After losing her memory, she became popular as a stand-in

Chapter 866 Want me to accept her as a disciple?

Although Dean Park agreed to cooperate with the short video platform, Dean Park still felt uncomfortable when he heard the other party's philistine words.

Several other leaders of the college have already complimented each other with the ACFTU.

Dean Park himself was uncomfortable sitting. When he saw Gu Jue frowning, he knew that the other party must be more uncomfortable than himself.

He sighed in his heart, he intended to invite the other party to have a gathering, but this time he still wanted to trick him.

Gu Jue's self-cultivation was very good, even though he felt uncomfortable with the words that treated the gimmick as traffic, he didn't interrupt.

He was just a guest after all.

After chatting for more than 20 minutes, Dean Park winked at the hospital leaders.

Immediately knowingly proposed to take the whole school to visit the scenery of the college.

Sincerely invited, ACFTU is happy to go.

Dean Park shirked that he was too old and had bad legs, so he couldn't accompany him.

The General Manager didn't mind, and just let him rest in the office, and walked out of the office door with other hospital leaders.

As soon as they left, Dean Park exhaled and poured tea for Gu Jue himself to apologize.

"I'm really sorry, Gu Xiaoyou, I didn't expect President Quan to be like that..."

Thinking of the words we talked just now, Dean Park shook his head.

I guessed that businessmen would not be elegant, but I didn't expect the General Assembly to be so vulgar.

"My original intention was to attract more people's interest in painting, and also to promote the outstanding students of our college." Dean Park dryly defended himself.

Just now, the General Assembly actually proposed to find more beauties to participate in the competition. The "beauty artist" immediately attracted the love of nerds when they saw this title.

When Dean Park heard this, he almost didn't lose his temper.

What does this regard as art? !
It's a pity that the college is not his only one, and the interests behind it are complicated. He has the title of dean, but he can't do anything.

The thing he regrets the most at the moment is that he shouldn't have invited Gu Jue to come and make people laugh at him for no reason.

It's just that the invitation has already been invited, and Gu Jue has already agreed, so there will be no further delay.

And if he took the initiative to invite, he couldn't change his words and say that he didn't have to come.

"The dean is serious. I will go to the match tomorrow as agreed."

Dean Park was a little relieved, but also a little sad: "I just wronged you."

Gu Jue picked up the teacup and took a sip.

He really didn't like ACFTU's words, but he didn't care as much as Dean Park thought.

The brotherhood was broken, Guang was taken away, and his temperament became more dull.

It's not that important to be happy and angry with him.

"I have a few students' works here, all of which I selected are more brilliant, you should come and have a look."

Dean Park took the initiative to invite, and Gu Jue got up and walked over.

Dean Park picked out a dozen or so marked sheets from a stack of drawing papers, all of which he had prepared earlier.

"These are their previous works, and the ones I selected are all students who are more likely to win the competition this time."

Gu Jue looked at them one by one in the order he put them.

"The traces of skills are heavy, and a little aura is missing."

A small amount of aura, but average skills.

Dean Park sighed and said, "There is no other way. There is a saying in your country that you can't have both."

Gu Jue responded casually as an answer.

"This time with the short video platform, I also hope to stimulate them and change the painting environment, maybe there will be some different perceptions."

Shen Xunwei was noncommittal.

Dean Park took out a work, "Look at this one."

Gu Jue took it and glanced at it, not very interested.

To him, this painting was no different from the others just now.

Glimpse at the title of the book in the lower right corner - Bu Caiya.

Maybe there is something special about this person?

Dean Park smiled and said: "Of course these works cannot be compared with those famous masterpieces, but Bu Caiya's basic skills are very good, and she usually works very hard. By the way, she is also from Huaguo just like you. I wonder if you can... ..."

"You want me to accept her as a disciple?" Gu Jue frowned.

"No, no, you misunderstood." Dean Park quickly explained: "I just thought if it's convenient for you, can you spare some time to give her some advice these days?"

Gu Jue looked straight at him.

Dean Park felt a little embarrassed by his straightforward gaze.

"I know that this matter is difficult for others, alas... To tell you the truth, her father is a good friend of mine. He is currently treating my nephew. Dr. Brown is indifferent to fame and wealth. The couple have lived in a small town in country Y for more than ten years. , This time I was able to invite him out of the mountain because of my past friendship, I really meant to reciprocate, but I am good at painting differently from her, so I thought of trouble you."

Previously, Gu Jue had always given him the impression that he looked cold on the outside, but actually had a passion for art.

That's why he dared to make such a request.

However, judging from the current situation, their friendship is still too shallow.

Gu Jue still gave a bit of thin face and didn't directly refuse, but he didn't agree either.

Dean Park had no choice but to give up.

cloth house
At ten o'clock in the evening, Bu Caiya was still preparing for tomorrow's game.

Mrs. Bu brought a cup of hot milk and knocked on her room.

The door opened, revealing Bu Caiya's energetic face.

"Mom, are you still asleep?"

The Browns have been cultivating themselves over the years, and they have long developed the habit of going to bed early and getting up early.

Mrs. Bu saw her daughter's furious look, and said angrily: "What's more, you upstairs are banging, even if you fell asleep, you woke me up."

Bu Caiya stuck out her tongue, "Blame me, I promise I'll be lighter in a while."

Mrs. Bu handed her the hot milk, and Bu Caiya drank it in one gulp.

"How big is a man, even after drinking milk, his mouth still sticks." Mrs. Bu said so, but her eyes were doting.

Bu Caiya didn't pay much attention to it, she stuck out her tongue and rolled it, and wiped away the milk froth from the corner of her mouth.

"You..." Mrs. Bu was left speechless by her daughter's rude actions.

"Mom, go to sleep, I'll go to bed as soon as I'm done here."

Mrs. Bu didn't intend to leave, she walked into the room and helped her tidy up.

"Is my dad back yet?"

Dr. Brown is preparing the operation plan these days and often works overtime.

"I guess I'll be busy until the early hours of the morning." As if suddenly thinking of something, Mrs. Bu reminded: "When you're at school these few days, pay attention to yourself and try to go to crowded places."

Mrs. Bu's expression was suddenly serious, and Bu Caiya couldn't help but raise her heart, "Mom, do you and Dad have something to hide from me?"

Mrs. Bu sighed: "You are about to compete. We didn't tell you because we were worried about affecting you, but today I don't know why, my eyelids kept twitching, and I don't know if it's a bad warning."

"Mom, don't scare me." Bu Caiya was so startled that her voice was several decibels louder.

She wasn't worried about herself, but she was afraid that something would happen to her parents.

(End of this chapter)