Interstellar Super Empire

Chapter 116 was pitted

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Choosing a major is a major event that affects one's life. No matter how busy Zhong Pingjiang is, he spared one night to discuss with his wife and son.

Zhong Yun didn't care much, out of respect for his parents, he only told them.

Zhong Pingjiang and Yun Rong discussed for a long time, and finally asked Zhong Yun, "Which industry are you more interested in?"

"Me?" Zhong Yun rested his chin on his hands and began to think.

Zhong Pingjiang's eyes are quite earnest. Now Zhong's machinery business is booming and has reached a considerable scale. He very much hopes that his son can choose a management major, and after graduation he can take over his class and continue to run Zhong's business.

But Zhong Yun obviously has his own ideas, he said, "I think I am more interested in art."

Zhong Pingjiang and Yun Rong looked at each other in blank dismay. They never imagined that their son would be interested in art. They had never noticed it before.

Zhong Pingjiang said, "Well, why do you have such an idea?"

Those who engage in art may not have a future, but they have not found any outstanding artistic talents in their son, and they are afraid that he is just a whim, 3 minutes of enthusiasm.

It is very important to choose a major in the first year of high school. If you choose the wrong one, you can change it, but the time is wasted.Therefore, making a correct plan early will be very beneficial to your future life.

"Because I'm talented." Zhong Yun is very confident. Among other things, he can live comfortably for the rest of his life just by singing alone.It's just that he doesn't like being a star.

"This doesn't convince me." Zhong Pingjiang shook his head. Although he was very open-minded, he would never be persuaded by such a joke.

Zhong Yun knew that he had thought about his parents, and it was impossible not to show his true skills.He took out the pen and paper he had prepared earlier in the morning, and began to draw on the table.

Zhong Pingjiang and Yun Rong looked at each other again, they both saw doubts in each other's eyes, they didn't know what the son was up to, they leaned over and watched for a while before they gradually realized that the son was actually drawing.

Although the two are usually busy at work, they have not neglected their concern for their son's academic life. However, they never knew that his son could actually paint, and his demeanor does not look like he is just playing.

Although Jia Lan's sketching technique looks miraculous, it is actually just a basic technique. Using rough lines to draw exquisite effects relies on spiritual strength.This is also a distinctive feature of Jialan's artwork.

It took only 3 minutes for Zhong Yun to finish the last stroke.Zhong Pingjiang and Yun Rong were already shocked, especially Yun Rong, who is a lover of painting and understands the value of her son's painting better.

She picked up the painting in disbelief, and looked and looked.In the painting, a man and a woman are leaning together. The man concentrates on helping the woman put on the necklace, but the woman's eyes fall on the man's crumpled collar.

There is a touch of warmth in the whole painting.

Zhong Pingjiang tapped Zhong Yun's head lightly, and cursed with a smile, "You are a big kid." The man and woman in the painting are obviously him and his wife, and the necklace he gave to his wife on their [-]th wedding anniversary Gift.

Zhong Yun made a grimace.

"Where did you learn it from?" Yun Rong finally accepted this fact. If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she might not have believed it. This is the Jialan technique that has been lost.

Every time he encounters such a question, Zhong Yun will feel very headache. If others ask him, he can still pretend to be mysterious.But now the person who asked him was his mother, so he had to answer.

"On a website." Zhong Yun lied without blinking his eyes.

"What website?" Yun Rong asked suspiciously.

Zhong Yun immediately turned on his portable computer, entered a website, and introduced, "As long as you can answer the above questions correctly, you can enter the official page. The above questions are quite difficult."

Yun Rong leaned in front of the computer, and the first question stumped her.That question is too biased.

"There are ten questions in total, and they must be answered within 30 seconds. Each person has only one chance to answer the questions a day, and the questions are different every day." Zhong Yun said, typing in the answers quickly.

Yun Rong and Zhong Pingjiang, who were standing next to them, stared wide-eyed. The questions were varied, involving multiple majors, and the questions were very biased.But Zhong Yun answered easily and determinedly, as if he knew the answer in advance, and he answered ten questions in less than ten seconds.

Is this really his mediocre son?
Such doubts arose in both Zhong Pingjiang and Yun Rong's hearts at the same time.

"I found this website by accident, just for fun." Zhong Yun ignored their bewildered expressions and continued. "I didn't realize that it introduced a lot of painting knowledge. It's the first time I found that painting is so interesting."

As soon as that weird thought came up, Zhong Pingjiang and the others threw him to the east somewhere. It is always a good thing that his son has become smarter.Although, the change in his son is not just about becoming smarter.

The two of them returned their attention to the website, and after reading it for a while, they were both amazed and speculated that this website was established by God.

Seeing that his parents accepted his explanation, Zhong Yun secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Of course this website was built by him, and it will be closed in a few days.

He didn't want to study management according to his father's intention, because he didn't want to be trapped in a company. He had a bigger ideal, so he chose the art major with the most freedom.

Leaving his parents in the past, Zhong Yun confidently and boldly filled in the three subjects of Art History, Painting Fundamentals and Painting on the course elective form.

In order to cultivate students' diverse interests, in addition to three elective professional courses, the school also requires participation in an extracurricular activity.Moreover, it is also linked to credits.

Zhong Yun chose the sculpture at random.

It happened to be an extra-curricular activity in the afternoon, and the Sculpture Association was a relatively out-of-the-ordinary association. The activity location was on the second floor of the building opposite the class.

Zhong Yun pushed open the door and went in. Surprisingly, there were quite a few people inside. In a room of more than 200 square meters, there were almost a hundred people sitting there.I thought it was an unpopular association, but now it doesn't look like that.

"Hey, Zhong Yun is you?" A familiar voice rang out, and Zhong Yun who was still standing at the door looked over. What a coincidence, it was the enthusiastic senior sister whom I met on the first day of school, Gong Yao.

"What a coincidence, you also belong to this association?" Zhong Yun greeted, and then noticed that the eyes of the students around him were a little strange.

"I am the president of the Sculpture Association." The dimples at the corners of Gong Yao's mouth were exposed again, "You are the new member, come here, let me introduce you."

Zhong Yun followed.Gong Yao led Zhong Yun to the middle, clapped his hands to attract the attention of the students, "Today our association welcomes a new member, Zhong Yun, a freshman student."

Sparse applause rang out.Zhong Yun walked to the middle and said hello, "Hello everyone, my name is Zhong Yun, please give me your advice in the future."

Then Gong Yao sent Zhong Yun a pamphlet, which was the introductory knowledge of sculpture.In fact, there are many kinds of sculptures, such as wood carvings, stone carvings, ice sculptures, clay sculptures, plaster statues and so on.

According to the way of sculpture, it can be divided into round sculpture, relief sculpture and openwork sculpture.

However, the Sculpture Association is only amateur in nature, and those who are too professional can't do it. Most of the people who play are wood carvings and clay sculptures.

Playing sculpture requires a complete set of guys. Zhong Yun didn't bring anything, so he can only be a spectator today.Because he is a newcomer, as the chairman, the enthusiastic Gong Yao accompanied him to look around and explain to him.

The people in the classroom are doing everything, some are carving a half-finished piece of wood; some are starting to erect a skeleton on a shelf;

Zhong Yun had the feeling of being an eye-opener. He had never been exposed to sculpture before, and he chose this extracurricular activity because it had a little relationship with painting.

In addition to learning new knowledge, Zhong Yun had other gains. He keenly discovered that the male members here looked at him with unfriendly eyes.

The root cause was naturally in the beautiful and enthusiastic president beside him, Zhong Yun couldn't help but suddenly realized, no wonder there are so many members in this relatively unpopular association, and it turned out that most of them came for Gong Yao.

A class ended soon, and Zhong Yun, who was aroused by interest, found some materials about sculpture after returning home.

Comparing the sculptures of Naja Lanxing and Davao, it is found that the sculpture style of Jialan is really different. It uses very few tools. Basically, it only needs a carving knife. Davao has a variety of sculpture tools. Knives, hammers, chisels, pliers, etc.

Davao pursues meticulous craftsmanship and strives to show every detail.Jialan pays more attention to the charm of the sculpture, turning a piece of ordinary wood into a work of art with a few rough cuts.

It's hard to say which one is better, but Zhong Yun prefers Jialan's style. There is a feeling that sculpture is a natural thing, and it feels like a skillful hand.

During dinner at night, Zhong Yun noticed that his father's expression was a little off, he seemed worried.I muttered in my heart, it seems that my father's company is in a lot of trouble this time.

Although his father seemed very happy in front of him, the sadness that occasionally flashed between his brows could not be concealed from others.From the few words my mother said, I can roughly guess that there is some trouble in the company.

Zhong Yun kept this matter in his heart and didn't ask his parents. Although they had already looked at him differently, they still regarded him as a child deep in their hearts. Even if he asked, they wouldn't tell him.

In the evening, Tianhai and Chenwen came over again, and the three of them made an appointment to watch a movie tonight.Sitting on Chenwen's shuttle, Zhong Yun asked, "Is there something wrong with my father's company?"

Chen Wen chuckled, "I was just about to tell you." He really knew about it, "It's not just a problem, it's a big trouble."

Hearing Chen Wen's serious words, Zhong Yun frowned, "Tell me carefully."

Tianhai also came over.

"Zhong's machinery was set up by someone, and it was scammed by tens of billions."

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