Chapter 158 All Civil and Military Officials Are Her Teachers! Sister Lan's Painting Skills

Chapter 158 All civil and military officials are her teachers! Sister Lan’s painting skills【2 updates】

Bai Jingxue's eyes sparkled.

That was the time when the An family surpassed the Kang family.

If the entire Hong Kong city knew that the Kang family's mistress actually had a daughter, how could she have the dignity to live in this world?

In this way, he will be appreciated by Anjia for his great achievements.

After all, now he is just a son-in-law with no real power at all, and An Jinxiu does not allow him to enter the company to work.

In addition, Lin Qin refused to follow him and Lin Yue went in, making Bai Jingxue anxious.

This is one of the few ways he can save himself.

"Okay, I promise you." Mrs. Lin thought about it again and again, but finally agreed, "Hair is very simple. If I can't get blood, there is nothing I can do."

"Then take the hair first." Bai Jingxue said. "The blood will wait until I think of other ways. You can go back first."

Mrs. Lin packed the envelope and returned to Lin's house. She happened to meet Ye Banlan who came down from upstairs.

Feeling guilty, she hurriedly avoided Ye's gaze and hurried upstairs.

Ye Banglan looked away with a calm expression.

"Alan, I just had a phone call with Master Wu. He has to confirm the time arrangement before he can reply to me." Lin Handu walked into the living room from the garden with a smile, "He is a senior member of the Yunjing Art Association. The local branch association in charge of Jiangcheng can take you to participate."

Ye Banlan nodded and smiled: "Thank you, aunt."

"You don't need to thank me. With your strength, I believe you can accomplish things without relying on me." Lin Handu said, "It's just that you want your grandma to feel at ease, so you offered to help."

"It would be better if my aunt didn't expose me in front of grandma." Ye turned the tide, "If it were my uncle, he would have sold me on the spot."

Lin Handu couldn't laugh or cry: "Your grandma is like a mirror in her heart, but when you say this about your uncle, are you not afraid of him scolding you?"

"Don't be afraid." Ye Banlan sat down and poured a cup of tea, "Uncle is very easy to coax, just call him uncle."

Lin Handuyu: "..."

Well, it seems that if she made a mistake as a child and blamed it on Lin Huaijin, she could just call her brother.

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Over here, Jiangcheng Art Association.

Sheng Yunyi listened to the call between Master Wu and Lin Handu. She asked intentionally or unintentionally: "Master Wu is accepting students again? I wonder where these top students come from?"

"No, she's not a top student. She's a daughter from the Lin family who wants to be sent to me. She hopes to participate in the international painting competition, which is the youth group." Master Wu shook his head and laughed, "The name is quite unique, it's called Ye Banglan. , I don’t know how many years I have studied painting, I will try her painting skills later.”

Sheng Yunyi's hand paused: "Is it her?"

"Is it someone Miss Yunyi knows?" Master Wu was surprised, "If Miss Yunyi approves, then there is no need to treat her as a test of her painting skills."

After all, after Sheng Yunyi graduated from the Hong Kong City Art Academy, she went to the Starman Federation Empire for further study. Among her peers, her painting skills were already among the best.

"I know you, but you're talking about her painting skills?" Sheng Yunyi smiled, shook her head, and said softly, "She can't even recognize the paintings of the Yongning School. Last time she said she picked them up from the trash can. I got a painting from the Yongning School.”

"Is this so?" Master Wu frowned, "You don't respect painting so much, and you still want to gain fame through painting?"

Originally, he owed Lin Nieyu a favor, so he naturally wanted to help.

But if those who learn to paint don’t respect painting, how can they learn it?

Sheng Yunyi added: "Uncle Wu, what you said is serious. It is a good thing that she wants to participate in the painting competition, which proves that she has finally started to learn well."

"Learn well?" Master Wu sensitively sensed something wrong in these two words.

"I like painting, so she also wants to try it." Sheng Yunyi sighed, "But how can you learn painting overnight?"

"A scholar?" Master Wu frowned even more.

He didn't want to lead Ye to turn the tide, but Lin Wanyu had already called him.

It would be better for him to leave the turning of the tide to others.

The current president of Jiangcheng Art Association is from the same school as him and is his senior brother. Although he is tolerant, he is stricter than him in painting.

"Miss Yunyi, please wait a moment while I go find the president."

Master Wu stood up, went to the president's office, and stated his intention.

"Okay, I happen to have a vacant spot this year." President Tao nodded, "If you have time, you can ask them to come here today. There are only a few days until registration."

"Senior brother, please don't be so soft-hearted as to take her to the competition." Master Wu said, "What if she comes to you and pretends to be someone else's painting? You must let her paint it on the spot."

President Tao pondered for a moment and nodded slowly: "That makes sense."

After all, the finals have to be painted on the spot. If something is leaked then, it will not be a personal loss, but the entire China.

But the finals are too far away. Over the years, no young person under the age of 25 in China has been able to squeeze into the finals.

The player with the best results unfortunately ended up in the semi-finals.

"Thank you, senior brother, I will ask them to come over now." Master Wu said, contacting Lin Handu for a reply.

Thirty minutes later, Lin Nieyu personally brought Ye Turning the Tide over.

Seeing her sitting in a wheelchair, Master Wu was surprised: "Ms. Lin, what's wrong with you?"

"I had a car accident a while ago. I was lucky to survive thanks to the fact that the King of Hell didn't want to take me." Lin Wuyu coughed twice and didn't reveal that Ye Wanlan knew medicine.

For such a big thing, it is safest only if one's own people know it.

Lin Wuyu said: "Master Wu, this is my niece. Please help me."

Master Wu glanced at Ye Wanlan and frowned again.

She is so beautiful and can easily accomplish many things with a face. I guess she can't concentrate on learning painting.

But he still asked conscientiously: "What type do you learn?"

Ye Wanlan said lightly: "Chinese painting."

"Not bad." Master Wu nodded slightly, "Our Chinese painting has extremely high artistic value. How many years have you learned it?"

Ye Wanlan lowered her eyelashes and said slowly: "Thirteen years."

She didn't lie. In her previous life, when she was three years old, the palace chaos subsided. She ended her days of wandering outside with Hejia. After being taken back to the palace, she worshipped Han Yunsheng as her teacher.

At that time, Han Yunsheng was not yet the imperial teacher, but her reputation was already great and she was highly valued by Emperor Ning Zhaozong.

Except for the last year of her life, she spent the first thirteen years painting.

And she did not give up painting in this life, and she has further improved in the time cycle.

If you really count it, she has been learning for more than a thousand years.

But if this is said, even Wen Chaosheng, the ghost-fighting brother, will not believe it.

Time and space are the two fields that humans regard as the most difficult to control because they are extremely uncontrollable.

"Thirteen years?" Sheng Yunyi couldn't help it, walked out from behind Master Wu, and laughed out loud, "You said, you studied for thirteen years?"

Thirteen years ago, Ye Wanlan was still in an orphanage, where did he go to study?

Studying art requires an extremely rich family background. Without money, you can't cultivate an artist. Ye Wanlan can even tell such a lie?

Lin Wuyu's eyes were cold: "How many years has Alan studied? What does it have to do with you?"

"It doesn't matter." Sheng Yunyi said softly, "I'm just curious. Please don't be angry, Ms. Lin."

"Aunt, don't get angry. It hurts your liver and lungs." Ye Wanlan held Lin Wuyu's shoulders and ignored Sheng Yunyi. Instead, he looked at Master Wu, "Any questions?"

Master Wu also suppressed his anger: "What style of painting are you good at?"

Ye Wanlan answered every question: "Landscapes, flowers, birds and figures, I know a little bit."

"Ah?" Before Master Wu spoke, Sheng Yunyi was a little surprised and said, "But you can't even recognize the paintings of the Yongning School of Painting. Sorry, I've said too much again. I have something else to do. I'll leave first. You continue."

She stood up gracefully with a smile on her face.

Ye Wanlan remained motionless, unaffected. She just chuckled: "You like to talk so much, do you want to taste the saltiness every time a swill cart passes by you?"

"..."

There was a moment of silence in the room.

Sheng Yunyi's smile froze on her face, and she turned her head in disbelief: "What did you say?"

"Please don't yell at me." Ye Wanlan tilted her head slightly, "I was scared by a beast when I was a child, so I'm more afraid."

"You...!" Sheng Yunyi's face turned green, humiliated.

It seemed that there were no dirty words in every sentence, but the scolding was very fierce.

She had never scolded like this in public.

Ye Wanlan was still looking at Master Wu, waiting for his next round of questions.

"We need to draw on the spot to prove our strength." Master Wu said lightly, "Otherwise, there are so many people in this world who seek fame and reputation, how can we judge the true and false?"

Lin Wuyu realized that something was wrong.

Master Wu's attitude seemed too distant and disgusting.

Could it be that he was not free for the next few months as he said on the phone, and could not take care of Ye Wanlan, but someone said something in front of her?

President Tao's expression was gentle: "Sit down, pick the painting you are best at."

The brush and ink were brought to Ye Wanlan, and the rice paper was spread out.

"Brother, I have something else to do, so I'll leave first." Master Wu stood up, "I'll trouble you next."

His time is precious, and he doesn't have the time to watch Ye Wanlan's elementary school students painting.

Do you learn to curse from Sister Lan every day? Sister Lan is really an E person

Unlike me, an I person, who can only curse in my heart, provoking me is like provoking cotton qaq

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