The Secret to Picking Up Girls

At that moment, Liu Mengting lamented in her heart, "Yuze! Yuze! Did you go too far with your boasting? How dare you be so presumptuous in front of my father? This is his most prized painting! How could you ruin it like this?" In Liu Mengting's mind, Zhang Yuze had been driven mad by her father's anger and was simply retaliating.

The crisp little sapling was right in the center of the foreground, not among the mountains, yet amidst the towering peaks, it gave people a sense of vibrant life. It was this ordinary sapling that fundamentally changed the painting. If the original painting only gave people a realistic feeling in terms of image, now, after Zhang Yuze's finishing touch, the whole painting seemed to come alive.

"A miracle! It's truly miraculous!" Liu Mengting's father stared blankly at the painting before him, muttering to himself.

Liu Mengting turned her head, her eyes blazing as she looked at Zhang Yuze, as if she were looking at a rare treasure.

"Uh!" Zhang Yuze felt a little apprehensive under Liu Zhong's gaze. Why did his eyes look like he was staring at a naked woman?

Half an hour later, Zhang Yuze and Liu Mengting were walking together on the street. Zhang Yuze's series of earth-shattering performances had completely changed Liu Mengting's father's impression of him. He repeatedly consulted Zhang Yuze on many profound issues of traditional Chinese painting, and Zhang Yuze answered them one by one. His insightful answers made Liu Zhong feel enlightened and suddenly understand everything. In just half an hour, he became extremely respectful of Zhang Yuze, this young man of his daughter's generation, and inquired about Zhang Yuze's teacher, wondering which school he came from to have such amazing attainments. Zhang Yuze was drenched in sweat and lied that his teacher was a reclusive old man living in the mountains, whom he hadn't seen for many years. Knowing that the time limit of his ability was approaching, Zhang Yuze quickly claimed that he had something to do and was preparing to leave.

Liu Zhong's attitude towards Zhang Yuze was now completely different. He quickly asked his daughter to send him back and kindly invited Zhang Yuze to come to his house to play whenever he was free. The speed of his change was truly speechless. However, this was not an unimaginable thing. Because Zhang Yuze already knew that after the college entrance examination, Liu Mengting would apply for fine arts, inheriting Liu Zhong's mantle. His attainments in painting did not conflict with Liu Mengting's, and could even help her improve, so Liu Zhong did not object to his daughter having more contact with Zhang Yuze.

"Zhang Yuze, what else are you hiding from me? I didn't expect you to be a master of traditional Chinese painting, so secretive! I'm impressed!" Liu Mengting heavily "hmph"ed at Zhang Yuze, clearly very dissatisfied.

Zhang Yuze shook his head helplessly and smiled wryly, "Mengting, didn't you not ask? I can't just boast in front of you for no reason that I'm a master! Then you wouldn't think I'm a conceited maniac!"

After saying that, Zhang Yuze felt very embarrassed! If he were to paint again now, he would probably reveal his true form!