True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

This time it's good, the shame has been thrown abroad.

Besides, Zhong Manhua couldn't think of any place where Ying Zijin could let the honorary teacher of the Royal Academy of Arts in O Continent come to Qingzhi in person.

Of course she had heard of Berg Bryan.

When she chose a painting teacher for Xiaoxuan, that painting teacher highly praised Berg.

It can be said that Berg represents the pinnacle of Baroque oil painting in O continent today.

In the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O alone, there are countless students who want to worship Berger.

Ke Berg's temper is very strange, even worse than Sheng Qingtang. He has also confiscated his apprentices, but only occasionally points out his juniors.

When Zhong Manhua thought about going out in the future, he would be pointed at by others, and his heart and lungs ached.

Again.

If it was Xiao Xuan, she would never lose face.

"Sister-in-law, what's the matter with you?" Ying Luwei looked at Zhong Manhua's complexion from blue to white and asked with concern, "Are you feeling unwell?"

"I'm fine." Zhong Manhua pressed his temples and calmed his breath, "Is Mr. Berg still in Qingzhi?"

"When I left the school, the principal was with him." Ying Luwei, "They should have gone to find Xiao Jin, maybe still."

"Prepare the car." Hearing this, Zhong Manhua got up and made a decision immediately, "Go to Qingzhi now."

She had to admit her fault to others before things fermented.

"I'm familiar with Qingzhi, I'll go with my sister-in-law." Ying Luwei handed over the medicinal meal to the housekeeper and instructed, "Old lady, you must take good care of it."

The housekeeper respectfully said: "Miss Luwei, don't worry, there will be no single mistake from the old lady."

After the explanation, Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei went to Qingzhi together.

**

Qingzhi Middle School.

When the principal listened to the reply from the errand boy, the whole person was a little cracked.

With Berg's status, let alone Qingzhi, even if he goes to Imperial College, students who study painting will definitely compete to see it.

This……

However, to the headmaster's surprise, Berg had a damn good temper this time.

He waved his hand generously: "It's okay, you ask her when she's free, I'll wait for her here."

Experience the double-standard principal: "..."

This time he was completely torn.

"Oh." The younger brother didn't know Berg, so he scratched his head, "Are you in a hurry? I'll go talk to you if you're in a hurry."

"No hurry, no hurry." Berg was in a good mood. "I will stay in Shanghai these days. Whenever she has time, I will have it."

headmaster:"……"

You didn't say that just now.

"Okay." The younger brother felt that the foreigner was very talkative.

When he was about to run back, he heard Berg say again, "Hey, wait, ask me if she likes Chino Feng very much."

**

After the younger brother took this sentence to Class 19, he saw their father Ying raised those beautiful phoenix eyes, but his expression was very indifferent.

"I don't like it. He talks too much. I want to bury him."

"Then bury him." The younger brother was courteous, "Dad Ying, where is he, the brothers will go up and put a sack for him."

Xiu Yu said quietly, "I've been dead underground for hundreds of years, you can go."

The younger brother was stunned: "..."

"Dad Ying, your joke is really funny." Xiu Yu put a hand on the girl's shoulder, "You haven't seen him, how do you know he's a talker?"

There are many accounts of Chino Feng, but most of them praise how well he painted.

He was born in 1623 and died in 1709.

He left behind hundreds of paintings in his life, which are extremely brilliant.

But all the oil paintings that still exist in the world are offered in the major museums in Continent O.

There are also two in the Imperial Capital Museum, where Xiu Yu saw Chino Feng's masterpiece.

"Because—" Ying Zijin was still indifferent, "he would paint and read the Bible while he was painting, and he still used Latin."

It gave her a headache.

Xiu Yu: "???"

No, what is this operation?

No, why did she believe their father Ying's serious nonsense?

Chino Feng has been dead for more than three hundred years, and his bones are probably turned to ashes.

But then again, Xiu Yu thought about it.

She had visited Chino Feng's former residence in Continent O, but she still remembered that his study was full of various versions of the Bible.

"Daddy Ying, Niu." Xiu Yu gave a thumbs up, "I only obey you when telling stories, and it's very realistic."

Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped, her eyes narrowed slightly.

She never recalled the past very much.

Memories are too many, forgetting quickly and complicatedly.

But in the 300 years of ancient O continent, she still remembers it clearly.

She studied oil painting with Chino for three years, and spent most of her time listening to him.

Indirectly, she did not read the "Bible", and would be recited in Latin.

It’s true that painting is good, and it’s true that people are annoying.

As long as he doesn't speak, he's still a lovely old man.

When Chino died, she went to see him.

Every year after that, she will also go to his tombstone and deliver a bouquet of white irises until she leaves the earth.

Chino is one of her many teachers on Earth.

It's a pity that Chino is just an ordinary person, and she can't extend his life span for him.

Ying Zijin retracted his thoughts and returned to his mobile phone.

She spent the past two days of free time to upgrade her NOK account to B level, and the growth value has also reached 4000.

With only 1000 left, she can enter the hidden section of NOK.

In fact, she also knows what will be discussed in the hidden forum.

is the true face of this world.

What ordinary people see is just the tip of the iceberg.

Of course, it is impossible to expose world-class secrets, otherwise it will cause panic.

NOK Forum is just an organization responsible for keeping these secrets.

Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and looked at her new B-level reward.

The rewarder sent her a private message.

【Are you a newcomer? Do you really have medicine that can remove scars from my body? I have looked for a lot of doctors, but to no avail, it got worse]

Ying Zijin is concise and concise.

[Address, three days later, receive the package. 】

Although the person who offered the reward was a little unconvinced, he still sent the address.

[If your medicine is useless, you will not get the growth value, but if the effect is good, I can add a reward. 】

Ying Zijin glanced at the address and was ready to send the package in a while.

The younger brother also remembered the business: "Dad Ying, he said he was waiting for you, you can do it whenever you are free."

Ying Zijin thought for a while, but got up: "Then I'll go see him now."

**

here.

Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei have come to Qingzhi.

A month has passed, and the rash on Ying Luwei's face has healed.

She went to the hospital for a follow-up, but the doctor still found nothing.

If it hadn't been tormented by the rash for a month, Ying Luwei would have wondered if she was dreaming.

"Sister-in-law, Mr. Berg and the others should be here." Ying Luwei smiled, "I'll take you there."

"Wait a minute." Zhong Manhua took out the mask from his bag and put it on, covering his face tightly.

"Sister-in-law, you..." Ying Luwei seemed to be stunned for a moment before she understood, "I have heard from other teachers that Xiao Jin has performed very well in school recently, and she has won awards at art festivals."

Zhong Manhua was annoyed when he stopped: "Okay, Lu Wei, don't talk about this, let's go over first."

Ying Luwei knows what a degree is, and when she knows what to say, the effect will be better.

So he didn't say more, just pursed his lips and smiled.

The two came to the front of the teaching building.

It's four o'clock, and it happens to be a recess.

There are many students, and many know Ying Luwei.

Because Ying Luwei doesn't come to school very often, she only takes an English class occasionally.

Distance produces beauty, and most students still like her.

"Teacher Ying."

"Hello, Teacher Ying."

Ying Luwei greeted each other with a smile.

Zhong Manhua felt a little uncomfortable and waited anxiously.

After waiting for five minutes, she finally saw a familiar figure and walked out of the teaching building.

"Zijin." Zhong Manhua stepped forward immediately and lowered his voice deliberately, "Zijin, my mother has something to tell you, you should pack your things first and leave school with your mother."

However, Ying Zijin didn't even look at her.

Although he was walking in her direction, he was obviously not looking for her.

Zhong Manhua frowned and became angry.

Just as she was about to step forward and forcibly pull the girl away, an impatient voice came from behind.

"Let let, let let!"

Berg was so anxious that he didn't even look at Zhong Manhua, and ran over impatiently.

Zhong Manhua was bumped to one side, her feet in high heels crooked, but Ying Luwei supported her in time.

"Sister-in-law, are you alright?" Ying Luwei was worried, "I'll take you to the infirmary first. Anyway, Xiao Jin has already seen it. I'll tell the students here, it's not too late to come back later."

Berg's strength is not small, Zhong Manhua gasped in pain.

She glanced at her ankle, which was already swollen.

Hearing this, he didn't refuse, so he had to let Ying Luwei help her go.

Ying Luwei took Zhong Manhua to the infirmary, took a few steps, and looked back casually.

She naturally recognized that it was Berg Bryan, so how could it be possible for Zhong Manhua to be a peacemaker.

Her reputation was ruined, and Ying Zijin didn't even think about it.

However, when she turned her head, she saw Berg tidied up her clothes and knelt down.

The very pious etiquette of apprenticeship was specially learned from Chinese classics.

He put his hands together with a sincere expression: "Master Ying, please accept me as a disciple."