Now that’s good, we’ve brought shame upon ourselves abroad.

Apart from this, Zhong Manhua really couldn't think of any place in Ying Zijin that would make the honorary teacher of the O-European Royal Academy of Art come to Qingzhi in person.

Of course, she had heard of Berg Bryan.

When she was choosing a painting teacher for Xiaoxuan, the teacher strongly recommended Berg.

It can be said that Berg represents the pinnacle of European Baroque oil painting today.

At the Royal Academy of Art in Europe alone, there are countless students who want to become Berg's disciples.

But Berg had a very strange temper, even worse than Sheng Qingtang. He also had confiscated no disciples and only occasionally gave guidance to the younger generation.

Zhong Manhua's heart ached whenever she thought about being pointed at by others when she went out.

It happens again.

If it was Xiaoxuan, she would never let her lose face.

"Sister-in-law, what's wrong with you?" Ying Luwei looked at Zhong Manhua's face turning from green to white, and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Zhong Manhua pressed her solar plexus and calmed her breathing. "Is Mr. Berg still in Qingzhi?"

"When I left school, the principal was with him." Ying Luwei, "They should have gone to look for Xiaojin, and they may still be there."

"Prepare the car." Hearing this, Zhong Manhua stood up and immediately made a decision, "Let's go to Qingzhi now."

She had to admit her mistake before things got out of hand.

"Qingzhi is familiar to me. I will go with my sister-in-law." Ying Luwei handed the medicinal food to the housekeeper and reminded him, "Please take good care of the old lady."

The housekeeper said respectfully: "Don't worry, Miss Lu Wei, the old lady won't make any mistakes."

After the explanation, Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei went to Qingzhi

——

Qingzhi Middle School.

The principal felt a little torn when he heard the errand boy's reply.

Given Berg's status, not to mention coming to Qingzhi, even if he went to Imperial Capital University, students studying painting would definitely vie to come and see him.

this……

However, to the principal's surprise, Berg was in a very good mood this time.

He waved his hand generously: "It's okay, just ask her when she is free, I'll wait for her here."

The principal who realized the double standards: "..."

This time he was completely torn apart.

"Oh." The younger brother didn't know Berg, so he scratched his head, "Are you anxious? If you are, I'll go talk to you again."

"No hurry, no hurry." Berg was in a good mood. "I will stay in Shanghai for the next few days. I will be available whenever she is free."

headmaster:"……"

That's not what you just said.

"Okay." I thought this foreigner was easy to talk to.

Just as he was about to run back, he heard Berg say, "Hey, wait, can you help me ask her if she likes Kino Feng very much?"

——

After I brought this message to Class 19, I saw their father Ying raise his beautiful eyes, but his expression was very cold.

"I don't like him. He talks too much. I want to bury him."

"Then bury him." The younger brother offered his courtesy, "Dad Ying, where is he? Brothers, go and put a sack over him right away."

Xiu Yu said faintly: "He has been dead underground for hundreds of years. Go ahead."

The younger brother was confused: "..."

"Dad Ying, your joke is really funny." Xiu Yu put a hand on the girl's shoulder, "You haven't met him, how do you know he is a chatterbox?"

There are many records about Kino Von, but most of them praise how good he was at painting.

He was born in 1623 and died in 1709.

He left behind hundreds of paintings in his lifetime, which were extremely brilliant.

All the oil paintings that still exist are displayed in major museums in Europe.

There are also two paintings in the Imperial Capital Museum, where Xiu Yu saw Chino Feng's masterpiece.

"Because..." Ying Zijin remained indifferent, "He would read the Bible while painting, and he used Latin."

The noise gave her a headache.

Xiu Yu: “???”

No, what is this operation?

No, why did she believe their father Ying’s serious nonsense?

Kino Feng has been dead for more than three hundred years, and his bones have probably turned to ashes.

But then again, Xiu Yu thought about it.

She had visited Kino Feng's former residence in Europe, and she still remembered that his study was filled with various versions of the Bible.

"Dad Ying, that's awesome." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up. "You're the only one who can tell a story, and it's very realistic."

Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped and his eyes narrowed slightly.

She never reminisced about the past.

There are too many memories, they are forgotten quickly and are very complicated.

But she still remembers the three hundred years in ancient O Continent quite clearly.

She studied oil painting with Chino for three years and spent most of her time listening to him talk.

The introduction resulted in her being able to recite the Bible fluently in Latin without even reading it.

It’s true that painting is good, but it’s also true that people are annoying.

As long as he doesn't talk, he's still a lovely old man.

She had gone to see him when Kino died.

Every year thereafter, she would go to his tombstone and present a bouquet of white irises until she left this earth.

Chino is one of her many teachers on Earth.

Unfortunately, Chino is just an ordinary person, and she can't extend his life.

Ying Zijin withdrew his thoughts and returned his attention to his phone.

She used her free time in the past two days to upgrade her nok account to level B, and her growth value has reached 4,000.

She only needs 1,000 to enter the hidden section of nok.

In fact, she also knows what is discussed in the hidden sections.

This is the true face of this world.

What ordinary people see is just the tip of the iceberg.

Of course, world-class secrets cannot be exposed, otherwise it will cause panic.

The nok forum is just an organization responsible for keeping these secrets.

Ying Zijin lowered his eyes and looked at his new B-level bounty.

The person who offered the reward sent her a private message.

[Are you a newcomer?] Do you really have medicine that can remove the scars on my body? I went to many doctors, but it was useless and my condition got worse.]

Ying Zijin’s words are concise and to the point.

【Address, receive the package in three days. 】

Although the person who offered the reward was a little skeptical, he still sent the address.

[If your medicine is useless, you won’t get any growth points, but if it’s effective, I can offer an additional reward. 】

Ying Zijin glanced at the address and prepared to send the package out soon.

The younger brother also remembered the important matter: "Dad Ying, he said he is waiting for you, you can come anytime you are free."

Ying Zijin thought about it for a while, and stood up: "Then I will go to see him now."

——

This way.

Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei have already arrived at Qingzhi.

A month later, the rash on Ying Luwei's face had healed.

She went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, but the doctor still couldn't find anything.

If she hadn't been suffering from the rash for a month, Ying Luwei would have suspected that she was dreaming.

"Sister-in-law, Mr. Berg and the others should be here." Ying Luwei smiled, "I'll take you there."

"Wait a moment." Zhong Manhua took out a mask from her bag and put it on, covering her face tightly.

"Sister-in-law, you..." Ying Luwei seemed to be stunned for a moment, then understood, "I heard from other teachers that Xiaojin has been doing very well in school recently and even won an award at the art festival."

Zhong Manhua was annoyed as soon as she stopped talking: "Okay, Lu Wei, stop talking about this, let's go first."

Ying Luwei knows what the right degree is, and also knows when to say what to achieve better results.

So he didn't say anything more, just pursed his lips and smiled.

The two came to the teaching building.

It's four o'clock now, which is the break time.

There are many students, and many of them know Ying Luwei.

Because Ying Luwei rarely comes to school and only teaches an English class occasionally.

Distance creates beauty, and most students like her.

"Teacher Ying."

"Hello, Teacher Ying."

Ying Luwei greeted everyone with a smile.

Zhong Manhua felt a little uncomfortable and waited anxiously.

After waiting for five minutes, she finally saw a familiar figure walking out of the teaching building.

"Zijin." Zhong Manhua stepped forward immediately and deliberately lowered her voice, "Zijin, Mom has something to tell you. Pack your things first and leave the school with Mom."

However, Ying Zijin didn't even look at her.

Although he was walking in her direction, it was obvious that he was not looking for her.

Zhong Manhua frowned, anger rising.

Just as she was about to step forward and forcibly pull the girl away, an impatient voice came from behind her.

“Make way, make way!”

Berg was extremely anxious and ran over impatiently without even looking at Zhong Manhua.

Zhong Manhua was knocked to the side and her foot in high heels was twisted, but Ying Luwei supported her in time.

"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Ying Luwei was worried. "I'll take you to the infirmary first. Xiaojin has already seen it. I'll tell the students here. It won't be too late to come back later."

Berg was so strong that Zhong Manhua gasped in pain.

She glanced at her ankle and saw that it was swollen.

Hearing this, she did not refuse and had to let Ying Luwei support her and walk.

Ying Luwei took Zhong Manhua to the infirmary, walked a few steps, and pretended to look back casually.

Naturally, she recognized that it was Berg Bryan, so how could she let Zhong Manhua act as a peacemaker?

Her reputation has been ruined, and Ying Zijin has no chance of getting well.

However, when she turned around, she saw Berg fell to his knees with a bang.

He learned the very pious etiquette of paying homage to his teacher from the classic Chinese novels.

He clasped his hands together with a sincere expression: "Master Ying, please accept me as your disciple."