Forget it, it doesn't matter anymore. Now all I want is to help grandma fulfill her little wish.
I will repay the favor later.
With Yun Wanning here, Mo Qingyuan could be said to have spoken to the Jiang family in a friendly tone from beginning to end. He even patiently answered one or two of Jiang Yanyue's occasional questions.
Such a good attitude made Jiang Yubai even more curious about Yun Wanning's identity.
Time passed slowly, and for a while the only voices in the office were those of Grandma Jiang and Mo Qingyuan.
"Do you like Teacher Huang Ruining?"
Before they knew it, they were talking about Huang Ruining. Mo Qingyuan was indeed a little surprised by the result.
Although the other party didn't really like him, he was really happy about the result. He thought that not many people in this world remembered him.
Grandma Jiang smiled and nodded. "Yes. Although I'm a little embarrassed, I heard that the only remaining work of Master Huang Ruining is in the hands of you and another mysterious disciple."
Speaking of this, Grandma Jiang smiled a little embarrassedly and waved her hands quickly.
"But don't worry, I didn't come here today to compete with you for Mr. Huang's posthumous work. I still hope you can help me paint a picture. In fact, your paintings have something in common with Mr. Huang Ruining's paintings."
Mo Qingyuan nodded, and inadvertently looked back at Yun Wanning who was playing with her mobile phone with her head down, and the corners of his mouth curled up.
"Then you may not understand. To Teacher Huang Ruining, my junior sister is the one who is most like a teacher. Her works are now more famous than mine."
No one noticed that when Mo Qingyuan said the second half of the sentence, the girl who was playing with her mobile phone suddenly paused.
But he soon returned to normal and continued to scroll through his phone, looking at the new things happening every day.
Junior sister?
For some reason, Jiang Yubai suddenly looked up at the girl who was playing with her mobile phone, and subconsciously thought of the changes that happened to Yun Wanning in the Jiang family's old house.
Looking at the other person playing with his phone, he pursed his lips.
"Of course I know that. But your junior sister seems to have disappeared for some time and has never been seen. Even her previous works are now priceless. Her name seems to be... Ning?"
When he said the last word, Jiang Yubai suddenly raised his eyes and looked at the very calm girl opposite him, his eyes slightly narrowed.
Is it an illusion, or did I guess wrong?
Ning? Was it really unrelated to Ning? In fact, considering Yun Wanning's previous reaction, he really doubted it. But this guy was inexplicably calm now...
Mo Qingyuan smiled, but the smile in his eyes was a little unclear. "It's okay. I believe you will meet her by chance later."
As he spoke, he began to ask Grandma Jiang about her requirements for the painting.
I don’t know how much time passed, but Mo Qingyuan wrote down Grandma Jiang’s request, and the meeting was over.
Yun Wanning looked at the man who had come to her side at some point and raised an eyebrow. "Mr. Jiang, don't you need to be at the company? With your current position, you should be quite busy, right?"
Aren't CEOs like him usually very busy? Oh, except for a hands-off boss like me.
Jiang Yubai smiled, and the smile on his face was very sincere.
"Thanks to you, I'm here with grandma now. I also want to see what kind of person Master Mo is. Thank you so much for this."
This answer can be said to be a good answer to this question.
Lu Xingchuan, who was suddenly stood up, said: "..."
Sometimes when I'm out and about, I really want to call the police.
After leaving Mo Qingyuan's studio, the smile on the girl's face disappeared all of a sudden. She turned her head and looked at Mo Qingyuan with innocent eyes, and her hands felt itchy.
To be honest, if Jiang Yubai and the others hadn't been here, she really wanted to beat someone up.
"Just paint. Why talk nonsense for no reason?"
She could clearly feel Jiang Yubai's gaze just now. If it weren't for her strong psychological quality, she would have been exposed.
Mo Qingyuan spread his hands indifferently.
"I'm telling the truth. Ning's painting style is more like my teacher's than mine. And you should have heard me just now. I originally wanted Ning's work, but now I can't find Ning, so I had no choice but to come to me. Actually, I like Ning more."
As he said this, Mo Qingyuan sighed.
"I just think they're sincere, so I'm telling the truth. Okay, I'm going to paint now. Please... all those who are not involved, please leave. Thank you."
Yun Wanning: “…”
This is really awful. Has this guy become so rampant now?
After leaving the studio, Yun Wanning was about to drive away when the sound of a text message came.
I looked down and saw an email on my phone screen.
Clicking on it, I saw an invitation to the Beijing Chinese Painting Competition. It seemed like I had already passed the registration stage, so the next step was to participate in the competition.
The courses at Kyoto University are still going on. Perhaps because of the recent start of the city-level Chinese painting competition, many people at Kyoto University are discussing this matter.
At this time, in the classroom.
Yang Tianwei looked at the work in front of her and nodded with satisfaction. The vibration in her pocket woke her up, and seeing the successful registration result on her phone, her mood became even better.
So what if I'm isolated by my roommates now, and laughed at by the whole school for what happened before? Who hasn't failed?
As long as I participate in the city-level competition and write down my results, who will look down on me? By then, even if they come to curry favor with me, I won’t pay any attention!
Now that she had just been accepted, she had already begun imagining what would happen next. This had made her feel even better, and she could almost hum a song while holding the paintbrush.
In the blink of an eye, time passed quickly.
Yun Wanning looked at the person who came to the classroom door again and sighed.
Why hadn't I noticed this little sister was so clingy before? Or had she been possessed by someone else, like in the novels? And now she was constantly looking for her at their classroom door, even though there was clearly nothing going on.
"Classmate Yun, nice to see you again!"
The person who was standing at the door of the classroom and didn't dare to come in before now came in happily, came to Yun Wanning's side, and started feeding her as usual.
"Mr. Yun, try this! It's from a new dim sum restaurant in Beijing. It's delicious!"
The girl looked at the familiar logo on it and sighed.
This little girl is really energetic every day.
"No thanks, I haven't finished the little cake you gave me before."
The daily feeding made Jiang Yanyue and the other girls think that she had found a boyfriend. It took eight hundred times of questioning before she finally explained clearly.
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