Zeng Jizong couldn't bear it any longer: "Old Wang, you have to be a decent person! We are all watching here, why are you...!"
Song Nan was confused by the group of people in front of him and couldn't react for a while.
Seeing that Song Nan didn't agree to Wang Qiwen's proposal, Zeng Jizong volunteered: "Miss Song, what do you think of me? I'm a more thoughtful person, unlike Wang Qiwen, that rough guy!"
Painter A was too weak to show weakness: "Ms. Song, don't listen to Wang Qiwen's nonsense. Your talent for painting is unprecedented and unparalleled! Wang Qiwen just wants to monopolize you, so he said you don't have talent! Don't let him fool you!"
Seeing the three people arguing endlessly, the other painters could no longer stay:
Painter B: "Ms. Song, Miss Song, please choose me as your master. My family is rich, with countless money!"
Painter C: "Ms. Song, being rich is nothing. I have power! If you become my apprentice, I'll make sure you can run rampant in City A!"
Painter D: "Ms. Song, don't underestimate them. Money and power are so vulgar! I have many smart and cute children at home who can play with you!"
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Song Nan was surrounded by them, looking as pitiful as a lamb to be slaughtered.
Song Nan waited until they had finished speaking, then raised his head weakly and said timidly, "Grandpas, can you listen to me for a moment?"
Wang Qiwen waved his hand and said, "Little girl from the Song family, just tell us who you choose as your master. We will support you!"
"But..." Wang Qiwen's eyes rolled around: "Choosing an old man like me is even better!"
Zeng Jizong couldn't stand it any longer and stepped forward to slap Wang Qiwen on the back of the head: "Old Wang, this is fair competition, you better have some shame!"
Wang Qiwen smiled awkwardly: "I know, I know..."
After saying that, he looked at Song Nan with anticipation, as if it would be a heinous crime if Song Nan did not choose him.
Song Nan was stared at by Wang Qiwen, and she was also at a loss, but she still spoke: "Thank you all for your kindness. Song Nan knows that her ability is limited, and her painting is not very good..."
Before Song Nan could finish her words, she was interrupted: "No way, Miss Song was born to paint, there is no need to be so low-key."
Song Nan smiled slightly at the person who spoke: "Um... Thank you, but Song Nan has already decided to enter the entertainment industry to sing, so I'm afraid I can't be your apprentice..."
"What? Singing!" Song Nan was interrupted again. "Miss Song, you have such great talent, why don't you learn to paint, but instead plunge into the entertainment industry? I heard it's not a clean place!"
Song Nan smiled and said, "No, my brother said he would protect me. Besides, I have my own goals when I enter the entertainment industry."
Song Nan got off the chair, stood up straight, and bowed deeply to the painters: "I'm sorry, I may have betrayed your trust..."
"Oh! Girl, why are you doing this? You have your own plans, and we all support them. Although it's sad that you can't pursue painting with such a good talent, we will still support your decision!" Zeng Jizong hurriedly stepped forward to help Song Nan up.
Wang Qiwen was indeed hit hard: "Singing..."
Song Nan looked at him apologetically. "I'm sorry, Grandpa Wang. If you need me in the future, please feel free to ask. This is my way of repaying you all for your kindness."
Zeng Jizong stroked his white beard and said, "Ah, girl, you are too polite. We have nothing else to do. You are so talented, we just hope that you can practice painting more in your spare time to bring glory to our country's painting art."
"I will!" Song Nan said firmly.
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