On the way home, Shen Huaiyu looked at Feng Lingyu's gloomy appearance and asked, "What's wrong? Aren't you happy that Master's wife brought you so many clothes?"
Feng Lingyu replied listlessly: "Happy... I'm very happy..."
Shen Huaiyu: “…” Look at your expression, do you look happy?
"Let's go find Sang Fu first and tell him the good news." Feng Lingyu suggested.
"Alright."
So the two of them went to Sang Fu's home.
Wei Wuyan was teasing Xiaohua with a dogtail grass when he saw Xiaohua's tail wagging and she ran towards the door excitedly.
"Xiaohua! Where are you running to?" Wei Wuyan shouted.
"You two are here. That's why this silly dog is so excited..." Wei Wuyan opened the door and saw Feng Lingyu and the other man standing at the door.
"We haven't knocked on the door yet? How did you know we were coming?" Feng Lingyu asked.
Wei Wuyan pointed at the little flower that was fawning at Feng Lingyu's feet, "This little thing must have smelled your scent and is scratching the door like crazy."
Wei Wuyan stepped aside to let the two people in. "Why are you here? Didn't Huaiyu go to register today?"
Feng Lingyu entered the yard and saw that Sang Fu was not there. "Where is Sang Fu? We are here to look for him."
"Brother Sang went out to buy something. He should be back soon. You guys sit for a while." Wei Wuyan went into the house and poured out two glasses of water.
Feng Lingyu saw that Wei Wuyan was in very good spirits, completely different from when he first met him.
"You didn't go out with Wang Minghui today?" Feng Lingyu asked.
Now Wei Wuyan follows Wang Minghui out every day to manage the black market business, and applies some of the things that Sang Fu gave him in real life.
He is now considered a good helper to Wang Minghui.
"I went out for a while this morning, and I will come back in the afternoon to complete the task assigned to me by Brother Sang." Wei Wuyan never thought that he would have to attend classes every day at this age.
However, Sang Fu's insights and knowledge are indeed very good. Under his guidance, Wei Wuyan clearly felt his own progress.
"Don't be so conceited. If someone else had such a good teacher teaching them one-on-one, they would probably be moved to tears."
Just as they were chatting, Sang Fu came back.
"Did you go buy paint?"
These things are hard to buy nowadays.
"When I was using the alias Zhao Biesan, I met a friend who had one at home. I went to ask him and bought it for me," Sang Fu replied.
"I mean, you dressed yourself dirty again when you went out today." Wei Wuyan suddenly realized.
"Why are you here today?" Sang Fu went into the house to change his clothes and walked back to the yard.
Feng Lingyu raised an eyebrow, "I found a master for you today!"
Sang Fu was puzzled, "Master? What master are you looking for for me?"
"Master Wuxin, do you know?"
"How could I not know Master Wuxin? Do you mean that the master you found for me is Master Wuxin?!" Sang Fu said anxiously.
When he was young, although his paintings received a lot of praise, he never succeeded in becoming Master Wuxin's apprentice.
People outside are saying that Master Wuxin does not accept disciples.
How did Feng Lingyu find Master Wuxin and get him to accept him as his disciple?
"How's it going? Are you happy? Get ready, we'll go and become your apprentice tomorrow!"
Sang Fu still couldn't believe that the thing he had always dreamed of was delivered to him so easily?
"You wouldn't have met a liar, right? Master Wuxin is indifferent to fame and fortune, and there hasn't been any new works circulated in a long time..." Sang Fu was afraid that Feng Lingyu had really met a liar, after all, she didn't understand painting.
Feng Lingyu: “…” That’s because she is now obsessed with making clothes and of course has no time to paint.
Feng Lingyu: "Anyway, you should be prepared. You will know if it is true when you meet him tomorrow. You can't deceive people with painting skills."
"Okay!" Although Sang Fu tried his best to act calm, his unconsciously shaking legs betrayed his good mood.
Wei Wuyan was confused, "Is the Master Wuxin you are talking about very powerful?"
In the past, he only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, and he really doesn't know anything about this kind of things.
"Master Wuxin is the greatest painter alive today. Isn't that amazing? I heard that he became famous at a young age. One of his paintings is worth a fortune. Many people beg to collect his paintings, but he remains unmoved. He paints based on his mood."
Sang Fu was very excited when talking about the person he admired most.
Judging from Sang Fu’s appearance, he will be excited for a while.
So Feng Lingyu said goodbye.
Before leaving, she told Sang Fu, "By the way, nothing else matters tomorrow. You must dress up nicely. Remember, don't let your face down."
Sang Fu didn't understand, but he still kept the matter in his heart.
The next day, Wei Wuyan heard Xiaohua scratching at the door outside. Knowing that the little thing was hungry, he resigned himself to his fate and got up from the bed.
"Really? You're a dog and your meals are pretty regular..." Wei Wuyan complained as he opened the door.
"What the hell..." Wei Wuyan was halfway through yawning when he was startled by Sang Fu who was standing in the yard.
"Brother Sang? Why...why are you standing in the yard so early?"
"Look at me, am I dressed appropriately today?" Sang Fu asked.
Wei Wuyan looked at Sang Fu, whose style was very different from before, and nodded and said, "Very appropriate..."
"That's good. Xiaoyu told me yesterday to dress up nicely when I go to meet Master Wuxin." Sang Fu felt relieved.
He struggled for a long time last night and finally decided to wear a gray suit, which at least looked more formal.
"Do you think I should put some hair oil on?"
"Ah? No need, it's better to keep it fresh."
After a while, Wei Wuyan couldn't help it anymore, "Um, Brother Sang, why don't you take off your suit? It's too formal."
"Really?" Sang Fu hesitated.
"Just wear a white shirt. You have a pretty face, and a suit will make you look old." Wei Wuyan is not good at other things, but he is good at eating, drinking and having fun.
Sang Fu finally listened to Wei Wuyan's advice and went out simply.
Feng Lingyu saw Sang Fu nodded with satisfaction. With this look, he was basically halfway there.
"Relax, you'll be fine." Feng Lingyu saw Sang Fu straighten his back and knew he was nervous, so she comforted him.
"Okay." Sang Fu responded dryly.
Then Feng Lingyu saw him clasping his hands and feet.
Feng Lingyu: ...
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