Rebirth of an Idle Noblewoman

Jiang Shuxuan and the others had already arrived at the art exhibition. Seeing the glamorous figure that had already been waiting at the door, Tang Qingqiu subconsciously tensed his body, his heartbeat speeded up a bit, he got out of the car, and originally wanted to wait for Gu Xiqiao and the others. past.

Suddenly it was discovered that there was another person next to Xiao Yun. The two were talking and laughing. It seemed that Xiao Yun was rarely seen so happy.

Tang Qingqiu was stunned immediately, so he didn't wait for Gu Xiqiao to walk forward aggressively, wanting to see who the coquettish **** beside Xiao Yun was.

When he walked to the side, he finally saw the face of that coquettish bastard, and immediately became amiable, "Miss Xiao, hello, who is this?"

"Hello, Mr. Tang." Suddenly I saw Tang Qingqiu, and the other party came to look for her. Although Xiao Yun was a little strange, he introduced him, "This is my friend, Wu Hongwen."

"It's all acquaintances, why are you so polite?" Gu Xiqiao walked slowly from behind.

Only Gu Xiqiao in this group of people really understands oil painting, but the others still take it seriously, especially Xiao Yun, who specially asks the director for a long time off.

There are a lot of paintings of celebrities, but everyone who comes in is attracted by the painting in the middle.

The person in charge of the exhibition seems to have deliberately placed the painting in front of the door so that people can see it at a glance.

The painter used strong oil paint and surreal techniques to construct this painting. The brush strokes are exquisite and delicate. The image of an ordinary middle-aged Chinese woman suddenly appears in the painting. Her eyes are gentle and tolerant, so that everyone who touches these eyes People can't help but stop.

This painting is full of aura and emotion of the person who paints it.

"I thought my apprentice would be a blockbuster this time. I didn't expect it." At the end of the gallery, an old man with gray hair sighed with emotion.

Mr. Wu drank a cup of tea, but kept his eyes on the monitor. The monitor was facing the painting that was hung in the center. “The one that should shine will always shine. Don’t worry, Mr. Wu.”

This old man is Professor Wu of University B. He is quite accomplished in oil painting, but in recent years he has had a little bad luck. He has taught two particularly outstanding apprentices, one is Qiu Yang, second only to Mu Yunfan. The one.

If Mu Yunfan hadn't been born back then, Qiu Yang would be world famous now, but now such a Mu Yunfan had appeared.

After a few years of silence, Professor Wu finally fell in love with a good seedling Meng Zihua. He carefully taught him for three years, and prepared to release a blockbuster this year, but he did not expect to be surprised by himself.

This is the sadness of the same age as the genius. If it were in previous years, talents like Mencius and Qiu Yang would not be unpopular, but now they have only become a foil.

"Who the **** is this one thousand years? I shouldn't have heard of it." Professor Wu suddenly said, "Isn't it Mr. Sima's student again?"

I am afraid that only Sima Jun can teach such a terrifying talent.

"Really not," Mr. Wu suddenly remembered something, "This person would not be willing to be Mr. Sima's apprentice, and she is too young to imagine. If you are lucky, you may be able to see her later."

"Not willing to be Mr. Sima's apprentice?!" Professor Wu was stunned.

Who is Sima Jun? He is the first person recognized by the oil painting and art circles in China. His painting skills and experience are top-notch, and he is a leading master in the world. Countless people are flocking to him, but there are still people who are not willing to be his apprentices?

Mr. Wu smiled faintly, "Let's take a look."

He sold it off.

Professor Wu felt like a cat scratching and scratching his paws when he told him, but the other party kept a cold look, so angry that he wanted to swear!

But because of curiosity, there is no other way but to wait.

Downstairs, Mu Yunfan has been standing under the painting. In fact, he didn't want to come when the organizer asked him for the evaluation this time, but Sima Jun said that this time was special and he couldn't refuse, so he came. However, I never expected to see this painting.

He stared at the painting stubbornly, his gaze was extremely deep, not so much staring at the painting as he was staring at the four words under the painting-"A Thousand Years".

After standing for a while, he pursed his lips, then turned and walked away.

There are many people in the gallery, but it is not noisy at all, and occasionally the voice of conversation is also suppressed very low. Most of these people are talking about the painting that is hung in the center.

Some are guessing the age of the painter, and some are guessing the gender of the painter.

Without exception, the guess result is this-over thirty-five years old, male.

[Beauty Bridge, they guessed this result and I gave it 100 points,] Because of fear of Jiang Shuxuan, the system did not fly out, but was sitting in a virtual space playing games, [I am not afraid of them being ashamed! 】

Listening to the system's words, Gu Xiqiao only smiled, still watching the oil painting all the way.

"The person in charge of the art exhibition is looking for you, do you go up there?" Jiang Shuxuan answered the phone and asked her opinion.

"Who is there?"

"Probably it is the president, and there is also a professor of University B." Jiang Shuxuan lowered his head slightly, his voice was very soft.

Gu Xiqiao touched his ears and coughed, "Then let's go up."

After the two left, Tang Qingqiu stayed with Xiao Yun. His communication skills were always good. After a while he got acquainted with Wu Hongwen, especially when he knew he was Yin Shaoyuan's cousin, Wu Hongwen immediately called him brother and sister.

Until he heard the sound from WeChat, Tang Qingqiu saw that Xiao Yun was watching the oil painting seriously. He was not interested in these, so he took out his mobile phone. It was a message from Qin Heng.

Qin Heng: Master, if possible, Ms. Gu must be dug into our company!

Tang Qingqiu: ...She studied medicine.

Qin Heng: Studying medicine is not the key. I'll know by showing you a few things.

Qin Heng: [Picture] [Picture] [Picture]

Tang Qingqiu created the Tang family enterprise by himself alone, which can explain his ability to a certain extent. He is different from other people in the Tang family. They are all meticulous in Guwu, only he went to the secular world to open a business. The company was so angry that Lord Tang once refused to let him into the house.

However, it is understandable that he is very talented in business. Otherwise, how could he create such a large enterprise on his own?

The pictures Qin Heng sent were the documents that Gu Xiqiao had approved. Tang Qingqiu's eyes were so harsh, he straightened his body abruptly when he saw the writing on it, and then replied.

Tang Qingqiu: Are you sure she approved it?

Qin Heng: Yes, and every book has been carefully approved, and the review opinions are very creative.

Tang Qingqiu couldn’t react to it for a while. He knew better than anyone. Gu Xiqiao only took a few minutes to approve the pile of documents. At first, he thought she was just approving it casually, but he didn’t take it seriously. Qin Heng posted these pictures.

His gaze was a little dazed, Tang Qingqiu: You don't have me?

Qin Heng: I know you don't believe me, Master, you will know when I deliver the documents to your house later.

As the first assistant, Qin Heng has always done things securely. Tang Qingqiu didn't doubt his words, it was incredible.

"You said, if I dug Miss Gu to our company, would she be willing?" Tang Qingqiu suddenly said quietly.

"How come, Erqiao is studying medicine." Wu Hongwen replied without thinking.

Tang Qingqiu also knew this, but still did not give up, "I think she is very suitable for our company."

"Don't think about Mr. Tang, you know, Brother Kun has begged her for a long time just to get her into the entertainment circle." Xiao Yun glanced at Tang Qingqiu, his eyes full of unspeakable sympathy.

Tang Qingqiu: "..."

Wu Hongwen patted him on the shoulder and smiled a little gloating, "Sorrow, Brother Tang."

If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, Tang Qingqiu would want to fight him.

In the office upstairs, Professor Wu was still discussing with Mr. Wu. Knowing that there was a knock on the door, Mr. Wu said "come in".

The door was opened and two figures walked in slowly.

Mr. Wu jumped up immediately, and then respectfully yelled, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Gu."

He doesn't know the identity of Mr. Jiang, but there is an explanation from above, so he must be respectful and polite, and be cautious in his words and actions.

However, although this Mr. Jiang looked cold, he was quite polite, not as cold as his face looked.

Mr. Wu wiped his cold sweat and turned around immediately. Seeing that Professor Wu was still in a daze, he couldn't help but poke him, "Older Wu, aren't you curious about the author of that oil painting, it's Miss Gu."

Professor Wu was indeed in a daze, especially after the words Mr. Wu said.

Young, too young.

The girl who came in put on a goose-yellow coat, which made her skin extremely fair and delicate, and her eyebrows were delicate. When she looked up and looked over here, only those eyes were left, and the waves were shining and aura was full.

Yes, only such a person can draw such agile paintings.

"Professor Wu." Gu Xiqiao leaned over respectfully and cried out. These old artists are all talents of the same country.

I didn’t expect to draw such a picture of such a young person. Young people are generally proud and arrogant. At first, Professor Wu thought, even if this girl is proud of it, he can bear it. After all, she has this strength, but she doesn’t. Thinking of getting along with herself, she was so humble.

"Miss Gu, take the liberty to ask, who is your teacher?" Professor Wu wanted to know who could teach such an outstanding student.

Gu Xiqiao shook his head slightly, "There is no teacher, and I am a student of the Department of Medicine of University A."

Professor Wu froze for a minute.

He asked what he wanted to say. Gu Xiqiao’s phone rang suddenly. It was Xiao Yun’s. There should be important things to call at this time. She picked up the phone and her face suddenly changed, "Sorry, Professor Wu, let’s go down. Talking again, something happened to my friend."

"It's okay." Professor Wu held his chest and waved his hand to indicate his understanding.

After the people left, he picked up his mobile phone and called a friend of his in University A. As soon as the phone was connected, he began to pour bitterness, "Old Jiang, I saw an excellent seedling today, on an oil painting. Absolutely very talented. I have seen the most talented person. It is not inferior to Mu Yunfan, but she said that she studied medicine and was still a student of your A! No, I must dig her over!"

Professor Wu made up his mind.

Professor Jiang on the other end of the phone comforted his brows: How come this setting is so familiar?

Gu Xiqiao rushed out because Xiao Yun called to say that Yao Jiamu was injured and was in the city courtyard.

Fortunately, the system called up the friend's information. Yao Jiamu was somewhat deficient in blood, and other physical functions were normal. Gu Xiqiao breathed a sigh of relief. It should have been a wound and nothing serious happened.

But it’s still a bit strange. Yao Jiamu is a gangster, and he seems to have gained some fame. In addition, he is nostalgic for ancient martial arts. It is difficult for ordinary people to hurt him. Suddenly he was injured and went to the hospital. What a small injury.

The car stopped in front of the hospital.

Gu Xiqiao was waiting for Jiang Shuxuan to stop, and he was studying the system. The system was showing Yao Jiamu's report to her. She breathed a sigh of relief. It was indeed not a big wound.

Jiang Shuxuan hadn't arrived yet, but she saw the person she didn't want to see most.

"Brother Mu, it is her, who squeezed away the opportunity that originally belonged to me, and my father, it was because of her that became like this!" At the entrance of the hospital, Meng Yufan suddenly squeezed Mu Yunfan's arm, she watched and stood. The beautiful girl at the entrance of the hospital, whose eyes were full of anger and humiliation, turned into viciousness.

Mu Yunfan followed her eyes and saw the graceful face, that person, no matter where he stood, firmly attracted everyone's attention.

His eyes changed from trance to disgust, his brows frowned, and he remembered Meng Yu who was still lying in the hospital bed. Mu Yunfan stepped forward and stood coldly in front of Gu Xiqiao, "It's you who killed my uncle? "

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Second, it's about five o'clock?

Scum, keep it and slowly torture, this is the beginning ^_^

ps: Two special small theaters are reserved for the evening (*^__^*)