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Chapter 2121 how could this be

Zhang Fan woke up at seven o'clock in the morning!

I was woken up by the sound at the door!

"Huang Sansheng, Jiang Ru, why are you here?"

The speaker was an old man with a white beard.

He is Tang Shang, the most awesome oil painting professor in the Fine Arts Department of Tsinghua University!

Behind him were three students!

These three people are all his students, and they are also the seed contestants of oil painting in this academic competition!

Time is running out.

These days, he brings his students here every day to give personal guidance.

Just to fight and become famous!

Seeing Jiang Ru and Huang Sansheng squatting at the door, with red eyes, Tang Chang was very surprised!

These two guys stayed up all night?

But, standing at the door doing nothing?

"No entry allowed, go to another studio!" Jiang Ru and Huang Sansheng said in unison.

!!!

The corners of Tang Shang's mouth twitched!

"You two, what are you causing trouble? We have prepared a lot of paint and paper, and they are all here. You want me to go somewhere else? Is this wrong?" Tang Shang stared!

Moreover, he has been using this studio for the past half month.

Also, Jiang Ru and Huang Sansheng basically don’t come to the studio, okay?

Is this person crazy, suddenly grabbing territory?

It was at this time that Zhang Fan opened the door!

"Thank you for your hard work, Lao Huang!" Zhang Fan said, turned around and left.

There are only two days left, what should we do?

Well, I’m a little sad!

Looking at Zhang Fan, Tang Shang's expression changed rapidly.

At this moment, he suddenly thought of something!

That is, Huang Sansheng is Zhang Fan’s master!

"Haha, you're a piece of trash who hasn't been to the academy even a few times in a semester, and now you dare to come to the studio? Are you allowed to come to such a sacred place as the studio?

Moreover, this is a Grade A studio!

You must get permission from ten art department professors before you can come here! Who asked you to come?"

Tang Shang's voice was extremely cold!

Because, Yu Lin behind him had been beaten by Zhang Fan.

Moreover, my hand was almost broken!

You know, as a painter, how important your hands are.

The head can be cut off, but there must be no problem with the hand.

Otherwise, this life will be wasted.

Now that he has seen his true master, it is strange that he can still look good!

At this moment, Zhang Fan suddenly turned around: "Old man, what did you say? I didn't hear you clearly, can you say it again?"

Oh my god, we are looking for trouble early in the morning!

Do you really think that since you are an old man, I won’t dare to deal with you?

"Old man?" Tang Shang's eyes suddenly widened.

"Zhang Fan, shut up! How can you insult Teacher Tang?"

"Apologise quickly!"

"Haha, you are bullying our Teacher Tang, right? Just wait!"

The three people from Yu Lin and Tang Shang immediately scolded him.

At the same time, Yu Lin took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Someone is bullying our teacher Tang, come here quickly, Class A Room 02!"

Seeing this scene, Huang Sansheng and Jiang Ru's eyes also widened.

"Fuck, are you looking for trouble?"

"You dare to call and shake people off?" Huang Sansheng also took out his phone and called Li Liang directly.

"Someone is seeking death and provoking Zhang Fan. Come here quickly!"

hehe!

Tang Shang, relying on his ability in oil painting, has always been arrogant in the art department!

They have long been disgusted with it.

Just the oil painting Zhang Fan painted last night completely destroyed this bastard!

Moreover, Zhang Fan still has the seal of Tsinghua University in his hands. How dare he take the initiative to cause trouble?

Is a Grade A studio amazing?

Is it opened at your home?

MMP! What if we are dead people?

At this moment, Li Liang, who was sleeping in a drowsy state while drinking to soothe his sorrows, suddenly got excited and got up from the bed when he heard the word Zhang Fan.

Damn it!

Who!

Who is so blind and dares to provoke Zhang Fan, the devil?

This ****, are you looking for death?

I don’t know about this uncle, do I have to take a detour even if I see him?

Li Liang quickly changed his clothes and ran directly towards the studio.

At the same time, countless people studying oil painting in the art department also rushed directly to the studio.

Tang Shang, as the most outstanding person in oil painting at Tsinghua University.

In their hearts, Tang Shang is God!

Because Tang Shang's works have won first prizes nationwide!

They all dream of becoming Tang Shang's disciples.

And now, there are still people who dare to provoke Tang Shang. Doesn't this give them a chance?

"Haha! Li Liang? Okay, he's here just in time. I also want to ask him why he's not expelled and still dares to stay at Tsinghua University for such rubbish!" Tang Chang's eyes were extremely cold.

He has been in Tsinghua for many years.

It can be said that it is several years earlier than Huang Sansheng!

It can be said that the entire art department of Tsinghua University, but not him!

You're just a student, how dare you provoke him?

Today, he also wanted to show all the students at Tsinghua University what kind of status he, Tang Shang, had in Tsinghua University!

"Teacher Tang, please calm down first and don't get angry. People like Zhang Fan are not worth it!" Yu Lin's eyes also burst out with extremely malicious light.

"That's right, Teacher Tang, we can't do this. Our seniors and junior students studying oil painting are here. They will definitely seek justice for you." The other two people also said quickly.

"Haha!" Tang Shang smiled coldly, and then looked at Huang Sansheng!

"I remember well. Your apprentice challenged dozens of geniuses from the academy in front of countless people last night.

Moreover, the documents were also signed.

I would like to see how you feel when Zhang Fan kneels down, kowtows and calls someone grandpa."

The corner of Huang Sansheng's mouth twitched: "I won't bother you to worry about it."

Although he said this, Huang Sansheng's heart was still very painful.

Zhang Fan is a melon boy. With his traditional Chinese paintings and oil paintings, if he shows them, he will definitely blind countless people.

What is he making a bet with?

Sad, sad!

The next moment, there was a roar and an explosion.

"Who dares to bully our Professor Tang!"

"Who, get out and die!"

The deafening sound suddenly exploded, exploding in the sky above the entire Tsinghua University.

At the same time!

Countless people also roared.

"What a waste! It's so early in the morning, you don't want anyone to sleep!"

"M, stand still, I won't kill you!"

These days, many people don’t sleep well!

In addition, last night, we were discussing Zhang Fan’s bet, so we didn’t go to bed until three or four in the morning!

It’s only a little after seven o’clock!

Looking for death?

Countless people rushed directly to the studio, all of them looking bitter and resentful!

Looking at the huge crowd, Jiang Honglin and a group of people who came to participate in the academic competition ran directly over with fried dough sticks in their mouths.

The melon seeds bench in the front row was a strong crowd of spectators.

At the same time, there were countless high-spirited people in the studio. The moment they saw Zhang Fan, they suddenly stopped.

Damn it!

How could it be Zhang Fan!

Oh my god!

What about playing with us?


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