"Robert, I'm going to accompany my child to study, you should go back to Yunshi Technology." Shen Junyan stood up and prepared to leave.
Robert's brows were filled with worry: "Master, your illness..."
Shen Junyan raised his hand decisively to stop his persuasion.
"Don't worry, I will try my best to overcome it. I know who I should hate."
Robert finally breathed a sigh of relief.
It seems that the young master is ready to challenge his inner demons.
I just wonder if he changed his mindset just for Xiao Yunnuan...
As Shen Junyan just walked to the elevator, Jin Jianyi hurriedly followed him.
"Are you ready for a meeting?" Shen Junyan asked casually.
Jin Jianyi respectfully presented him with a smartphone and a mechanical watch.
"Palace Master, your belongings. Your phone has been fully charged and your watch has been calibrated."
Shen Junyan was so focused on finding little Naituanzi to smooth things over that he forgot about these two important things.
This watch was once my father Shen Shi’s favorite. Seeing it always brings back those beautiful memories of father and son.
As for mobile phones, although they don’t have any special meaning, all the daily affairs of the company and Tanlang Palace have to be done on them.
After wearing the watch, turn on your phone.
Missed calls, voicemails, text messages, WeChat messages, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, one message after another flooded in like a tide.
Why did Gu Zheng and Tang Xiao, these two dads, call him so many times and send him so many messages?
He flipped through the pages one by one and realized that Yun Nuan had been trying to find him since he "disappeared" yesterday afternoon.
The two dads bombarded him because they couldn't bear to see their baby daughter suffer any injustice.
After leaving the complex, he politely called them back one by one.
Gu Zheng told him to comfort Xiao Yunnuan.
Tang Xiao was much more irritable and started to rant as soon as he answered the phone. Fortunately, his temper subsided quickly and he even invited him to his home for dinner to repair the relationship between the brother and sister.
After hanging up the phone, for some reason, my eyes felt slightly hot.
Shen Junyan couldn't help but look up at the blue sky.
It was obvious that Gu Zheng, Tang Xiao and others had already treated him as family.
This made him hesitate about his plan.
Time goes back to when Yun Nuan was brought back to the capital. During that period, in order to make the old man of the Shen family, Shen Wangchang, believe that Mo Yun Nuan was the only bloodline of his father Shen Shi, he planned and created a perfect chain of evidence.
And a week later, when Yun Nuan's assessment was complete, it was the day he and the Shen family agreed to take her back to recognize her ancestors...
On the other side, Yun Nuan came to the studio, found a corner, and prepared to practice painting.
Only one week left to review.
She believed that she had almost mastered the basic subjects, but she still needed to take the time to familiarize herself with the painting skills.
Early in the morning, she came to the studio alone and opened her painting kit.
In addition to painting supplies, the mezzanine is thoughtfully filled with a few thin books.
Most of them talk about various basic painting techniques, and there is also a collection of master paintings for appreciation.
She took it out and looked through it, and indeed found the masterpiece of her master Sheng Guangyi.
There is also a brief introduction about him and a famous quote at the bottom of the work.
——In painting, state of mind comes first and technique comes second. Only when you paint what you think in your heart can the painting have soul.
Yun Nuan thought for a moment and nodded with deep feeling.
My mother used to say something similar when she was painting.
“I draw whatever comes to my mind.”
The paintings are all very moving.
Relying on her memories, Yun Nuan followed her mother's example, setting up a drawing board, sharpening pencils, sitting on a small stool, and slowly sketching out what was in her mind with lines.
After a long time, lifelike characters appeared on the paper.
However, black and white were not enough to express the image in her mind; the painting needed some color.
She picked up the palette and began to paint in an orderly manner.
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