Chapter 307
Master Yuan raised his head and glanced slightly at the old man with white beard. He didn't say anything, but nodded lightly.
Although she is not as old as the old man with white beard, her achievements in Chinese painting can be said to be on par with him, or even slightly better.
So she didn't take the old man with white beard as her senior.
He walked into the yard with a swagger. After entering the yard, Master Yuan kept looking around the yard, and finally his face was full of contempt.
"How long has it been since you renovated your yard? It's totally different from the big villa I live in abroad."
The old man with white beard looked at the courtyard where they were entering and exiting, and just smiled faintly without saying anything in rebuttal.
Although their yard looks old, it was left by their ancestors, and you may not be able to buy it even if you have money.
There were rumors before that Master Yuan had a bad temper, and he was a little bit unconvinced, but now it seems to be true.
However, powerful people generally have strange tempers, just like President Qin, who gets angry when he says he will, and it is completely unpredictable.
Thinking of this, the old man with white beard didn't say anything. He just thought that this was Master Yuan's personality and continued to greet him warmly.
"Master Yuan, our courtyard may look a little old, but it actually has all the necessary things."
The old man with white beard explained awkwardly.
Master Yuan glanced at the white-bearded old man with contempt and said nothing, leaving the white-bearded old man alone there in embarrassment.
Perhaps he felt that the current atmosphere was a bit strange, the old man with white beard touched his nose and was thinking about saying something to ease the atmosphere.
"Old White, who is she?"
President Qin walked out of the house carefully holding Sangsang's work, and as soon as he came out, he saw Master Yuan in the center of the courtyard.
And the old white man who looked a little humble next to Master Yuan.
When he saw President Qin, the old man with white beard seemed to have seen a life-saving straw. With his eyes shining, he quickly ran to President Qin.
He leaned close to President Qin's ear and whispered, "She is Master Yuan. Do you remember her? The Master Yuan who was all the rage before!"
Upon hearing this, President Qin looked in the direction of the white-bearded old man, with no expression on his face, and nodded calmly.
"Then what?"
The white-bearded old man was choked by what President Qin said. He looked at President Qin speechlessly, and finally patiently explained.
"Were we planning to recruit Master Yuan to join our National Academy of Painting? But we failed because she was going abroad at the time. Now that she has returned, this is a perfect opportunity!"
The white-bearded old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and he almost jumped up. He was completely different from the calm President Qin.
"It's not Lao Qin, why don't you react at all?"
President Qin held Sangsang's work in his arms and said, "Didn't you just say that? That was before. Now I don't want to recruit her."
After saying that, President Qin walked outside.
"No... not admitting it anymore?!"
The white-bearded old man took a long time to react before he realized what President Qin said, and quickly chased after him to ask the reason.
As if he thought it was not a good idea to leave Master Yuan aside, the white-bearded old man took a look at Master Yuan while asking questions.
"Master Yuan, I'm so sorry. I have something to discuss with Lao Qin. Please feel free to do as you please. You don't have to be polite with us!"
He likes capable people!
He has always been very kind to capable people.
President Qin and the white-bearded old man were talking quite loudly just now, so Master Yuan, who was standing in the dean's office, naturally heard some of it.
She frowned, walked up to President Qin, blocked his way, and asked straight to the point, "Hello, President Qin, I believe you are familiar with who I am, and I will not hide anything from you. I came here today just to join the Chinese Academy of Painting!"
Upon hearing the purpose of Master Yuan's visit, the white-bearded old man's mouth curled up wildly, unable to suppress it, and winked at President Qin.
It's like saying "Hurry up! Hurry up and agree!"
Master Yuan is so talented, and her joining the National Academy of Painting will be a perfect benefit to them. Why are they hesitating?
Chairman Qin looked at the white-bearded old man who looked like he had no future at all and didn't want to have too much eye contact with him.
He automatically blocked the eye signals from the white-bearded old man, maintained a polite distance, and said, "Your original work is indeed wonderful, and it also meets the requirements of our National Academy of Painting, but I'm sorry, our National Academy of Painting has no plans to recruit people at the moment."
The first person to speak was not Master Yuan himself, but the old man with white beard. Upon hearing President Qin's refusal, the old man with white beard widened his eyes in disbelief, looking at President Qin with regret.
"No, Lao Qin! What are you doing!"
President Qin was not prepared to explain to the white-bearded old man now. He glanced at Master Yuan and continued coldly: "If Master Yuan has nothing else to do, then I will go and do my work first. You are free to do as you please."
After President Qin finished speaking, he walked directly to the other side of the yard, completely ignoring Master Yuan who had a dark face because of his refusal.
Who the hell is President Qin!
How dare you reject him!
Didn’t President Qin lose to her work back then?
Why are you so proud?
It is their great honor that she can come to the National Academy of Painting! ! !
The white-bearded old man was watching from the side, and for a moment he didn't know whether to persuade President Qin or to comfort Master Yuan.
A big part of the reason why he was nice to Master Yuan was that he hoped Master Yuan could join the National Academy of Painting. But now Lao Qin said that the National Academy of Painting was not recruiting, which made him a little at a loss.
He and Lao Qin have known each other for many years, and he knows that Lao Qin will definitely not do anything reckless given his personality, but Master Yuan has such good skills...
"That... Master Yuan..."
The white-bearded old man was still determined to try to comfort him. When he raised his head, he found that Master Yuan was staring at the work in President Qin's hand motionlessly, with a look of shock on his face.
Master Yuan stared at the Chinese painting, as if he wanted to stare a hole in it, and his hands on both sides began to tremble slightly.
How...how could this be?
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