Although the old man looked very tired, he was very patient throughout the interview process. He admired her paintings, pointed out her shortcomings, and even gave her a pen.

That pen is the one he always carries with him.

I heard from the assistant that the old man treasured this pen very much and he was reluctant to give it away even after the younger generation in his family begged him several times.

She finally got admitted to Professor Yu's graduate program and became her last disciple.

However, the two have not met since then.

The old man is in poor health and has been refusing visitors.

But he suddenly died in an explosion before school started.

Their relationship as master and disciple was broken just like that.

Although Mr. Yu had only given her guidance once during the graduate student interview and had never given her formal classes, she always regarded her as her master. She didn't know if she would have the chance to become her disciple again in this life, so she was very much looking forward to it and kept working hard.

"By the way, Shanshan, you said that Mr. Yu is planning to stop writing. Why?"

"My mother said that she seems to be in poor health."

Wen Xi frowned.

As far as I remember, the old man's health problems started a few years later. Could it be the butterfly effect of my rebirth that caused many things to change?

I still remember that she ran to the hospital to see someone for the last time, but was turned away by her son.

"Shanshan, when will Master Yu come to pick up her last work?"

Just as Wen Xi was lost in thought, Yuan Ya couldn't wait to ask.

"I don't know about that. My mother will notify the customer as soon as the painting is mounted, but customers have their own schedules."

"Is that so?" Yuan Ya wiped the corner of her mouth gently with a tissue and said with a smile, "Shanshan, could you do me a favor?"

"help?"

Xu Shan was obviously not expecting Yuan Ya to ask her for help and was a little surprised.

"Squad leader, you must be joking. How can I help you?"

"It's not that difficult, actually." Yuan Ya enthusiastically helped her with some food while smiling, "I just want Mr. Yu to look at my paintings and give me some pointers."

If I can get Professor Yu's appreciation, my chances of getting into Y University will greatly increase.

Yuan Ya thought to herself that this opportunity had finally come to her, and she must seize it.

A national treasure-level painter like Professor Yu is not someone she can easily meet.

"If it's just about looking at the paintings, it's not a big problem. My mom has a pretty good relationship with her."

Xu Shan thought about it and said enthusiastically, "How about this, squad leader, go back and pick one or two works for me. I'll go back this weekend and ask my mother to help you take a look when Mr. Yu comes."

"Okay, then thank you in advance." Yuan Ya's brows lit up with joy.

I was originally thinking of asking her family to help introduce me... Forget it, let's just leave it at that for now and take it slow.

"By the way, Xixi, do you want to let Mr. Yu take a look? Aren't you going to apply to Y University? She's a professor there, maybe a few pointers might be helpful for your art exam."

Xu Shan turned her head to look at Wen Xi.

If Yuan Ya hadn't mentioned it today, she wouldn't have thought of this.

When Yuan Ya heard that Wen Xi also wanted to apply to Y University, she felt a little amused.

She wants to apply to Y University in her current condition?

It's simply wishful thinking.

However, even though he thought so in his heart, he still smiled politely.

"That's right, Xixi. Shanshan is right. Even if you don't pass the exam, it would be very beneficial for a master like Mr. Yu to give us some guidance."

He sounded as if he was thinking about Wen Xi, but his tone revealed a hint of contempt.

Wen Xi ignored it.