Hunting College

Vol 3 Chapter 176: Visitors

Beyond Zheng Qing's expectation.

The hunting exhibition was crowded and there were many visitors-he thought that this kind of excessive ‘literary and artistic’ activities had very few audiences among young wizards. But this is not the case. In addition to the first university students wearing all kinds of robes, there are also many out-of-school wizards wearing all kinds of strange robes. Each work surrounded a large audience.

The young public servant pulled the wide edge of the front hood to hide his face a bit more tightly, lest any crazy guy rushed up to him and shouted, ‘Take out your book, boy! ’.

Under the guidance of the paper cranes, Zheng Qing searched for a long time through the crowded crowd, before he found Xiao Xiao and others under a huge landscape painting.

It was a pair of fresh brush strokes.

On the right side of the painting is an open plain. Above it is a clear blue sky, discrete clouds, undulating green hills in the distance, flat valleys nearby, and long blue-white rivers that are curved like ox yokes. The entire half of the oil painting presents a fresh and natural feeling.

On the left side of the painting is a mountain topped by heavy rain. The thick dark clouds and the torrential rain seemed to form a single piece, pressing from the sky to the top of the mountain, the gray, which made people expect a sense of depression. The pines and cypress bushes on the top of the hill were crooked and twisted by the heavy rain, but miraculously revealed a lush green vitality.

An old wizard with a lanky figure and gray hair was standing in the crowd, telling everyone about the painting in an extremely slow tone.

"...As you can see, Thomas Cole, a famous wizard painter in the nineteenth century, constructed this amazing work with his delicate brushwork."

"In this painting, he uses obscure techniques to express some views on nature, wizards, philosophy, and even belief... Especially, I hope you can notice the different styles on the left and right sides of this painting: tame and Wild."

"This is an eternal topic in the wizarding world."

"Master Cole also hopes to use this painting to promote to all wizards who know or don't know, as long as through the appropriate composition and brushwork, the'static painting' can also express the connotation and vitality that is not inferior to the'activated art'. "

Xiao Xiao was holding the notebook, flicking his pen, as if to write down everything the old wizard said.

Fatty Xin was holding a newspaper, heh heh heh alone, enjoying himself, reading endlessly.

"Why don't you wait for me at the door!" the young public-sponsored student whispered, squeezing between the two, poked his head and glanced at the doctor's notes, and muttered: "I thought the wizards' painting exhibition was a little different. The style... I didn't expect it to be so boring."

"Borrowing?" The doctor stopped the brush in his hand, raised his head, supported his glasses, and said in amazement: "With only a little oil paint, you can express the wonderful mood beyond the curse... Why do you feel bored?"

Zheng Qing twitched the corner of his mouth.

"Maybe it's because I don't have such a high level of appreciation." The young public student shrugged and looked around: "I remember Dylan said that some well-known hunting team paintings can be seen in the hunting exhibition-it will be active. Kind of-but how do I think the paintings displayed in this hall are static?"

After speaking, he couldn't help adding: "These paintings are just like the paintings I see in the world of ordinary people."

Maybe it's because this small corner has never been quiet since Zheng Qing squeezed in. The girls around who were listening carefully to the old wizard's explanation couldn't help but turn their heads and gave the wizards a vicious look.

The doctor finally gave up his plan to take notes quietly, and dragged his two companions out of the crowd.

"Appreciation requires an appearance of appreciation...Pay attention to quality! Now this hall is not just a person from the First University." Xiao Xiao persuaded me bitterly.

Zheng Qing blinked and slammed his right fist heavily on the palm of his left hand: "Fogweed! I finally remembered it!"

He whispered in exclamation and startled the doctor, but the fat man seemed to be ignorant, still holding the newspaper silly and joyous, wandering away.

"What do you remember?"

"I just felt that something was not quite right... the moment you said it, I only reacted." Zheng Qing turned upside down, but emphasized with a certain tone: "This is the first hall!"

The doctor did not speak, but raised his eyelids and glanced at the publicly-funded student through the upper edge of the glasses.

This gaze contains multiple meanings such as shock, disappointment, and seeing fools. If in peacetime, he could read so many meanings from a single glance, Zheng Qing would definitely complain.

But now, he could only forcefully suppress the desire to complain from the bottom of his heart, instead repeating his own question first.

"This is the first hall!" Zheng Qing repeated with some excitement, speaking quickly: "How can people outside enter the school? I mean, those outside the school... I remember the interviewer, who was Assistant Professor Thomas. , The school’s guardian formation opens once or twice a year... how did they get in?"

"They were invited in." The doctor explained dryly.

"Yeah... I know they were invited in. I mean, the guardian formation can't open, how did they get into the school?"

"You were invited in?!" Xiao Xiao repeated her previous answer again.

Zheng Qing looked at him with a toothache.

"It's not that you are stupid, or I'm stupid." The young public-sponsored student murmured, with a weak tone: "Can you explain in a little more detail... How did they get invited in..."

"The school issued the invitation letter, and then they took the invitation letter and came in." Xiao Xiao explained very cooperatively.

"How about the guardian circle? Isn't it closed? Why did they come in?!" Zheng Qing was a little mad.

The fat man who was holding the newspaper in a daze seemed to have finally noticed the dispute between the two roommates. He raised his head very slowly, moved his eyelids, and his face showed a little bit of displeasure.

"Why do you care about this all of a sudden?" The fat man snorted.

Zheng Qing hesitated for a moment, and finally explained: "I thought of the kitten that Jiang Yu raised...it was the little guy who was killed on the big bluestone by Linzhong Lake."

Xiao Xiao frowned and nodded.

"If, I mean, if people outside the school can enter the school, does that mean..."

"No, this possibility does not exist." Xiao Xiao finally knew to explain this from that perspective: "The guests who enter the school with the invitation letter are not the same as us... Their actions will be subject to the invitation letter. Restrictions~www.wuxiaspot.com~ For example, guests who only have "visit the Monday 6-9 pm painting exhibition" in the invitation letter can only appear in the Hunting Painting Exhibition Hall from 6 to 9 pm-they can't even get out of this One step to the exhibition hall."

"And similar guests who received the'School Hunting Club Opening Ceremony Invitation Letter' can only follow the designated route to visit some of the school's moon hunting exhibitions, and then watch an opening ceremony performance on Hunting Ground No. 1."

"Su Shijun seems to be quite free." Zheng Qing questioned in a low voice: "She also brought a maid."

"Member Su is not only a member of the lower parliament, but also a senior researcher at the Institute of Applied Magic of the First University...Of course, since she advanced to the Great Wizard, her job title may have been adjusted. The director of the department."

Zheng Qing opened his mouth and was speechless for a while.

In the end, he chose to jump back to the previous topic: "...What does the ‘activating art’ ‘static portrait’ that the old wizard said just now?"

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