Tired Lord, your wife is a boss

Chapter 55
After school in the evening, Dong Yan came to pick up Qiao Anchu and Qiao Yimo this time.

Because she had an appointment with Mr. Qin in the evening, Dong Yan took Qiao Anchu to see Mr. Qin.

"Yimo, you can go with us, it won't take up too much of your time." Dong Yan said to Qiao Yimo.

Qiao Yimo lowered her head and played with her phone, neither refusing nor agreeing.

The butler parked the car outside the Jintong Academy of Fine Arts.

Qiao Yimo felt that the atmosphere and scenery of the Academy of Fine Arts were very good, and when Dong Yan and Qiao Anchu went to see Mr. Qin, she proposed to go out for a walk by herself.

Looking at the students full of college atmosphere, she couldn't help but remind her of the time in country M.

Fortunately, it is the Academy of Fine Arts. The architectural style of the school is unique and artistic. It reminds her of the Academy of Fine Arts she attended in country M, which is similar to this school.

Qiao Yimo went upstairs with her small schoolbag on her back, and found that there was a teacher teaching in the upstairs studio.

But it was a teacher who caught Qiao Yimo's attention. He was holding Qiao Yimo's familiar painting in his hand. She took a closer look and realized that it was her early painting.

He should be teaching materials for students, but Qiao Yimo himself was not satisfied with the early paintings. After all, those paintings were still very immature and could not be called teaching materials at all.

"Can you give me this painting?" Qiao Yimo pointed to the painting in the teacher's hand.

The teacher sized Qiao Yimo up and down, he looked quite young, why is he so greedy, even wanting Master Shui Mo's paintings?

The teacher said softly, "Go away, are you ashamed to speak? This is a painting by Master Shui Mo."

Qiao Yimo narrowed her phoenix eyes, "I know."

The teacher snorted lightly, "I said you little girl, you dare to ask for it even if you know it, do you know how much a painting by Master Shui Mo sells for?"

"The early paintings are too green and not worth a lot of money." Qiao Yimo's red lips curled slightly, and she smiled wickedly, and said, "Why don't you sell the paintings to me, and I'll give you money."

"Are you crazy?"

The teacher asked a question.

A few seconds later, someone said, "Do you know how much this painting costs? Several million, can you afford it? Are you still talking about buying it?"

"Hehe!" Qiao Yimo chuckled.

The teacher ignored her and left directly.

Qiao Yimo raised her eyebrows helplessly, this teacher's eyesight is really bad, even that kind of painting can catch the eye, presumably the students here are not very good.

She shook her head and walked around, not writing for a long time, her hands were itchy.

She went into the single room at the school.

It was found that there was no one in the single room, but her early paintings on the drawing board. In Qiao Yimo's view, these paintings were very ugly!

Qiao Yimo was very dissatisfied, so she picked up a pen from a classmate on the table and added a few touches to the painting.

After a few minutes, she finally nodded with satisfaction.

At this moment, a male classmate suddenly appeared in the corridor.

Seeing Qiao Yimo's sneaky figure, he thought he was here to steal the painting, so he immediately stepped forward to stop him, "Who are you? What do you want to do?"

Qiao Yimo smiled, pointed to the work on the drawing board, "Look, how about it?"

The classmate stared blankly for a few seconds, then nodded mechanically, "It looks good."

Qiao Yimo smiled, "Then my efforts have not been wasted."

Qiao Yimo carried a small schoolbag, left a word and left.

"Is this a private modification of Master Shui Mo's painting?" The male student didn't react at all.

By the time he realized that he wanted to arrest the girl for questioning, she had disappeared.

He ran all over the corridors but didn't see that person. Instead, he was caught by Mr. Qin.

"You brat, don't practice drawing well, are you sneaky? I'll call your parents!"

Liu Xinhua was looking for Qiao Yimo in the corridor, but Mr. Qin happened to catch him.

He hurriedly brought Mr. Qin into the studio, and pointed to the painting that had been altered by the girl.

Old Mr. Qin looked at the painting in front of him, and suddenly his eyes widened.

"Little brat, this is what you changed?"

The painting in front of me is vivid and vivid, and the overall layout looks very comfortable, quite like a master.

Maybe it's a hidden talent, or a painting master in the circle?
"Teacher, I am wronged! How could I change the painting without permission?"

"Who is that?"

"Is it a student of our college?" Old Mr. Qin asked Liu Xinhua.

Liu Xinhua shook his head, "I don't think so, I've never seen her before, she is very fair and beautiful!"

"White and beautiful?" Old Mr. Qin was stunned.

Could it be the little girl I just met?

"Little bastard, practice drawing well! I'll go out for a while!"

Mr. Qin was so excited that he almost jumped up. He was going to monitor to see if this person was the one he suspected.

Back at Qiao's house, Qiao Yimo heard Dong Yan's exaggerated laughter.

"It's really great! Seeing how exquisite the invitation letter is, Mr. Qin must value you very much."

Qiao Anchu said modestly: "Mom, I'm thankful to you for giving me such a good education, otherwise...otherwise I might still be farming."

Hearing this, Dong Yan smiled awkwardly, feeling that her face was extremely painful.

The corner of Qiao Yimo's mouth twitched into a sarcastic smile. Do you take it seriously?It's not like she hasn't seen Qiao Anchu's paintings before, the ones she drew are bullshit, entry-level ones.

Suddenly, Qiao Yimo's phone turned on, and she found that it was Su Zhe calling, maybe it was some kind of mission.

Su Zhe: [Sister Mo, are you busy? 】

Qiao Yimo: [Someone asks for a painting. 】

[How much is the bid? ] Qiao Yimo replied slowly.

【2000! ! ! 】

Qiao Yimo: [There is no time. 】

Su Zhe: [Sister Mo, are you so willful? 2000 million is not a small number]

Seeing Su Zhe's excited look, Qiao Yimo raised her legs.

[Who is so blind, don't you know that a picture of mine sells at least 8000 million? 】

Su Zhe: [I don't know who it is. The other party asked for a painting anonymously. He asked you to draw a picture of mountains and flowing water. 】

[High mountains and flowing water? 】

The painting of mountains and flowing water is quite difficult, and it takes some time to draw it!

[Sister Mo, do you want to pick it up? ] Su Zhe asked.

[I still have 2000 million. 】

The meaning in the words is obvious, do not accept, reject the order.

Su Zhe is envious, this 2000 million is really not a small amount, according to Sister Mo's ability, it is not a problem to complete it in three to five days!

Don't want the money you get?
Qiao Yimo had just put down her phone when Leng Juan called.

She frowned, but still connected.

"The old lady is going abroad on Sunday. She said that she misses you a little bit. Can you come and see her again?"

Qiao Yimo suddenly remembered that the old lady had mentioned this matter to her a few days ago.

"Okay, I'll go."

Qiao Yimo wanted to give the old lady a farewell gift, but she didn't know what to give.

"By the way, what does the old lady like?"

Leng Juan could tell that Qiao Yimo wanted to give something to the old lady.

(End of this chapter)