The Second Master’s Little Ancestor’s Vest Fell To the Ground

Peking University School of Medicine.

There are two stone lions at the gate of the campus. The sculptors have superb craftsmanship, and the stone lions are majestic and lifelike.

There is a pair of calligraphy couplets pasted on both sides of the school gate. The handwriting of the person who wrote it is clear, neat and sharp.

Peking University’s medical symposium not only invited outstanding famous doctors in the medical field, but also invited many foreign doctors to conduct medical exchanges.

The campus is crowded with people, and many foreign medical students and famous doctors can be seen walking on the campus.

The school only invited famous doctors, and also set up auditoriums for outsiders and media reporters in the auditorium, so as to show the school spirit of the century-old school and the scene of the exchange meeting.

"lady……"

The time for the seminar was approaching, and seeing Mu Changying still standing at the door, Bai Mo's face was full of doubts.

She stood at the door and looked away from the stone lion, "Let's go."

These two stone lions may seem ordinary, but if you look closely, you will find that the craftsmanship of the sculptors is first-rate.

Such an outstanding stone lion must have been carved by a great talent in the carving world.

Rong Liyuan held her small hand in his broad hand, "If Yingbao likes it, I'll find someone to carve a few and put them at home."

The corners of Mu Changying's mouth were slightly hooked, and the flaming lipstick outlined the lips very beautifully. She shook her head, "No need, I just appreciate the master's sculpting level."

You don't have to get what you like, and the style of the stone lion in the mansion doesn't fit well.

An old man standing not far from them heard the conversation and raised his hand to stroke a small beard on his chin.

He walked slowly, with a kind smile on his wrinkled old face, "Girl, you said this was carved by a master? How can you tell?"

Mu Changying met the old man's gaze, "These two stone lions have smooth lines, lifelike eyes, and a natural aura. You can tell that they are not ordinary at a glance."

Her eyes were sincere, and her voice was sonorous and powerful. When the old man heard this, the smile on the corner of his mouth grew wider and wider.

Li Jue laughed and nodded repeatedly, "Not bad."

This girl has a really good vision, and she seems to understand this aspect quite well.

He stroked his beard, his eyes sparkled, "Little girl has learned this knowledge? Which master's disciple?"

Mu Changying, "I've taught myself a little bit."

Hearing this, Li Jue's eyes became even brighter, and the scorching brilliance was extremely dazzling.

The light in his eyes was too eye-catching, Rong Liyuan's eyes were dark, holding Mu Changying's small hand, and looking at him with a stern look.

His eyes were so cold that his back felt cold.

Li Jue's heart skipped a beat, and with a pull of his hand, a beard was torn off, and he gasped in pain, "This is..."

Rong Liyuan met his eyes, "She is my wife."

The eyes of Wei Yatai have a sense of oppression, and the pores of Li Jue's body are infinitely enlarged.

Hearing this, my heart felt cold.

Hey, I originally wanted to introduce the grandson of the family to this girl, but compared with the man in front of me, there is no comparison between the sky and the earth in an instant.

He was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "...it's a good match."

Both of these two people are perfect in terms of appearance and aura.

Li Jue took out a white business card from his pocket, "Girl, this is my business card, do you have any plans to become a teacher?"

Mu Changying politely reached out to take it, and glanced at it lightly. Li Jue, a famous sculptor in Huaguo.

She shook her head with a smile, "Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I don't plan to be a teacher for now."

Li Jue didn't give up, "Hey, think about it again, you can call me when you are interested."

This girl has a good reserve of knowledge about carving. It is obviously a good material. It would be a pity not to learn carving.