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"Hey, is it Luan?"

"Jiang Wan?"

"It's me, monitor. Are you at school? The director is looking for you."

Lu An subconsciously asked: "What do you want from me?"

Jiang Wan said: "I don't know. You should go back to school and have a look."

"Okay, thank you."

"You are welcome."

After hanging up the phone, Lu An was wondering, could it be the school's orientation party?

But regardless of whether it is true or not, I still have to go to the office. The director has always been kind to me, so I have to give him this face.

After crossing the road, Lu An went straight to the teaching building.

"Dong dong dong!"

"Come in."

There were three knocks on the door, and a rich baritone voice came from inside.

"Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Lu An came in and greeted him proactively.

The director was holding a newspaper in his hand. When he saw it was him, he immediately put down the newspaper and said, "You are here. Come, sit here."

The director seemed a little more enthusiastic than before, and even poured him a cup of herbal tea himself.

Oh, this kind of treatment has never happened before. Lu An was a little flattered, thinking that he was asking for something, right?

But besides painting with his own hands, there seems to be nothing worthy of being treated like this.

"You young people, you are really amazing." The director said with emotion as he handed him the herbal tea and sat opposite him.

Lu An was a little confused. He didn't know where to start from what the other party said.

The director has been involved in the system for such a long time, so he is naturally a master of observing what is happening. He instantly judged that he had not received the latest news, and immediately reached out and put a stack of newspapers on the table in front of him:

"Look, this is a great event, and it has all been repaid."

What kind of happy event did you tell yourself to read, and you also saw the newspaper?

With this doubtful thought, Lu An's eyes fell on the newspaper.

As a result, after just one glance, his eyes were fixed, as if there was a magnet on the newspaper, making him reluctant to look away.

I saw the news headline of "People's Daily": "Eternity" won the gold medal at the Chinese New Year Painting Exhibition.

China Youth Daily: "Eternity", a monument in the history of Chinese oil painting

Xinmin Evening News: Shocking! The talented painter Lu An was born!

There are many newspapers in front of me. Looking through them, I found that they are all very influential national or regional newspapers.

The news headline of Xinmin Evening News attracted the most attention. Lu An reached out and picked it up and read it carefully.

news content:

"Eternity" painted by Lu An is a correction to the "big scenes" and "big paintings" created in Chinese oil paintings for decades, and it is also a turnaround for the dogmatization of China in the past few decades.

Painter Lu An's understanding of time and space and the ideological nature of his paintings not only give new meaning to Chinese oil painting, but there are few similar works that can be certified in Western art history. His leaping innovation is the key to the development of oil painting since the post-Enlightenment era. 's most outstanding contribution.

Seeing such praise, Lu An was very excited, but she couldn't bear it.

Damn it, why do these people speak so nicely? They are better than anything I have ever boasted about.

After taking a few minutes to read the Xinmin Evening News article, he forced himself to calm down and extended the invitation before the director could speak:

"Teacher, are you free later? Let's go out for a drink together?"

If he were an ordinary person, the director would definitely say that something happened. In fact, he did have a lot of trivial matters to deal with, but these words came from Lu An, and the director was very happy: "This is a great event, worthy of celebration."

After leaving the office, the two even called the dean, and met counselor Wei Feng when they left the teaching building.

The director said to the counselor: "Wei Feng, aren't you busy now?"

Wei Feng didn't dare to say he was busy: "It's fine now."

Hearing the words "not bad", the director interrupted her: "Let's go outside and have a drink together."

Wei Feng looked at the dean, then at the director, and agreed. She couldn't help but feel curious, why did she call Lu An?

Isn't it possible that Lu An is really the director's biological son?

At this moment, Wei Feng thought of the after-dinner jokes from the outside world.

Of course, she knew this was false, and everyone knew it was nonsense. With such a vulgar appearance, how could the director give birth to a son like Lu An?

The director was from Guangdong Province, and director Lu Anhe chose a Cantonese restaurant as he liked.

As for Wei Feng, she wisely refrained from talking about this topic and followed the three of them in.

The dean and the director had a lot of drinks. Lu An, who thought he could drink, complained a little, but he still didn't get out of the line of fire. Who made the three of them drunk?

Looking at the three men at the wine table who seemed to have no distinction between dignity and status, the counselor kept thinking, what is so special about Lu An?

Do you have a strong family background?

But I have read his personal information myself. Both his parents are dead. Not only is he not close to "profound", he can't even catch up with ordinary families.

Could it be that Luan can sing?

However, Wei Feng denied this thought in the next moment.

Not to mention that Lu An is not famous yet, even if she is a star, she will not pay too much attention to the other party, let alone the dean and director of the hospital.

His eyes kept wandering around the three of them, and the counselor finally settled on Lu An.

She was now full of desire to explore, and she really hoped that the dean and director could get some information, but she was a little disappointed that she didn't capture any useful information after the meal.

But it can't be said that there is no news at all. At least Lu An has become mysterious and strange in her eyes.

It took almost two hours to finish the meal. When I walked out of the store, the sun had already set and the sky was gradually getting darker.

Back in the teaching building, the director called to the counselor, handed her a newspaper, and said four words at the same time: "Remember to keep it confidential."

The counselor was confused at first, but when he saw the news headline in the Xinmin Evening News, he suddenly became enlightened. Then he read the entire news with difficulty, his eyes widened and his mouth wide open.

After reading it, the counselor was still a little confused and in disbelief. He was quite shocked inside. He stood there for a long time before he asked tentatively: "Is this true?"

The director nodded.

Seeing the director confirming the news, the counselor's whole body suddenly froze, and his ears and nose were buzzing.

There is only one consciousness left in my mind: Lu An is a great painter! Luan turned out to be a great painter! …

Seeing her like this, the director chuckled and secretly thought that Xiao Wei was still a little younger, not as wealthy as Lu An.

In shock, the counselor didn't know how he walked out of the director's office.

After returning to her office, she grabbed the newspaper and read it twice more, and finally sighed: "That's it."

At this moment, many things have been figured out.

the other side.

Lu An drank a little too much. After being separated from the dean and director, he simply didn't rush back to the dormitory and casually found a clean place to sit on the grass by the roadside.

During the meal, he had been thinking about a question: Why didn't Yu Guanzhi notify him of such a big event as soon as possible?

If the director hadn't seen the newspaper, he wouldn't have noticed it in time while he was busy outside.

"tingting"

Just when he was puzzled, the BB machine rang.

At first glance, it was another unfamiliar number.

It was really troublesome. Lu An didn't want to move now, but he was afraid of delaying things, so he reluctantly got up and walked to the school gate.

Thinking about having to travel so far every time to make a phone call, he wanted to slap the clerk at the post office.

Grandma is a bitch! Why is it so difficult to install a phone? I let my doves go every day.

"Hello? Who's there?" Lu An called over as he walked into the public speaking booth.

"It's me, where are you?" Ye Run's voice.

"You don't cook, what are you doing with me?" Lu An spit out the smell of alcohol.

Ye Run ignored his complaints and said directly: "I went to your studio before, but I didn't see you. I went to No. 3 Studio again and couldn't find you. You were in the newspaper and you won the award."

She finished speaking in one breath, and then she said: "Lu An, congratulations!"

Lu An hummed and asked deliberately angrily: "Is there anything else? If nothing happens, just hang up. I already knew the news, it was a waste of my time."

Ye Run was furious and couldn't help but curse in a low voice: "Asshole, you are so petty."

Lu An hesitated and let her scold him. Anyway, as long as she scolded him as a bastard, it meant that she was at a disadvantage.

After waiting for a while, before he could say anything, Ye Run took a breath and said, "I made fried pork with pepper and duck with ginger. If you haven't eaten yet, go back and eat it while it's hot. I still have clothes to wash, so hang them up first."

After speaking, without waiting for Lu An's reaction, he directly put the receiver back.

Hearing the "beep beep" busy tone from the phone, Lu An smiled happily and was quite angry.

But she was a soft-hearted girl after all, so she still cooked her favorite meal silently.

It's just a pity that I have already eaten it.

But on this day, I think it will be the same tomorrow if I eat it, it won’t go rancid.

"ting'ting"

Leaning against the wall, driving proudly, the BB machine rang for the third time today.

This time it was Yu Wanzhi.

Lu An immediately calmed down and picked up the receiver again to dial.

Just one click.

A waxy voice came from the other side: "Lu An, are you outside the school?"

Lu An was right: "I was just talking to someone on the phone, and when I was about to leave, you called me."

After hearing this, Yu Guanzhi said: "I'm at the gate of Nanjing University. Come over and let's have a meal together."

Lu An was surprised: "Why did you come here in person at this time?"

Yu Guanzhi smiled and asked, "You didn't read the newspaper?"

Luann replied, "I just saw it two hours ago."

Yu Guanzhi smoothed her ear and hair with her right hand and explained: "Originally, I wanted to call you and tell you as soon as possible, but I felt that it would be happier and more fulfilling for you to discover such a big happy event by yourself, so I came in person. Congratulations to you.”

Hearing this, Lu An's previous doubts were relieved and he told her: "I'll be right over."

Seeing him come out of the cubicle, the boss stretched out his right hand: "5 yuan."

Lu An was in a good mood today and didn't worry about the phone bill. After paying the money, he ran across the street.

Yu Guanzhi happened to be looking to the right. When he approached, he rolled down the window and said, "Get in the car, let's go eat first."

Lu An nodded with the driver Lu Qing, bent down and said to Yu Guanzhi in the car: "I have prepared food at home, why don't you go and eat at home?"

Yu Guanzhi's eyes lit up. She had a clear memory of Lu An's cooking skills. Compared with the dishes in restaurants, she preferred home-cooked food in the countryside, and she yearned for it happily.

When I arrived at the teachers' apartment and went up to the second floor, I smelled the aroma of vegetables as soon as I opened the door.

Lu An originally thought that Ye Run was there, but he didn't expect to find him.

After washing his hands, Yu Guanzhi stood in front of the table to check, and asked for a long time: "Did you do all this?"

Luan responded without blushing or heartbeat: "Of course."

The two were already very familiar with each other in the past. Yu Guanzhi relaxed and started eating after a bowl of rice. However, before finishing the first chopsticks of stir-fried pork with chili pepper, she raised her head and said, "This is not your skill."

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