"Aunt Qin, take a look at this."
After their facial skincare routine was finished, Lisa and Qin Lin got dressed.
Lisa pulled an admission ticket from her purse and handed it to Qin Lin.
"What is this?" Qin Lin asked curiously as she took it.
"The Night White Art Exhibition at Tangjia Exhibition Hall at 8 PM?"
Qin Lin's pupils dilated; she couldn't believe what she was seeing.
Ye Bai was her most admired painter. Several of her works were amazing and were hailed as the most collectible masterpieces of the contemporary era. She became famous overnight with "The Other Shore Flower". She had personally seen "Clouds and Mountains in Mist and Rain" at A Ye's birthday party.
She had always longed to meet Ye Bai in person and obtain an authentic piece from him; that would truly make her life complete.
"Ye Bai is actually going to hold an art exhibition in the capital? Why haven't I heard anything about something so important?"
Ye Bai is not only famous abroad, but also revered as a god in the domestic art circle.
If someone like that were to hold an art exhibition in the capital, the news would immediately cause a sensation.
But she didn't receive a single word of it.
"Ye Bai has always been low-key and mysterious. No one has ever seen her true appearance. I was just lucky enough to get this admission ticket. I heard that this admission ticket is only given to people that Ye Bai admires. No matter if the other party is a political or business tycoon or a famous scholar, as long as they don't catch his eye, he won't invite them."
"Is this reliable?" She was still not quite convinced that the always mysterious Ye Bai would actually hold an art exhibition.
"This admission ticket was issued by the Tang family. Given the Tang family's status and influence in the Chinese archaeological and art circles, they certainly wouldn't ruin their own reputation. Moreover, I've already had someone go to the UK Foundation headquarters to confirm that Ye Bai is currently in China, and this small-scale art exhibition was indeed organized by Ye Bai."
When she first heard that Ye Bai was going to hold an art exhibition, she was just as surprised as Qin Lin.
However, she soon confirmed that this was true.
Ye Bai has some connections with Jayne from the UK Foundation, and since Jayne himself admitted it, it can't be wrong.
Soon, Lisa came up with the idea of using someone else's flowers to present to Buddha.
I learned by chance that Qin Lin greatly admired Master Ye Bai and that her greatest wish was to meet him in person.
I wonder if Ye Bai will attend this art exhibition in person. Even if she doesn't, it would be worth the trip just to see her new works.
"So it must be true."
Qin Lin excitedly grasped Lisa's hand: "Child, I really don't know how to thank you. You are so kind."
"As long as Auntie is happy, that's all that matters. Besides, I happen to have two admission tickets, so I'll go with you tonight."
That's wonderful.
The two chatted and laughed as they left the beauty salon, and then went for afternoon tea together. After this meeting, Lisa successfully established a very good image in Qin Lin's mind.
Their relationship progressed further.
Bai family
Grandpa Bai was practicing calligraphy in his study.
Bai Yitang stood reluctantly to the side, grinding the powder for him.
"You're all grown up now, it's time for you to practice calligraphy properly."
"Grandpa, I don't have your talent. You should place your hopes on Bai Qianmo instead," Bai Yitang replied listlessly.
Making him practice calligraphy in his study is even more torturous than tying him to a tree and exposing him to the scorching sun.
Wouldn't it be better to play a few rounds of King of Glory instead?
When talking about his beloved granddaughter, the old man with white eyebrows raised proudly.
"Hmph, I don't need to worry about Qianmo at all. Her calligraphy skills have long since reached a level that doesn't need any instruction."
"Hehe, she's really my granddaughter, she's beautiful no matter how I look at her."
Old Bai glanced at his grandson.
You don't believe me?
It seems that apart from him, no one else in the Bai family knows about Bai Yatou's calligraphy.
"Although I admit that Bai Qianmo has some talent in certain areas, I don't believe that she is good at calligraphy."
After all, this girl grew up in the countryside with limited environment. Even if she had good personal qualities, the environment didn't allow it, so she probably didn't receive any basic training.
Old Bai wanted to refute, but suddenly paused for a second.
He then picked up a brush, dipped it in ink, and began to write on the rice paper.
Whether you believe it or not is not important.
The implication is that you have no status in the Bai family, your words carry no weight, and nobody takes you seriously.
It is not very harmful, but extremely insulting.
"Hmph, to make you give up, I'll personally find Bai Qianmo another day and have her write you a piece of calligraphy."
I'm waiting to prove you wrong.
Old Bai shook his head and smiled, then said nothing more.
Xu Hualan walked in.
"Dad, Old Tang is here."
Old Master Bai paused for a moment: "Why did this old man suddenly show up at our door?"
This old man is the kind of person who only visits the temple when he has a reason.
"Tell him to wait in the main room and that I have something to do right now."
"Old Tang seems quite anxious. Oh, right, he said he came to deliver something."
"Heh, what good stuff would this old codger send me? Looks like he's got his eye on one of my collections in my study and is trying to switch it out with something else." Old Bai scoffed.
We really learned a lot from this old fox and suffered quite a few losses.
Xu Hualan smiled.
It is said that the older you get, the more your personality becomes more simple and genuine. These old men are like children now, and they have conflicts every now and then.
"I just asked, and Old Tang said it was about Ye Bai."
"Ye Bai? Is that the great painter who is Grandpa's mysterious friend?" Bai Yitang asked curiously.
Old Bai frowned slightly, lost in thought.
Could it be that Bai Yatou gave Tang Lao another painting?
"Thud"
He tossed the calligraphy brush aside and said, "I'll go take a look."
We can't keep letting this old fox get away with things so easily.
Upon entering the lobby, one sees a gaunt figure sitting hunched over in front of a sofa, holding a cup of tea and slowly sipping it.
"A top-quality century-old red robe, it's all thanks to my niece Xu for spoiling this old man." Old Tang smiled as he looked at the gray-haired old man walking towards him.
Old Bai gave Xu Hualan a reproachful look.
This kid, usually quite shrewd, why is he serving this old fox such fine tea?
Xu Hualan lowered her eyes, pretending not to see.
Old Master Tang is a leading figure in the arts and culture world, and he is also renowned for his tea ceremony. It would be disrespectful for the Bai family to serve him tea.
The old man understood this as well.
The old man could deliberately embarrass Tang Lao, but as a junior, she naturally couldn't.
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