Xia Wanyuan's words hit the office like thunder,

In addition to Professor Zhang, the other three people are shocked. They have all seen big waves. But when they face such a beautiful young girl and say that they are the former master of late summer, they still think it's impossible.

"Hello, may I have your name, please?" After all, the leader is the leader, the face of consternation quickly disappeared, as if nothing had happened.

"President Yang, this is the old master Xia who I highly recommend to the school," Professor Zhang also stood up to help Xia Wanyuan introduce.

Next to him, the heads of literature department and art department also stood up and looked at Xia Wanyuan suspiciously,

"Lao Zhang, are you sure this little girl is yuan Wanxia?" President Yang no longer believes in Xia Wanyuan, but he believes in Professor Zhang.

"I'm sure." Zhang jiaodan,

Principal Yang reluctantly pulled out a smile and reached out to Xia Wanyuan, "then please sit down."

Xia Wanyuan sat down at the reception table.

The leaders of the university still didn't get back to it. They sat close and looked at it. It used to be that late summer was too beautiful, and they were no more than 25 years old. How could they be the master talents who were just competing with the literature department and the art department?

"What's your original name, please?"

"Xia Wanyuan."

"It seems to coincide with the name of a female star in the entertainment industry," principal Yang said with a smile, trying to ease the awkward atmosphere in the office,

"I'm the actress." Xia Wanyuan's words reduced the atmosphere of the office to freezing point,

"Oh, oh, oh?" President Yang was a little stunned,

He never paid attention to the entertainment industry. He knew the name of Xia Wanyuan because he heard it last night when his wife was at home educating his son who was a Star chaser.

The rebellious son of his family was just in his adolescence. He bought a lot of posters of Xia Wanyuan at home and was told by his mother every day.

Now the female star is sitting in front of her, and she also tells herself that she is the respected Master of traditional Chinese painting. In Yuan Wanxia's opinion, President Yang thinks it's mysterious.

"That's right," principal Yang said with a slight cough after receiving the hint from the two department heads. "To tell you the truth, Miss Xia, you are too young. You have a profound knowledge of literature, calligraphy and painting. We have to confirm whether you are really the former teacher of late Xia."

"No problem, of course." Xia Wanyuan nodded.

"Well, let's go to the painting and calligraphy room in the next building, where there are all kinds of tools."

With that, President Yang stood up and took them to the next building.

When we got to the painting and calligraphy room, there were all kinds of tools in it. "Miss Xia, do you mind if we watch here?"

"You can see it." Xia Wanyuan put down his bag and went to the desk.

The ink on the table had been ground and the rice paper had been spread out. Xia Wanyuan looked around and saw the beautiful lotus flowers blooming outside the window,

Pick up the pen, dip it in the ink and drop it on the paper.

The director of the art department is staring at her eyes. She doesn't even have a draft, or even an idea. She paints directly. Either Xia Wanyuan doesn't know how to draw at all, or she has a deep foundation and doesn't need these things at all.

Looking at Xia Wanyuan's young and delicate face, the director of the art department couldn't believe that she would be the latter.