Princess is Glamorous in Modern Day

Receiving Xiaobao's accusing gaze, Jun Shiling glanced at Xia Wanyuan, who had an innocent face, and snorted lightly.

"When will you be free from tooth decay before you can eat cake."

"Hmph, bad dad." Xiaobao muttered unconvinced.

Jun Shiling stepped forward and hugged the little dumpling, "Go to sleep." Xiaobao fluttered his short legs and struggled a bit, but it was useless, so he resigned and lay on Jun Shiling's shoulder.

It's just those longing eyes, staring at the strawberry cake on the table, looking pitiful.

Seeing that Jun Shiling and Xiaobao went to the second floor, Xia Wanyuan took the half of the cake left on the table with a guilty conscience. Well, it was delicious.

After eating, Xia Wanyuan returned to the bedroom.

This night, the tip of Jun Shiling's nose was always lingering with a looming strawberry scent, which attracted people's hearts.

On the weekends, Zhong Lao didn't have to go to class, so he made an appointment with Xia Wanyuan to meet at home.

Xia Wanyuan went earlier, and there was still an hour before the agreed time with Zhong Lao, so she wandered around the campus of Qing University.

Walking slowly along the sun-dappled Ginkgo Avenue, Xia Wanyuan looked around and was suddenly attracted by the words written by a teacher on the blackboard in a window.

Xia Wanyuan couldn't help but walk into the teaching building. The teacher in the classroom should be preparing for lessons. He was lecturing in front of the empty classroom, writing a few words on the blackboard from time to time.

Xia Wanyuan stood quietly at the back door, listening to the teacher talk about literary history.

Professor Zhang has an open class facing the whole country. He is preparing for the class seriously. Halfway through the lecture, he suddenly finds a person wearing a mask standing at the back door of the classroom.

"This classmate, what's the matter with you?" Professor Zhang stopped his lecture and asked suspiciously.

"I was passing by. Seeing what you said was good, I wanted to study by the side." Xia Wanyuan replied modestly.

"Then come in and sit and listen." Anyway, this open class is for everyone to listen to, so Professor Zhang waved to Xia Wanyuan, Xia Wanyuan did not refuse, and went into the classroom to find a seat.

With the students sitting below, Professor Zhang spoke more passionately.

Moreover, this student was somewhat unexpected by Professor Zhang. After listening to his class, he put forward many constructive comments. According to the student's question, Professor Zhang re-improved and revised his courseware draft.

"Which college are you from?" Professor Zhang did not expect that students from other colleges have such high attainments in literature and art.

"I'm not a student, I just passed by here."

Professor Zhang was about to continue asking Xia Wanyuan's question when the teacher's door was suddenly pushed open, "Professor Zhang, the school leader, please come over immediately."

Professor Zhang put down the speech and hurried to the school office. When he came back, the classroom was empty.

When he arrived at Mr. Zhong's house, Mr. Zhong had something to do and hadn't come back. Mrs. Zhong was waiting for Xia Wanyuan at home.

Mrs. Zhong is an extremely gentle woman, and Xia Wanyuan had a great conversation with her. Originally, it was Mrs. Zhong who received Xia Wanyuan at home because of Mr. Zhong's explanation.

After drinking tea with Xia Wanyuan for a while, she fell in love with this cute little girl in front of her.

"Old Zhong, let me tell you, I was in the classroom just now. There is a young man who is really talented. Unfortunately, the leader suddenly came to me. I forgot to ask the young man's name."

"Don't worry about your talented young man. I'll introduce you to a young man later. That's the real talent."

After Mr. Zhong finished his work, he saw that the time agreed with Xia Wanyuan had passed, so he hurried to the house. He didn't expect to meet Professor Zhang on the way, so he came back with Professor Zhang.

"It seems that Old Zhong is back, let's go out and have a look." Madam Zhong was chatting happily with Xia Wanyuan, when Old Zhong's hearty laughter came from outside.

"Brother and sister, I'm here to eat again." Seeing Mrs. Zhong, Professor Zhang greeted him.

"Hui Ning, is Xiaoyou Xia here?" Elder Zhong looked around, but didn't see Xia Wanyuan.

"Old Zhong." A slender figure walked out from behind the door, and Xia Wanyuan and Xiaoxiao Tingting appeared in front of everyone like a clear lotus.

The first impression of Professor Zhang was that he was startled by the appearance of this little girl. After he had calmed down to see what she was wearing, he glanced at those beautiful eyes again.

"Are you the student in the classroom just now?!" Professor Zhang exclaimed.

"Yes, hello." Xia Wanyuan was also a little surprised at the moment, but he didn't expect to meet the professor who just gave a lecture at Mr. Zhong's place.

"Old Zhang, the talented young man you just told me is Xiao Xia?" Hearing Professor Zhang and Xia Wanyuan's words, Zhong Lao laughed, "That's a coincidence, the young man I want to introduce to you is also Xiao Xia. ."

"Come here, let me introduce you," Old Zhong pointed to Professor Zhang, "This is the core professor of the Department of Literature and Art of Qing University, Professor Zhang."

"Old Zhang, this Xiao Xia is the talented young man I want to introduce to you," Zhong Lao paused. "She is the one who painted that boneless painting."

Professor Zhang has never seen such a big storm in his life, but this time he was truly shocked.

In his opinion, that boneless painting did not have a foundation of thirty or forty years, and it was impossible to draw to that level. How big does Xia Wanyuan look in front of him? How did you draw that level of work?

But Mr. Zhong never told lies. In the classroom just now, Professor Zhang also felt that the young woman in front of him had a thousand gorges in his chest.

"It's really the back waves of the Yangtze River pushing the front waves! I really didn't expect that the person who painted that painting was so young."

In Professor Zhang's eyes, the admiration for Xia Wanyuan was overflowing.

"In the last Chinese painting competition, your work won the championship," Professor Zhang paused and glanced at Xia Wanyuan with some regret, "Your level is enough, but unfortunately your qualifications are still low, otherwise, that guest from the Art Department of Qing University Professor, I can just let you go."

Zhong Lao admired Xia Wanyuan and thought about it for a while, "Old Zhang, you might as well let Xiao Xia send some paintings anonymously first. When she becomes famous, how about we recruit her to Qing University?"

Professor Zhang thought about it for a while, and felt that Zhong Lao's proposal was feasible, "I'm going to the Painting and Calligraphy Association in a few days. You can draw a picture and let me take it with you."

Zhong Lao's family has a complete set of pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

For the eldest princess in the previous life, the painting and calligraphy of qin, chess and chess was a common meal, so there was no need to prepare. Xia Wanyuan dipped the pen in ink and started to swipe on the paper directly, without even drawing lines.

It could be seen that what Xia Wanyuan wanted to paint was Mozhu,

The first step in painting the bamboo, the first step basically determines the layout of the picture.

Just looking at the strength and posture of Xia Wanyuan's writing, Professor Zhang has already started to nod again and again. From this small bamboo pole, he has already seen Xia Wanyuan's profound knowledge of calligraphy and painting.

When Xia Wanyuan finished painting, Professor Zhang looked at the painting on the table with excitement and excitement on his face.