Shut up, I am really a pure love god of war!

Chapter 15 The Monitor's Mercy
"What basis do you have to say that Bai Yang's transformation into an art student is not a proper career? And what basis do you have to think that Bai Yang's future will be brighter if he takes the college entrance examination than being an art student?"

Mr. Luo's attitude was not as aggressive as Ye Guodong's, but he was equally unyielding: "Have you ever heard of Bai Yang's level of art?"

"I'm not against Bai Yang pursuing academic excellence. In fact, good academic performance is an advantage for Bai Yang. But the problem is that with Bai Yang's talent in art, he can go further!"

"One? Duplicate? No!"

Teacher Luo said with certainty: "In my opinion, Bai Yang has a chance to get in touch with the talents of the Central Academy of Fine Arts!"

"So what?" Ye Guodong retorted, "Isn't the so-called art exam a shortcut for people who can't study academic subjects? Even if you get into the art academy, what will you do about your future employment? Can you be responsible for Bai Yang's life?"

"You——" Teacher Luo was immediately furious at the compliment, "We are not talking about the same thing!"

"Besides, how can the art exam be a shortcut? The country supports the all-round development of young people. Since Bai Yang has advantages in this area, does he have to take that single-plank bridge?"

"That is the noble and correct way!" Ye Guodong remained unmoved.

The atmosphere in the office was extremely tense. The two of them stared at each other, and neither could convince the other.

Bai Yang knew it was time for him to come on stage.

He coughed lightly, attracting the attention of the two, and then he showed a flattered expression, "Teacher Ye, Teacher Luo, please stop arguing. I know that both teachers are doing this for my own good."

"I'm only seventeen years old. As for my future after graduating from college, I really have no idea."

He first folded his nails, and then continued: "But I simply think that if I can be admitted to a better university, I really want to give it a try. I don't dare to hope for the highest domestic university such as the Central Academy of Fine Arts. Even if I can reach Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts, it will be a great honor for me and my family."

Ye Guodong's expression eased slightly, "Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts?"

Things like the Central Academy of Fine Arts actually cannot impress Ye Guodong, but the word "Tsinghua" has a very different meaning for a high school teacher.

Xiangdong No. 1 High School is the best high school in Xiangdong County, but not every year can produce students who are admitted to Tsinghua University.

Even Tsinghua Academy of Fine Arts is far inferior to the Central Academy of Fine Arts and China Academy of Art in the field of fine arts.

"This is just your wishful thinking. How can it be so easy to get into Tsinghua?" He warned: "Don't lose the big picture while picking up sesame seeds. You will become an art student and achieve nothing, and fall behind in cultural subjects. You will be in a bad situation."

"You have no idea of ​​Bai Yang's level." Teacher Luo sneered at the side: "If we only count the sketching subject, even if he takes the school entrance examination now, he will definitely be able to pass the line of the Academy of Fine Arts."

Bai Yang looked at Mr. Luo gratefully, and then said to Ye Guodong respectfully: "Mr. Ye, I understand your concerns."

"I'm actually not sure about my level, so I don't plan to switch directly to an art student. I will definitely work hard on my academic subjects, but since there is an opportunity, I have to give it a try."

"I once read a sentence that in a person's life, there are actually not many opportunities to truly change their destiny. If I miss them, I might regret it. I am still young and have the capital to try and make mistakes."

"No matter what, there is no student who would not be tempted by the opportunity to go to Tsinghua University. What do you think?"

Ye Guodong looked at Bai Yang deeply.

From the last incident with Chen Youde, Ye Guodong realized that this student was a little special. Even though he behaved like a teenager, the way he spoke and did things always had a sense of disharmony that did not belong to this age group. Now, he was more certain of this view.

"Bai Yang, your idea is very mature." He said in a complicated tone:
"I still think that with your grades, there is no need to make any extra efforts. Although I don't know much about art exams, I know that any path is not as easy as it sounds."

"I'll give you some time to try. During this time, you have to weigh where your strengths lie."

Bai Yang nodded quickly: "Thank you Mr. Ye for your understanding."

Ye Guodong warned: "You can practice painting with Teacher Luo during evening self-study, but remember, your future is your own."

Bai Yang expressed his thanks again.

"You can go now." He waved his hand.

"Teacher Luo, I'll go back to the classroom first." Bai Yang was very polite.

"Go ahead." Teacher Luo nodded with a smile, "Come to the studio tonight, and I'll put together a new set of still lifes for you to see for yourself."

I went to the cafeteria and bought some breakfast. As soon as I returned to my seat, Zhong Xilu couldn't wait to ask, "How is it? What is the teacher going to do with you?"

"You seem to be looking forward to me being punished?" Bai Yang said unhappily.

"No, I'm just curious." Zhong Xilu held her face, her thick eyelashes fluttering.

"I'm sorry, it's not what you imagined." Bai Yang took out the big bun he just bought, took a bite, and frowned, "Shit, such a big bite, but I haven't even bitten into the filling yet!"

"What's the difference between this meat bun and steamed bun?"

"There's a breakfast shop at the school gate that sells delicious buns." Zhong Xilu said in a normal tone, "Shall I bring you some tomorrow?"

"That's great." Bai Yang certainly wouldn't refuse, and said with a smile: "What is this? Is this a preferential treatment for your deskmate?"

"No, it's just the monitor's pity." Zhong Xilu countered, "Don't change the subject. What does the monitor want to see you about?"

"Teacher Ye talked to me about the present and the future, and expressed high recognition of my abilities and qualities. He believed that special talents like me do not need to stick to the school's old-fashioned rules, so he gave me some privileges." Bai Yang said seriously.

Zhong Xilu's eyes curved into crescents, "You are so boastful, so tell me, what privileges do you have?"

"Of course, it's the privilege of raising the banner of rebellion against the corrupt rule of the class monitor." Bai Yang quickly finished breakfast. "There are also some unimportant things, such as not having to go to evening self-study classes."

"Just keep joking." Zhong Xilu just took it as a joke and patted Bai Yang lightly, "You are raising the banner of rebellion. Do you want to have breakfast tomorrow?"

Bai Yang looked sad: "Damn it, you actually threatened me with such an irresistible reason."

He sighed and said, "There is nothing we can do. We can only ask the common people in the class to be patient for a while longer."

Zhong Xilu chuckled. She thought that the way Bai Yang said weird things in a serious manner was very interesting. It was completely different from the image of other boys who stammered in front of her.

Where on earth did this guy learn all these things from!

(End of this chapter)