The ear-piercing laughter still echoed in Li Yi's ears.
Perhaps it was because Li Yi had been in the limelight the night before…
He made Albert, as well as the other students in the class, feel dissatisfied with him, and even jealous…
This ridicule and ridicule was even more unrestrained than before.
......
Li Yi looked up.
The mocking faces looked exceptionally ferocious.
Li Yi did not say anything else.
Because at this moment, any rebuttal or action would be futile. It would only show one's cowardice and powerlessness.
As long as he silently continued to work hard and walked further and further on the path of becoming a professional artist, that would be the best counterattack!
In fact.
There were only a few days left until the professional artist assessment.
......
Li Yi sat back in the corner.
At the right time.
Albert's words attracted Li Yi's attention.
......
"Do you know that the annual professional artist assessment happens after graduation from the major art universities?”
Li Yi saw it from the corner of his eye.
Albert said loudly as he sat on the desk.
There were boys and girls standing around him.
After receiving an affirmative answer, Albert smiled in satisfaction. Then, he said,
"All these years…"
"Among the graduates of every school, whether or not someone can directly pass the professional artist assessment has become an important criterion for the school's teaching quality evaluation!”
Albert spoke with assurance, recounting the news he had heard from somewhere.
"It has been many years since our school has had a graduate who can pass the assessment directly.”
"So... The school leaders had set up a small class this year!”
" This small class has gathered the most outstanding graduates…"
"At that time, the school will invite artists who have just entered the Hall of Fame to conduct an intensive training for them!”
......
The first half of Albert's words were known to everyone, but the second half was not public information.
His words shocked everyone.
Li Yi listened even more carefully.
......
"A student from our class has also been selected!”
Ebert paused for a moment, whetting the students 'appetites, before speaking loudly.
"He is our student Pascal Marye!”
Albert's words immediately caused everyone to turn their gazes in another direction.
Over there.
A tall and slender young man with brown hair and eyes sat quietly.
His temperament revealed some nobility. It was said that he was the descendant of a noble.
When he saw everyone's gaze, he nodded slightly.
......
"Did you see that?"
"This is true strength."
"Unlike some people who only want to take shortcuts…"
Albert looked in the direction Li Yi was sitting and said deliberately.
......
In the corner.
After Li Yi heard the news, his body tensed up and his mind became clearer.
The feeling of being in the limelight at the graduation party quickly disappeared…
He realized once again that he was still nothing!
Just a simple tune,'To the Rhyme of Poetry', could not make him a respectable existence…
The reports in the media and newspapers were nothing more than provocative traffic…
His classmates did not care about him.
It was the same for the teachers and professors…
To them, that night's " To the Rhyme of Poetry " might have only surprised them briefly…
After that, perhaps he would just praise her casually and then casually throw it to the back of his mind.
......
" An assessment for professional artists?"
Li Yi lowered his head, a strand of hair hanging by his eyes.
His eyes narrowed.
In the depths of his eyes, there was a naked ambition.
......
The teacher in the class came.
He led the students to the final graduation ceremony.
Li Yi followed silently, as if he was invisible.
......
In the auditorium.
The class teacher, Pierre Surage, led the students to line up, waiting for the principal to award the certificate and straighten their tassels.
It was about to reach Li Yi.
Pierre Surage looked at the young Li Yi and was stunned.
After a long while, he seemed to have remembered this student.
He patted Li Yi's shoulder and smiled."
"Good lad."
"You really surprised me last night.”
He first praised her, then said,
"Alright, hurry up."
"The principal is waiting for you."
Li Yi wasn't moved at all by the form teacher's praise.
Instead, he was even more convinced that his performance the night before was not as influential as he had imagined.
......
Li Yi went onstage.
The old principal, Mark Bustamant, adjusted Li Yi's collar and adjusted the flow of the hat for him.
"You played beautifully the night before last.”
The old dean looked at Li Yi and recognized him. He praised him.
After that, the dean awarded Li Yi his degree certificate and took a photo with him like every other student before him.
So...
Li Yi left.
The old principal's praise might have come from the bottom of her heart, but it was more of a polite form of social interaction.
He really felt that Li Yi played well and had good skills.
Why didn't the school take him in?
......
Li Yi's heart turned cold…
He held his degree certificate, graduation certificate…
He left the class alone and walked out of the campus.
In the end, no one noticed his departure.
'To the Rhyme of Poetry' was very moving and beautiful…
However, when people, especially professional artists, listened to it a few more times and paid attention to its performance skills…
One would realize that it was just a beginner apprentice skill.
Therefore, they would naturally look down on him.
To an arrogant person, it was nothing more than this.
......
Li Yi took one last look at the school after he left.
He didn't miss it.
He turned around and walked away.
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