Chapter 308
The white-bearded old man unconsciously looked at the landscape painting that President Qin placed next to him, squinted his eyes, and scratched his head in confusion.
That's strange, is there something wrong with that painting?
Why did Master Yuan look so carefully?
Could it be that...
Master Yuan thinks that the painting is so well done?
Sure!
When he saw Sangsang's work for the first time, he was also surprised for a long time. He couldn't believe that someone could paint so well!
"Where did you get that piece of work?"
The old man with white beard was just thinking about it, when the usually arrogant Master Yuan suddenly looked at the old man with white beard, swallowed, and looked nervous.
The old man with white beard was only focused on appreciating Sangsang's work and did not notice Master Yuan's nervous expression at the moment.
He explained to Master Yuan in a brisk tone: “You are talking about this work, this is the work of a student that Lao Qin has taken a fancy to.
In fact, to be precise, she is not a student. With her level, it is no problem for her to be a teacher for me and Lao Qin! ”
Speaking of this, the old man with white beard showed a bit of pride on his face, as if the work was painted by his student. He kept praising Sangsang to Master Yuan.
“This student is quite amazing. Logically speaking, people who can draw at this level must be adults, right?
But, that student was just a little kid of a few years old. How talented did he have to be to draw such a great work?
I can’t believe it. If she continues to persist, her status when she grows up will definitely be higher than you and me! ”
The white-bearded old man was still talking, but Master Yuan couldn't hear anything else at the moment; his head was buzzing.
"Master Yuan? Master Yuan? Master Yuan?"
After the white-bearded old man finished speaking, he noticed that Master Yuan was not in good condition. He called out to him several times, fearing that something might have happened to Master Yuan.
Master Yuan's thoughts were gradually pulled back by the voice of the white-bearded old man. As if he realized something, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the white-bearded old man: "What's the name of that student?"
"Susansan."
Susansang...
Master Yuan kept murmuring this name.
She had never heard of this name before.
But there is no doubt that the style and technique of that painting are hers!
But isn't she dead?
How could...
Master Yuan suddenly had a bad premonition and hurriedly packed up his things and left the Chinese Academy of Painting.
"I have something else to do! I'll come see you another day!"
Looking at Master Yuan's series of actions, the white-bearded old man was full of question marks. He scratched his head and muttered to himself in confusion.
"Strange, what happened to Master Yuan? Why does she seem strange? Did it start after she saw Sangsang's work?"
The old man with white beard shook his head and stopped thinking about the question.
He has something more important to do now!
"Old Qin, tell me quickly, why did you refuse Master Yuan's joining? Her strength is not bad at all, right?"
The old man with white beard walked towards President Qin with gossiping eyes.
At this moment, Master Yuan, who had just left the National Academy of Painting, did not dare to delay for a moment. He hurriedly took out his mobile phone and made a call.
“Ding-ling-ling——”
By the pond, Grandpa Su and others were interrupted by the sudden ringing of the phone and looked towards the source of the sound.
"Grandpa, you scared the fish away. Next time you go fishing, remember to turn your phone off to silent mode."
Sangsang looked at the old man fishing in the corner. There was no sign of anger on his face, only a reminder in a childish voice.
It doesn’t matter if their little fish are scared away, they won’t blame the old man, but if it was someone else, that’s hard to say.
The old man who was fishing silently in the corner noticed everyone's gaze, and was especially taught a lesson by a four-year-old girl.
I felt that I had disturbed them, so I lowered my head towards them embarrassedly and apologized to everyone sincerely.
Then he picked up his phone and walked quietly to a place where there was no one.
After taking a look at the caller ID, the old man frowned in dissatisfaction.
Why call him at this time?
Although the old man complained in his heart, he still answered the phone.
As soon as the call was connected, before the old man could say the first word, a burst of anxious and frightened voices came from the other end.
"Hubby, she...she's not dead! She's still alive!"
The old man didn't react for a moment, and asked back: "Who are you saying is not dead? What are you talking about? Are you okay?"
Seeing that the person on the phone didn't understand what he meant, Master Yuan became anxious and annoyed. He took a deep breath helplessly, as if he had prepared himself mentally, and then he uttered a name quietly.
"Bai Jin!"
The old man was startled by the name, and his hand holding the phone tightened unconsciously. As if he couldn't believe his ears, he tentatively confirmed: "You... who are you talking about?"
They haven't mentioned this name for many years.
Not because of anything else, just because they are afraid...
"Hubby, tell me, do you think she will find a way to retaliate against us? After all, what we did back then..."
Master Yuan's voice was trembling.
At the end, I no longer had the courage to continue.
Even after so many years, she still dared not mention what happened back then, and even dreamed about it every night.
That year she had just become famous and suddenly announced her decision to study abroad. Many people thought that she wanted to find more inspiration.
However, only she herself knows the reason...
"Calm down first. Who told you this? Are you sure she's still alive? Could she have been deceived?"
The old man had now recovered from his shock.
"No, I definitely won't be fooled! I saw her style and technique with my own eyes. Although the painting has a strong personal style, the technique is definitely correct. It's her!"
The old man was puzzled: "Isn't that painting by her?"
Master Yuan nodded and continued to tell the old man what he knew: "That's right, that's not her work. She accepted an apprentice. Do you think she will seek revenge on us?"
The old man was silent and said nothing.
After a long while, a sinister look flashed in his eyes: "Even if she comes, so what? At worst, we can just kill her again!"
After saying that, the old man thought of something and calmly analyzed it with Master Yuan: "Let's not alert the enemy for now. We are in the light and she is in the dark. It is not easy to find her, but..."
The old man paused and said, "We can start with the apprentice she accepted. That apprentice must know about her. By the way, do you know her apprentice's name?"
With the old man's analysis, Master Yuan calmed down and recalled what the white-bearded old man had said to her just now at the Chinese Academy of Painting.
He said a name firmly: "Su Sangsang!"
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