Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

"Is it you who made an appointment with me?!"

Zhong Wei looked at this beautiful and somewhat excessive woman in disbelief.

"Yes, Mr. Zhong, thank you for liking my paintings."

Xia Wanyuan was neither humble nor arrogant, and admitted it quite generously.

Li Nian, who was behind Zhong Lao, was shocked when he saw Xia Wanyuan. Isn't the person in front of him the woman on the WeChat avatar who is in contact with her every day? Could it be that the master of Chinese painting so admired by his tutor is such a beautiful young woman? !

"It's unbelievable." Zhong Lao is not someone who doubts others' abilities because of his age, otherwise he would not have had a long-term friendship with Jun Shiling, who was still an adult.

But he took a look at the painting that Li Nian brought back, and felt that he couldn't paint it without the skills of thirty or forty years.

"I wonder if I can ask Miss Xia to give me a painting today?"

In the end, Mr. Zhong decided to start. Although he is not a professional, he has collected collections for many years, and his vision is very good. He can't believe that such an old-fashioned brush is drawn by such a young pair of hands.

"Of course." Xia Wanyuan could understand Old Zhong's suspicion.

After all, strictly speaking, she had decades of extra time in her previous life.

Uncle Wang quickly asked people to prepare a good pen, ink, paper and inkstone. Xia Wanyuan was inconvenient for his feet, so Uncle Wang asked people to move the table to the lawn.

Xia Wanyuan picked up the pen and started scribbling on the paper, as if he was just drawing two strokes at random, relaxed and leisurely.

Before seeing the content of the painting, just looking at Xia Wanyuan's relaxed and relaxed nature, Elder Zhong nodded, painting doesn't have to be serious and serious, as if going to the battlefield.

Paintings are in harmony with people's moods. The more nervous they are, the more unsatisfactory the works they create. However, Xia Wanyuan has such a personality at such a young age, which has already impressed Old Zhong with admiration.

Contrary to Zhong Lao's expectations, Xia Wanyuan didn't make a draft, but directly dipped in the paint and began to paint. Zhong Lao took a closer look curiously, and was instantly attracted.

Xia Wanyuan painted peach blossoms. The brush edge was dipped in ink, and the ink, color, water and brush were integrated into one, and they were skillfully combined on the paper.

Soon, a peach blossom with dewdrops appeared on the paper.

"This is a long-lost boneless painting method?!"

Old Zhong cried out in surprise.

The so-called boneless painting method is to paint branches and stems directly with colors and dot the petals without ink lines, which is a test of the painter's brushwork, the natural structure of the object, the influence of light and color, etc. It is closer to the objective reality than the method of using ink lines to shape. , more realistic and more suitable for realistic painting.

But this kind of painting has been lost for a long time. Even if there are subsequent imitators, they often cannot draw that artistic conception. Zhong Lao never expected that he could see it here.

Now he looked at Xia Wanyuan with no doubts, "Who do you learn from?"

"Without a teacher, I figured it out myself." Xia Wanyuan put down the pen.

"It's really talented!" Without the guidance of a teacher, he can have such high artistic attainments. This is what their young people often say, "God rewarded me with food."

For the art world, what is lacking the most is that talent and aura.

Thinking that the Academy of Arts of Qing University was recruiting visiting professors, Mr. Zhong looked at Xia Wanyuan and moved his mind, but this matter had to go through the school after all, so he could only recommend it, so he didn't say anything about it for the time being.

Old Zhong suddenly became motivated and began to discuss various professional issues with Xia Wanyuan. The more he talked to her, the more convinced he was by the knowledge of the young woman in front of him.

And Jun Shiling, who is the core focus of everyone wherever he goes, has been completely ignored this time.

Seeing Lao Zhong and Xia Wanyuan chatting happily, Jun Shiling sat beside him with nothing to do and picked up the painting that was almost done.

The stretched petals are full of wanton, as if like a painter, exuding a relaxed atmosphere from the inside out.

"Dad, Mommy."

Little Treasure, who has stayed in bed until now, did not find Xia Wanyuan after washing, and after looking around, he saw the people sitting in the yard.

Xiaobao threw himself into Xia Wanyuan's arms and stared curiously at the old grandfather in front of him with wide eyes.

"This is?"

Zhong Lao was getting older, and seeing the young little doll raised a kindness in his heart.

"Our son."

Before Xia Wanyuan could answer, Jun Shiling, who had been quiet by the side, made a sound.

"Why never heard of it." Old Zhong looked at Xiaobao's little face that resembled Jun Shiling, and believed that this was 100% Jun Shiling's child.

"Hello, Grandpa." Little Treasure called out in a milky voice, which made Old Zhong happy all of a sudden. "Okay, Xiaojun, you are so lucky. You have such a talented and beautiful wife and such a well-behaved son. You must cherish it."

Old Zhong smiled and teased Xiaobao, while exhorting Jun Shiling.

"Um."

Glancing at Xia Wanyuan and Jun Yin, Jun Shiling responded in a low voice.

Zhong Lao was busy with scientific research tasks, and after chatting for a while, he left happily with Xia Wanyuan's paintings.

Xiaobao looked curious at the pen and paper on the table, and shouted that he wanted to learn from Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan taught Xiaobao to practice calligraphy stroke by stroke.

"Mummy, do you see how well I wrote this?"

Xiaobao lowered his head and fiddled with it for a long time, and finally wrote a straight and upright character on the paper.

"Are you a small cat?" Xia Wanyuan took the words, and saw that Xiaobao didn't know how to get a bunch of ink on his face, looking like a small cat.

"Hehe." Xiaobao grinned happily, wanting to wipe it with his small hands, but he never thought that there was ink on his hands, which made Xia Wanyuan laugh continuously.

Jun Shiling on the side looked at Jun Yin who was like a cat and Xia Wanyuan who smiled and melted the spring sunshine, and sent a message to Lin Jing that he would not work overtime during the holidays.

It is rare to stay in the manor and enjoy a moment of leisure.

In the Star-Maker Entertainment Company, Chen Yun was playing games leisurely.

Since he took over Xia Wanyuan, other artists were deeply afraid that they would have a relationship with Xia Wanyuan, and were scolded by netizens, so they took the opportunity to go to other agents.

These days, Xia Wanyuan's filming is almost done, and there are no endorsements to come to her, so Chen Yun is worrying about when he will be fired, while living in the company.

"Are you a pig?! Why do you go to the jungle to let you go to the bottom of the road to clear the soldiers?"

Chen Yun was so annoyed by the pig team that he was about to open the microphone to fight the opponent for 300 rounds, but a call came in.

Chen Yun directly pressed it off, quickly operated in his hand, and took down a head, but he did not expect to be attacked by the opposite jungler buried in the grass, and accidentally died at the door of the house.

Suddenly the screen went black.

"Damn King Lanling!"

Chen Yun cursed, and at this moment, the number just now came in again, Chen Yun glanced at the resurrection time, and connected the call with forty seconds left.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Miss Xia Wanyuan's manager?" A polite and sweet voice came from the opposite side.

"Yes, who are you?" Chen Yun was a little confused.

"My side is Qianxiu Clothing, a subsidiary of Shengshi Group. I would like to invite Miss Xia Wanyuan to be the spokesperson of our brand. I wonder if you have time to come to the company to discuss specific matters?"

"Qianxiu's clothing?!" Chen Yun was stunned. Is it the Qianxiu he knew?

"Yes, our company's address is..." After reporting the company's address on the other side, Chen Yun confirmed that it was indeed the Qianxiu.

Until he hung up the phone, Chen Yun still couldn't believe it. Xia Wanyuan couldn't get a good endorsement before the whole internet was hacked, but now she has become a street rat, how could Qianxiu still ask her for an endorsement?

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