Fu Yunmo walked up to him, reached out and helped him up: "Mr. Lai, this matter has nothing to do with you. I am giving you the painting of streams and clouds that I just drew as a way of thanking you for your fair pursuit of the truth for me."
Lai Xian was deeply moved upon hearing this. That painting was an absolute masterpiece. Even if it wasn't the first one, it was priceless because it was by Mr. Yun.
He spoke, wanting to refuse: "This..."
Fu Yunmo saw through his thoughts and interrupted him, saying, "As a teacher, your job is to urge students to correct their mistakes when they make them. You have already done that; it is he who is stubborn and refuses to see the error of his ways."
After saying that, he gently patted his shoulder and said, "That is, after all, his life. He should take responsibility for it himself. You can't do it for him."
These two sentences, though simple, warmed Lai Hsien's heart.
Compared to before, I'm not as heartbroken; at this moment, my heart is filled with gratitude: "Thank you."
He called to one of his bodyguards, "Xiao Zhao, see the two elders out."
The bodyguard approached and said, "Gentlemen, please."
This farce came to an end after the two elderly people passed away.
Jiang Enren's fans felt very heavy-hearted at this moment. They all bowed to Fu Yunmo and Tang Yaoyao to apologize, which was also a farewell to the calligrapher and painter they had once admired.
Tang Yaoyao watched the group of girls leave and let out a soft sigh.
Those who do bad things will receive the appropriate punishment, no matter what.
Jiang Enren will never be able to enter the world of calligraphy and painting again in his lifetime; in fact, mentioning him is a disgrace to this circle.
Tang Yaoyao's fans originally wanted to leave quietly.
Suddenly, she called out, "Wait a minute, all of you."
Everyone turned to look at her, blinking their eyes: "Brother Yao, is there anything you need?"
Tang Yaoyao is actually very grateful to these twenty fans; they are well-behaved, rational, and beautiful.
A gentle smile curved her lips as she waved her hand, saying, "Come closer, all of you."
Everyone was very excited after hearing this and walked over to her.
Tang Yaoyao looked up at the sweet smiles on the girls' faces and whispered, "Thank you."
Upon hearing this, one or two younger fans were so excited that they cried.
Tang Yaoyao smiled, her smile filled with endless tenderness, her fox-like eyes sparkling with a quiet brightness: "Alright, stop crying, let's talk about something practical."
"What?"
Do you need an autograph?
Honestly, this is really practical for the fans.
"Yes, yes, yes!"
Afterwards, Tang Yaoyao spent a few minutes signing autographs for the little girls.
Everyone was thrilled to receive the autographs: "Thank you, Brother Yao. You must stay healthy and get well soon."
"Mm." Seeing the smiles on the girls' faces, my heart warmed. I reminded them, "You all seem to be students. You should prioritize your studies and stop staying up all night to support your idols. Otherwise, you'll become bald at such a young age. Be a healthy fan, okay?"
Upon hearing this, everyone's eyes welled up with tears. It turned out that Yao Ge knew about their late-night efforts to boost the rankings; she had always been paying attention to her true fans.
"Brother Yao, you deserve it."
“Brother Yao, I suspect you’ve installed surveillance cameras on us.”
Tang Yaoyao smiled, exuding charm: "Good to know, but you must be a good girl and listen to me."
"Um."
After seeing off a group of children, Tang Yaoyao was in a great mood.
Little did she know that this action would gain her a new wave of casual fans.
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