"The daughter of the Shen family is actually Chang Lao's apprentice? No wonder he paints so well!"
“It’s true that great teachers produce great disciples!”
The previous ladies were particularly surprised, and Xue Fanghua's seemingly low-key lips curled up into a smile.
Shen Wanwan glanced at Chang Lao indifferently, and when he caught his gaze towards her, Shen Wanwan calmly looked away.
Chang Lao looked surprised, and when he saw the painting in Shen Wanwan's hand, he was even more stunned.
"Master, please comment on my paintings," Shen Qingxi reminded him again when he saw Chang Lao standing there.
With Chang Lao's praise, Shen Wanwan will completely become the laughing stock among wealthy families.
Chang Lao slowly came back to his senses and smiled at his beloved disciple in response.
As Chang Lao approached step by step, Shen Qingxi looked more and more proud.
Just when she saw Chang Lao approaching from the corner of her eye, Chang Lao's voice rang out from her ears, "Excuse me, can I take a closer look at your paintings?"
"Of course," Shen Qingxi handed over the painting readily.
But the next second, she was completely stunned. What Chang Lao was looking at was not herself, but Shen Wanwan, who was ignored by the side!
There was excitement in Chang Lao's eyebrows, and he said to Shen Wanwan in a humble tone, "Excuse me, can I take a closer look at your paintings?"
Everyone present was stunned and a little confused.
Shen Qingxi was more shocked than anyone else, because she knew Chang Lao. Since she became a disciple, she had never seen Chang Lao speak as humbly as he did just now, let alone Shen Wanwan, who was much younger than him. !
Chang Lao didn't feel at all that doing this would lower his status, and he looked calm.
Shen Wanwan nodded slightly and handed the painting to Chang Lao.
Chang Lao took it carefully, squinted his eyes, and looked at it carefully. In some places, the ink was not dry yet. He was afraid of touching the flowers. His slightly old fingertips carefully touched every corner of the brush with strong strokes. Doubts came from his mouth from time to time. and exclamations.
This heart-stirring "qigu" suddenly reminded him of the painting he had seen more than ten years ago...
Chang Lao looked at Shen Wanwan in a daze.
The guests had inexplicable expressions on their faces.
If they hadn't heard about Chang Lao's name and knew about his superb painting skills, the guests would even doubt whether Chang Lao knew how to paint.
Jiang Yuheng looked at Shen Wanwan. Although he had doubts in his heart, he did not show it.
But with the support of the housekeeper, he stepped forward and his eyes fell on Shen Wanwan's painting. This time he looked at it carefully.
After an unknown period of weird silence, Chang Lao suddenly spoke to Shen Wanwan, "Little girl, I wonder which family you are from?"
When Shen Qingxi saw this, she quickly stepped forward and said, "Master, she... is my sister. Is there anything wrong with her painting?"
The guests heard this and started talking again.
Is it because there is something wrong that Chang Lao looks at it so intently?
But immediately afterwards, Chang Lao's words shocked the entire audience.
"Disciple, your sister is amazing!"
People all over the world think that animal painting is the introduction to Chinese painting, but in fact, painting animals lifelike is really the most difficult thing!
There was an uproar among the guests.
Jiang Heng looked at his scumbag classmate with a confused expression.
Ling Yinzhi smiled casually, "Xiao Heng, your deskmate is very good."
Jiang Heng looked at her, then turned back to Shen Wanwan slightly mechanically.
His eyes were blank, as if he had never known Shen Wanwan before!
Shen Qingxi was stunned for a long time before she realized that her master's words were really not sarcastic.
"Little girl," Chang Lao held Shen Wanwan's hand excitedly, "I really like your paintings. I wonder if you would like to become my teacher? With time, I will definitely make you achieve great success in Chinese painting. It’s bound to be limitless!”
Chang Lao became more and more excited as he talked. He kept looking at Shen Wanwan with unabashed admiration in his eyes.
At this moment, Shen Qingxi felt as if roots were growing on the soles of her feet, completely stagnant in place, and her brain went blank with a roar.
She recalled that she was a disciple at that time, but her brothers took her to visit the thatched cottage three times and were very sincere. In the end, she was moved by Chang Lao, and she got what she wanted.
This scene caused the entire banquet hall to fall into silence, as if Chang Lao's voice was the only voice left in the whole world.
No one could believe that Shen Wanwan, who was ridiculed by everyone a second ago, was actually so praised by Master Chang Lao!
Chang Lao's words were like a slap, hitting them in the face with a crisp sound.
Lu Zhiwen leaned into his third master's ear and said in a very surprised tone, "I didn't expect Miss Shen's paintings to be so good. Even Mr. Chang likes her paintings so much!"
Jiang Zhiyan slowly stopped playing with the accessories in his hand, and the man's eyes were very pale.
"Just like her paintings?"
This slow rhetorical question stunned Lu Zhiwen.
Follow the line of sight of his third master.
I saw that his third master's gaze was impartial at this moment, falling on Chang Lao's hand holding Miss Shen...
Lu Zhiwen, "..."
"…………"
"………………"
That's Mr. Chang, Third Master! ! !
If you work hard, you can become Miss Shen's Grandpa Zeng at that age! ! !
The guests couldn't come back to their senses for a long time.
But Chang Lao didn't look away. He just wanted to know what Shen Wanwan's answer was.
Shen Wanwan glanced at Chang Lao, who was full of expectations, and spoke directly and neatly, "Now that I am a senior in high school, I want to focus on my studies."
got rejected?
Or is it such an official reason? ? !
The silenced guests finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Oh my god, Chang Lao was actually rejected?"
"Some time ago, my dog wanted to give Chang Lao 8 million as apprenticeship fee but was declined. The daughter of the Shen family didn't want such a rare opportunity?"
"Didn't you say that he was mentally ill and that he was a lunatic? Why didn't he feel like that when I saw him today?"
This time, no one refuted...
Many people even felt sorry for Shen Wanwan.
If Shen Cunyi were here and knew that Shen Wanwan rejected such a rare opportunity, he would definitely be so angry that he would shorten his life by two years!
Chang Lao was very sorry, but still didn't want to give up. "I will definitely visit you if I have the opportunity in the future. I hope Miss Shen can take time to discuss painting skills with me after studying..."
The more Mr. Chang talks, the more fantasy he gets, and his modest attitude is not like treating a junior at all.
Shen Qingxi's hand holding the scroll trembled unconsciously, and the smile she managed to maintain became stiffer and stiffer...
After all, Chang Lao hasn't seen his revised painting yet, so there is no comparison, so maybe...
After thinking about it, Shen Qingxi suppressed her almost trembling hands and whispered, "Master, you haven't seen my painting yet."
Chang Lao looked for the sound and then remembered that his disciple was still here.
"Xiaoxi, Master almost forgot..."
Shen Qingxi was about to ignite a glimmer of hope, but in the next second, Chang Lao shook his head and said, "Guarding a sister who is so talented in painting, you must study more with her!"
Chang Lao pointed at Shen Wanwan's painting, "Master once mentioned to you that the essence of traditional Chinese painting is the word 'qiyun'. Qi means 'qi bone' and rhyme means 'spirit'. Master once praised your 'charm'." ', but your sister's paintings are not only more charming than yours, but also remarkable in spirit! Look at the goshawk's talons. They are strong and strong. Although your sister only used black, she still has a strong character. It seems that people can see the blue sky and green grassland..."
Shen Qingxi looked in disbelief. Shen Wanwan was using what seemed to be the cheapest ink, yet he could draw colorful colors?
And that paper is not as good as their Shen family toilet paper!
And the master didn't even take a second look at the paintings Shen Qingxi painted using the most expensive paint tools given to her by her brother Langchuan! !
Master must be old and confused! !
"Is Mr. Chang confused?!" What Shen Qingxi had hidden in her heart was spoken out the next moment.
Qin Shangqing had a ghostly expression on her face. She had been holding back for a while. Now when she heard that Chang Lao spoke so highly of Shen Wanwan's paintings, she couldn't help it. Her tone was full of jealousy.
How good is the painting?
Still an eagle?
Is it obviously a picture of a chicken pecking at rice? !
Xue Fanghua was so frightened that she hurriedly pulled Qin Shang's collar, "Leader, stop talking nonsense!"
Although he said this, Xue Fanghua was actually confused.
She clearly remembered that her in-laws said that Shen Wanwan couldn't draw at all?
Shen Qingxi bit her lip tightly, but just as she was about to defend herself, Mr. Jiang, who had not spoken for a long time, suddenly gave her a faint look and said meaningfully, "Little girl, your master is right. And looking at it this way, grandpa feels that your painting is modeled after your sister’s painting..."
"…………"
The last smile on Shen Qingxi's face was completely frozen! ! !
Mr. Jiang's words sounded like a casual joke, but they carried a heavy weight.
Shen Qingxi's back was instantly soaked with cold sweat, and her whole body was frozen in place.
She felt as if she had been strangled to death and did not dare to say another word! !
Shen Wanwan's eyes fell on Jiang Yuheng.
It is impossible for Mr. Jiang to have seen the painting that Shen Qingxi copied from hers, but now he can see the mystery just by looking at their painting styles...
No wonder the celebrities in the capital changed their expressions when they heard Mr. Jiang's name.
The old man of the Jiang family spoke, and all the guests immediately changed their words without feeling like they were being slapped in the face. They all praised Shen Wanwan for coming, and repeatedly praised Shen Wanwan for her hard work. There were even voices saying that the Jiang family taught her well, and that was why she was like this. Wonderful daughter.
Xue Fanghua's gentle facial features from the Jiangnan water town were frozen in place at this moment.
It felt like a junk stock that had been stuck for a long time finally skyrocketed, but...she had already sold the stock at a low price before! !
Jiang Yuheng winked at the butler, who stepped forward and carefully rolled up Shen Wanwan's painting and put it away with the distinguished guests' gifts.
As for Shen Qingxi's painting, the housekeeper asked the staff on the side to put it away.
The treatment varies greatly.
Shen Qingxi found that the staff had forgotten to take away the box she used to hold her paintings, but before she could remind her, the staff had already left.
Shen Qingxi's exquisite box that she had carefully prepared, she pinched it with her fingers one by one, and the box was broken into tatters.
"You three, please go back to your seats first," the butler said politely to Shen Wanwan and the others.
Chang Lao responded politely.
Jiang Yuheng glanced at his grandson, who was sitting safely at the VIP table, with unclear eyes, as if what happened next had nothing to do with him.
Jiang Yuheng looked at the guests and said, "Today is my birthday banquet. Thank you all for coming."
All the guests said that the old man was too polite.
Jiang Yuheng nodded, his face lit up with joy, and he said with full enthusiasm, "I believe everyone has heard that at my birthday banquet today, a piece of good news will be announced!"
Shen Wanwan paused as he planned to leave.
Jiang Yuheng said, holding a cane with one hand and waving towards Jiang Zhiyan with the other hand, his tone unable to conceal his love, "Yanyan, come to grandpa,"
Jiang Suiyang rapped his knuckles on the coffee table next to him and narrowed his eyes, "Brother, you said grandpa doesn't care for our two outstanding grandsons, so why do you care for the cripple?"
The man at the table next to him was as steady as a rock.
Jiang Suiwen is turning 40 this year, but he still maintains a good figure and appearance. Coupled with that very recognizable face, the features are sharp and protruding, the eyebrows are cold and deep, the temperament honed in the field of power is solemn and restrained, and the light reflected by a pair of eyes seems to have a biting cold light. Through the back.
Unlike Jiang Suiyang, who is outgoing, Jiang Suiwen is extremely restrained and calm. When he speaks, his words are relaxed and measured, "Yanyan is born with deficiencies, so grandpa should love him more."
Jiang Zhiyan came on stage, and Jiang Yuheng's eyes followed him from far to near. Following that, Jiang Yuheng's peripheral vision glanced at the girl still standing on the stage.
Shen Wanwan stood there, looking casually to the side.
Sometimes he straightens his clothes, and sometimes he clears his throat.
It seemed like it had nothing to do with him, and he seemed to be deliberately delaying his steps.
Jiang Yuheng frowned slightly, but his tone was still gentle, "Little girl, please go back first. I like your gift very much, but we will discuss the painting later. Grandpa has other things to say now."
Shen Qingxi sat back down the stage at this moment, staring at Shen Wanwan who was lingering on the stage with vicious eyes.
Leader Qin Shang lowered his voice and complained to her, "Your sister is really good. She has already been in the limelight and is not satisfied yet. She insists on staying on the stage and trying to please the public. Now let Mr. Jiang speak out in person. What a shame for you Shen family." Shame on you!”
Shen Qingxi's hand on the little dress clenched tightly.
On the stage, Shen Wanwan looked at Jiang Yuheng, then touched the tip of his nose, and said in a calm tone, "Oh, okay..."
When Mr. Jiang spoke, she had to listen.
But she should step down now...she will have to come up again later.
As she walked down the stage, Jiang Zhiyan came to the stage.
The moment the two passed by, Jiang Zhiyan raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.
Shen Wanwan's footsteps suddenly stopped.
The guests couldn't see clearly from a distance, and even if they did, they didn't realize what was going on.
But Jiang Yuheng was close.
The old man narrowed his eyes and stared at Shen Wanwan's wrist.
"Yanyan," Jiang Yuheng lowered his voice and became stern, "The marriage news will be announced to everyone soon. What are you doing?"
However, Jiang Zhiyan's next words seemed to throw a violent torpedo into the sea that had finally calmed down, completely blasting the entire banquet scene into deathly silence!
"I want to announce my marriage," he said, "so why do you want my fiancée to leave..."
