Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 534 is on fire!

"His name is Wu Jing'en, a teacher at the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

Li Xianglan explained to her friends, but her attitude was dismissive: "Actually, his level is average, or even very poor. The main reason he can teach is because his father is the head of a department at the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

Is Wu Jing'en also an employee of the gallery?

Wang Changhua asked.

"Correct."

Li Xianglan nodded: "Many of our employees have formal jobs at the eight major art academies."

This is actually similar to the "China Computer Research Institute," which brings in university faculty members to work part-time, allowing them to share university resources.

"Then why did he treat you this way, Aunt Lan?"

Wang Changhua was even more puzzled; Li Xianglan was the head of a domestic art gallery.

"I've only been in charge for a short time. I was busy with business in Europe and America before, and I'm not an art major."

Li Xianglan was quite frank, revealing all the conflicts between the two of them.

“Wu Jing’en previously pushed a graduate of the Central Academy of Fine Arts into becoming a fourth or fifth-tier painter, and with his father’s connections, he thought he could take over the gallery.”

"Actually, headquarters had already decided to send me here."

"So Wu Jing'en felt that because he had taken his position, he often did some outrageous things."

……

"Then why not fire him?"

Wu Yu hated Wu Jing'en's expression; it was greasy and slippery like an eel.

Wu Yu once overheard Chen calmly saying on the phone during a gathering, "Tell XXX to go to the finance department to collect their salary, then pack their things and leave."

She thought that "opening up" people was such a simple thing.

"Dismissing contributing employees so soon after taking over, without sufficient justification, is detrimental to stable development in the future."

Li Xianglan said with a smile, "My major when I was studying abroad was arts management. I studied art, but I understand management even better."

Art is art, and arts management is arts management; they are actually two categories that overlap but have completely different focuses.

At this moment, Wu Jing'en, who had been chased away earlier, returned, with a rather handsome boy standing beside him.

The boys were equally astonished by the cosplayer's beauty, and their desire to perform became even stronger.

"Hello, Teacher Li. My name is Qi Kai, and I am a third-year student majoring in oil painting at the Central Academy of Fine Arts."

Qi Kai said to Li Xianglan, "Teacher Wu told us that you asked us to stop creating, which is of course no problem. It's just that we encountered some difficulties when sketching, which is why we were hindered. You are the head of the gallery, so you must have a deep understanding of art. Could you please come over and give us some guidance?"

Li Xianglan's face slowly darkened.

She can clearly estimate the true value of a work of art, as well as the inflated market value at Christie's auctions.

It can also transform an ordinary art student into a potential rising star.

If a true rising star has potential, she could even help them develop into a renowned master.

However, when it comes to specific issues in painting, such as the evenness of brushstrokes, the vibrancy of colors, and the use of negative space in composition...

Li Xianglan understood it, but not in such depth.

Now, if you asked her to answer basic questions like a teacher, Li Xianglan really doesn't have much confidence.

However, this scoundrel Wu Jing'en was waiting there, and there were other gallery employees around as well, so Li Xianglan was unwilling to show weakness.

After a moment of thought, Li Xianglan said, "I also really want to have some interaction with young people, but unfortunately I have too many mundane affairs. How about this, let my junior sister guide you. People of the same age probably have more in common to talk about."

"Xianmei, go there for me. If they still have any questions, I'll go and see them again."

Li Xianglan patted Yu Xuan on the shoulder.

"I?"

The cosplayer was startled.

Those were clearly senior students, both juniors and seniors. I'm only a sophomore. How am I supposed to teach them?

Wu Jing'en and Qi Kai were also taken aback.

Wu Jing'en thought that Li Xianglan looked down on him and sent a random young girl to deal with him.

Although he admitted that the girl was very beautiful, with an impeccable figure and looks, he couldn't find anyone of similar caliber among the many art students at the Central Academy of Fine Arts.

However, there's a common belief that pretty girls face too many temptations, making it difficult for them to focus on practicing their art (or studying). Of course, there are exceptions, but Wu Jing'en doesn't believe it's the girl standing right in front of him.

and so!
Wu Jing'en thought to himself, "It's good that you didn't stand up for Li Xianglan, otherwise don't blame us for not being chivalrous!"
"Lily, are you sure?"

Wu Jing'en intends to give Li Xianglan another chance, and also to give that sweet and charming young girl a chance.

What if I really upset them and made them cry? How am I supposed to get their contact information later?

"I am sure."

Li Xianglan said with absolute certainty.

"Alright, let's go back and summarize the problems first."

Wu Jing'en's tone was clearly malicious, and he left immediately after speaking.

The boy named Qi Kai kept turning back as he walked, constantly glancing at Yu Xian.

After I got back, I don't know what I said to my classmates, but now all the attention is on me.

"Aunt Lan..."

The cosplayer blinked her long, fan-like eyelashes and asked incredulously, "Are you sure you're not kidding?"

"Of course I'm not kidding."

Li Xianglan stood with her hands on her hips, her jewelry gleaming, exuding confidence: "Your teacher is Kwan Wing-yee, and she's so talented and hardworking. Her level must be far ahead of these college students who are only focused on dating."

Xianmei thought for a moment and said, "Aunt Lan, I'm also in a relationship."

You are different!

Li Xianglan waved her hand: "Don't even mention dating, you're better than these academic types at getting married and having children. You just hang out with old ladies all day and forget your own level among your peers."

"Xianmei, you must trust Aunt Lan's eyes!"

Li Xianglan said solemnly.

"I……"

The cosplayer pouted her red lips, still unwilling to take the lead.

The reason I don't want to stand out is that I feel I'm not confident.

"or."

Wang Changhua pondered for a moment, then pinched her chin with one hand: "I've gone through all this trouble..."

"go away!"

Wu Yu slapped Wang Changhua away.

"Since Aunt Lan described them as so weak, and I spent at least a month by the old lady's side, I also gained some knowledge of art through observation and exposure."

Wang Changhua got up from the ground and started rambling on.

"Xianmei'er!"

Li Xianglan's eyes held earnest encouragement and expectation.

"Should we call Brother Chen Zhe?"

Yuanyuan said cautiously, she thought a conflict was about to break out and was a little scared.

"No need! He's probably busy too!... Hmm... Okay!"

Suddenly, the cosplayer skillfully pulled her long, loose hair back from her head.

A few stray hairs struggled and refused to submit near her ears, but were finally gently suppressed by a wooden hairpin.

"Let's go!"

The Sichuan girl agreed without hesitation, even though she had been hesitant just now. Once she agreed, she did so very decisively!

She took a deep breath and strode confidently toward the other side, like a wisp of wildfire in a thorny forest, or a splash of crimson in the sunset, dazzling and radiant in everyone's eyes.

Wu Yu, Wang Changhua, and Yuanyuan quickly followed.

"Holy crap, I suddenly got all fired up."

Wang Changhua whispered to Wu Yu.

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(I'll write another chapter tonight, but it might be a bit late; I need to help a colleague polish some materials.)
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