Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
An Rao agreed to the friend request, and the bronze alternate account sent an apprenticeship request.
After accepting this disciple, An Rao immediately felt extremely responsible. When she saw her disciple’s poor account, she instantly gave him more than ten skins.
Then, she said domineeringly, “Little disciple, don’t worry. If you follow Master, Master will bring you to the King Realm.”
Bo Xiao flipped through An Rao’s miserable results in the single row and chuckled in his heart. ‘I’ll believe your ghost.’
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In the Qing University classroom, the setting sun passed through the creepers and shone on the podium. Xia Wanyuan was teaching the students how to draw boneless paintings.
She waved the brush on the Xuan paper, her figure forever as straight as a bamboo.
“Everyone, you can learn how I used the brush just now.”
Xia Wanyuan had a coldness that repelled others thousands of miles away.
However, when she was in front of the students, there was a hint of gentleness in her eyes, making her look as if she had walked out of an ink painting.
Especially that pair of cold eyes. Even in the warm sunlight of the evening, they looked extremely clear.
Yu Qian sat in the first row and sat elegantly, listening to Xia Wanyuan’s lecture rather seriously.
Wei Zimu was an outstanding graduate of Qing University.
Although outsiders were not allowed to enter the classrooms in Qing University, people like Wei Zimu were still qualified to enter and continue to enjoy the resources of the school.
Yu Qian sat in the first row punctually for every lesson Xia Wanyuan had.
As if she had never seen him, Xia Wanyuan continued to lecture.
Xia Wanyuan put down her brush and the people in the classroom began to draw using the method Xia Wanyuan had just taught them.
Yu Qian picked up his brush and had a very standard posture. He smeared the paper for half an hour. After the person sitting beside him saw Yu Qian’s painting, he exclaimed, “Wow, Senior, you drew really well!”
When the others heard the commotion, they leaned over to look at Yu Qian’s painting.
Xia Wanyuan happened to walk to the podium and glanced at Yu Qian’s painting.
On the paper, a woman was painting. She was vivid and lively, and it was very obvious who the painter was.
Xia Wanyuan looked at Yu Qian. Yu Qian looked up and smiled warmly at Xia Wanyuan, which made Xia Wanyuan’s heart turn inexplicably cold.
“It’s very well drawn.” Xia Wanyuan nodded.
“Professor Xia, you’re too kind.” Yu Qian was as humble as his name[1. ‘qian’ in Chinese had the meaning of ‘humble’.
When the bell rang, Xia Wanyuan turned around and returned to the podium. After giving the students their homework, she left the classroom.
Yu Qian smiled and put down his brush. The people in the classroom left one after another.
Yu Qian crushed the entire paper, leaving only a pair of clear eyes that he did not tear off.
He put it in his suit pocket and walked out of the classroom.
Xia Wanyuan left the school and was about to get into the car to look for Jun Shiling at the company.
A cheer suddenly came from behind. “Baby, baby!”
Xia Wanyuan turned around. A group of people were holding her support banners and blocking the sidewalk, looking at her with fanaticism.
Xia Wanyuan frowned, but still nodded. She had always been more patient with these fans who liked her.
Every popular celebrity would have some more radical chasers.
These chasers looked for scalpers or industry insiders to buy their idols’ schedules and then followed them crazily to express their “love” for their idols.
This group of people who had come to look for Xia Wanyuan had actually been following her for a long time.
They could finally meet their idol, and Xia Wanyuan even nodded gently at them.
These pursuers were excited and rushed to Xia Wanyuan’s side.
A few people even wanted to grab Xia Wanyuan’s hand directly, but Xia Wanyuan dodged them.
“Can you give me an autograph? I like you very much.”
“Let’s take a photo together. I love you so much!”
“Xia Wanyuan, look here. Cheese.”
Xia Wanyuan’s originally gentle eyes gradually melted into coldness.
“It’s my private itinerary now. I don’t accept photos and signatures.”
With that, Xia Wanyuan pulled open the car door and sat in, leaving the group of people stunned.
“No, did Xia Wanyuan float?”
“Was she pretending on television? Her temper is too bad.”
“Forget it, forget it. Tsk, tsk. She’s a big celebrity.. I can’t afford to provoke her.”