At this moment, Li Liang was so anxious that he stamped his feet!
How could he not know the importance of today's matter?
Tsinghua University has produced an art genius! And he was recognized by Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, McDavid, and Kelun Mingduo!
As soon as this news came out, it was shocking news to the world.
Just in this round, I can definitely become a legend in this academic competition!
Even if Tsinghua loses miserably later, it doesn’t matter!
A super genius in Chinese painting, a monster who created a new genre of oil painting!
Who the hell cares about what else happens in the academic competition?
And now, he can't find Zhang Fan!
If Zhang Fan cannot be found, who can prove that these paintings are by Zhang Fan?
Who can prove that this painting was painted by someone from Tsinghua University?
Even if there is a video, no one would believe it.
Unless Zhang Fan stands on the stage and accepts the approval of Zong Yuan and others, this will work!
There are a lot of picky people in this world now!
Immediately, Li Liang ran towards Zhang Fan's home.
"Bang bang bang!"
"Can you please knock on the door gently, or believe it or not, I'll beat them up?" Zhang Dongyang opened the door with a bun in his mouth.
Seeing that it was Li Liang, Zhang Dongyang rolled his eyes and said, "Director Li, why are things so urgent?"
"Everything's going crazy outside, where's Zhang Fan!" Li Liang roared!
"Ah? What's going on? It's not even seven o'clock yet!" Zhang Dongyang wondered!
"The master of traditional Chinese painting Zong Yuan, the oil painting tycoons Liu Daoming, Mo Ganfu, Mike Dawe, and Kelun Minduo have verified Zhang Fan's paintings in front of countless people.
And, given the affirmation!
Now, the only one left is Zhang Fan." Li Liang was about to cry.
Please, as a father, can you please give me some snacks?
This matter is related to your son's future!
"What! Mr. Zongyuan, Kelun Mingduo?" Bai Xi and Qin Shuang in the room threw away their chopsticks and ran out.
"No, where is your precious son? Is he there? He is the only one left." Li Liang said anxiously.
"I'll call!" Bai Xi ran back immediately!
Hearing this, Li Liang's heart froze!
Call up?
It’s cool! It’s cool! Zhang Fan, the ace pigeon, is really a pigeon!
I have called Zhang Fan N times, but they are all out of the service area!
At this moment, Li Liang's legs were a little weak!
Suddenly, he thought of his previous fear of being dominated by Zhang Fan!
Once this thing disappears, it will last for several months!
Oh my god! Isn’t this a lie?
Zong Yuan and the others came, the painting was verified, and there were more than 100,000 people watching!
The news media are probably also outputting like crazy.
If Zhang Fan was not here, this matter would be a big mistake.
Li Liang's legs went weak and he sat directly by the door.
All I can think of in my mind is: the night is getting cooler, the flowers are falling to the ground and turning into frost...the song!
At this moment, the scene here also completely exploded.
You could say, crazy! Completely crazy!
"What the hell, a new genre of oil painting? I'll be nice!"
"In the entire oil painting world, there has been no new school for more than thirty years!"
"Who is so awesome!"
"No wonder these big guys came here!"
"Wait a minute, something is wrong. Why do these big guys come here at this time?"
"Could it be drawn by someone participating in the academic competition?"
"Bah, the people we come to participate in the academic competition are only seniors at most! Seniors are thirty years old!
A thirty-year-old can create a new genre? You’re kidding me!”
"Yes, anyone who can create a new genre must at least be very proficient in oil painting. If such a person is not sixty or seventy years old, I wouldn't believe it!"
After hearing these words, the group of people who were in the studio two days ago really wanted to tell the truth.
However, they really dare not say it!
Didn’t you see that neither Hou Dusheng nor Li Liang said anything?
They must have other arrangements!
Sometimes, talking nonsense can really kill someone.
It’s better to wait quietly for Zhang Fan to come out!
On the news media side, their hands turned into afterimages, typing on the keyboard!
"Shocked, Kelun Minduo, Mo Ganfu, Liu Daoming and others came to Tsinghua because they discovered a new genre of oil painting here!"
"Old man Zong Yuan actually praised a painting endlessly! Who is hidden behind the painting!"
There is no need for these news. People who love oil painting and Chinese painting have already seen all this through live broadcast!
A group of people have long been discussing in private.
And for these people who are not interested, these news have no appeal to them!
Many people even don’t know who Zong Yuan, Liu Daoming, and Mo Ganfu are!
Ten minutes pass!
Hou Dusheng directly dialed Li Liang's number!
"What are the ink marks? Where are the people?"
"Zhang Fan just got up. Isn't he preparing for the academic competition these days? I just saw that his eyes were swollen." Li Liang looked desperate.
What can he do?
We can only make excuses and wait until there is news about Zhang Fan!
"Hey, Director Li, what do you mean?" Bai Xi, Qin Shuang, Zhang Dongyang, and Ye Jingtian looked at Li Liang who was leaning against the door and blocking the door to prevent them from going out. The corners of their mouths twitched!
"Miss Bai, please, you can't go out now. If you go out, Director Hou, Professor Huang and others will definitely ask you where Zhang Fan is." Li Liang guarded the door tightly.
!!!
At this moment, everyone in the room fell silent.
This is a problem!
"Zhang Dongyang, call! Find someone!" Bai Xi shouted!
"!!! It's been on forever, it's not in the service area!" Zhang Dongyang shrugged, with a look of helplessness on his face!
"Keep fighting!" Bai Xi ran away.
"Daughter-in-law, please don't. Our son is already so good, and he is really good at painting. This false reputation is of no use to him.
Moreover, a big tree attracts the wind, so a gun will kill the first bird." Zhang Dongyang said with an indifferent expression.
His son is a member of Golden Dragon!
Golden dragon!
With such a title, he no longer had any requirements for Zhang Fan.
Painting? Is there any golden dragon member cowhide?
"Why isn't it important?"
Bai Xi, Qin Shuang, Ye Jingtian, and Li Liang roared in unison.
Especially Li Liang, he wanted to hit someone.
The level of Chinese painting is comparable to that of Mr. Zong Yuan, creating a new genre of oil painting!
Isn’t this enough cowhide?
"Hmph, you men are really all big pigs. You are a great artist. Just this title can drive countless girls crazy!" Bai Xi snorted coldly.
At this moment, Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian's eyes suddenly widened.
"Ahem, little sister Xiaobai, I think this title is not that important!"
Qin Shuang and Ye Jingtian said in unison.
Make countless girls crazy?
Say goodbye!
If this continues, our daughter will be in danger.
For the happiness of my daughter, I can give up anything!