The System of I Am My Sister in the City

　　Li Yunfeng, the leader, saw Su Han's car, and waved to him from afar.

　　As soon as Su Han got out of the car, someone diligently came to help him park the car in the parking lot.

　　"President Li? This is...?" Su Han's gaze swept across the group of people present and asked with some doubts.

　　"Uh, this, it's really that Master Su's reputation is too loud, so those unprofessional disciples in our association have to clamor to see Master Su's painting skills."

　　Li Yunfeng was sweating, and he was a little confused about Su Han's thoughts.

　　Looking at the expression on this young man's face, there was no emotion, but Li Yunfeng didn't dare to underestimate him.

　　"If Master Su doesn't like people making noise, I'll let them go away..." Li Yunfeng said hurriedly.

　　"No need, I've come here, they're all from the same association, I don't mind." Su Han raised his hand to stop him.

　　Then smiled and nodded towards the eight elders behind Li Yunfeng, and they nodded towards Su Han with the same smile.

　　At this time, Li Yunfeng stopped immediately, Su Han raised his legs and walked in, and the crowd spread out for him on their own.

　　Someone in the crowd silently looked at Su Han, who was first embraced by the eight elders and the president of the association.

　　"You said that this person is so young and so evil as rumored outside?"

　　"Who knows, just take a look and see?"

　　Following Su Han's actions, the crowd also poured into the association's building.

　　Everyone came to the conference room, and those outside disciples and other people were rejected from the door.

　　For a while, only Li Yunfeng and the nine elders including Su Han were left in the conference room.

　　"Master Su" Li Yunfeng called Su Han with respect, "Master Su can complete a masterpiece in three days, which is really beyond my expectations."

　　Su Han smiled and looked around the crowd. He knew that there were so many people who wanted to see his jokes today.

　　In this world, age and seniority are the first things, Su Han understands.Of course, if you have a tender face, you have to endure a lot of hardships, but this world also relies on strength to speak, especially here.

　　"It can't be called a masterpiece, it's just a painting with painstaking effort, barely able to catch everyone's eyes." Su Han narrowed his eyes, looking modest and low-key.

　　This appearance obviously pleases the eight elders. They are getting old and relying on Yu Wei left behind when they were young to be in this position.

　　Now a Su Han appeared out of thin air, and he won the position of an elder without much effort. Moreover, the work had to attend such a big occasion, so he was naturally dissatisfied.

　　Now that Su Han is so humble, it makes these elders feel that it is nothing more than that. Although it was completed in three days, it took a lot of effort, and what if the painting is not good.

　　The bearded elder laughed, "Then ask Elder Su to take out the works and let us old men slap their eyes."

　　Su Han's expression remained unchanged, he took out the scroll, spread it on the table in the conference room, and slowly unfolded the scroll.

　　The sound of taking a breath of cold air instantly resounded in the conference room, and the expressions on almost all the elders' faces could be called jaw-dropping.

　　"This...this...is it really drawn by Elder Su in three days?" An elder asked excitedly while looking at the lifelike fierce horse on the scroll.

　　Su Han smiled, but there was no trace of complacency.

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Chapter 147 Stormy Seas

　　The elders looked at Su Han who was quietly there now, and their hearts were turbulent.

　　If they were still dissatisfied with Su Han's status and strength before, then they have been completely conquered by Su Han's strength.

　　Looking at Su Han's "Hundred Horses", the yellow background color is distinct, and he boldly uses color paintings to depict horses of different shapes on the basis of the Tianchao mountain ink painting.

　　It can be said that it is a painting with Chinese and Western characteristics.

　　All the elders are people who love to paint, and they are a little ecstatic when they look at the paintings for a while.

　　They only recovered when they heard Li Yunfeng carefully asking Su Han if he could show the painting on the outside of the conference room.

　　For a time, all the elders blushed a little. They have spent most of their lives and have seen countless paintings.

　　But today he lost his temper because of the work of a young man who was not yet twenty.

　　Su Han is a master master, and the elders don't think there is anything unusual.

　　An elder smiled and bowed his hands to Su Han, "Master Su can have such strength at such a young age, which is really unmatched."

　　"Yeah, this exhibition will definitely bring back the place of our Chinese people. With talents like Master Su, they dare to be arrogant."

　　Several of the masters are all young and old. They are not short of money or power. The only feeling is their own country.

　　Seeing that the painters' association in Longcheng is not as good as each year, the elders' faces are calm, but their hearts are in a hurry.

　　Especially when foreign tour groups come to visit Huaxia every year, whenever they see those foreigners demoting the Celestial Dynasty to nothing, their angry beards can grow tall.

　　Well now, the appearance of Su Han gave them a glimmer of hope for these old men.

　　Although a person can't change anything, it can give them a little comfort in their hearts.

　　For a while, the elders looked at Su Han with enthusiasm in their eyes.

　　Especially Luo Tian, ​​his eyes were about to turn into substance and roast Su Han.

　　In order to avoid this embarrassing atmosphere, Su Han hurriedly agreed to Li Yunfeng, "I'll go outside with you and meet the staff of our association by the way."

　　Li Yunfeng is naturally extremely happy. Originally, Su Han's ability to help him was something that made Li Yunfeng feel grateful to Su Han. He didn't expect that Su Han would take the initiative to identify him.

　　This made Li Yunfeng even more overjoyed.

　　A special staff carefully put away the paintings, and then took them to the hall where the non-staff members were.

　　After carefully unfolding the painting, the clear reflection on the big screen made everyone sigh.

　　They don't have the realm of a few elders, they just feel that the order in this painting is clear, and each horse is lifelike.

　　The looming ink mountains and rivers in the distance made their minds comprehend this painting: on a vast grassland, dozens of horses are distributed in different places.

　　This is a group where they either play or eat and live leisurely.

　　The mountains and waters in the distance and the trees and grasses nearby jumped on the paper, making people feel relaxed and happy, guessing how the owner of this painting is a person with a gully in his chest.

　　The object of speculation has been standing quietly on the screen. Although it is low-key, it can't stop people's attention.

　　Su Han quietly enjoyed the sight of everyone on him, but his face did not change at all.

　　As if those who were praised and touted were not himself.

　　People who were attracted by Su Han's paintings kept coming to ask some professional questions about Su Han.

　　"Master Su, you are so talented at such a young age, may I ask which master did you learn from?"

　　"Master Su, can I ask you some questions about painting skills?"

　　"Master Su is so young, I don't know if we can get married?" Seeing that a good venue turned into a blind date meeting, Wu Yangyang's chaos turned into a mess.

　　Su Han frowned, and when he saw a young girl who didn't start to pupate, the crowd was pushed to the side, almost unable to stand.

　　His face suddenly sank, and Li Yunfeng, who had been observing him, saw that he was obviously unhappy now.

　　Ask the staff next to you to organize the evacuation and apologize in a hurry, "Master Su, I really made you laugh. People outside don't understand the rules, so don't bother with them."

　　Su Han didn't speak, but found the little girl who was almost pushed down just now. "Are you all right?"

　　Wang Zhenzhen originally followed her own parents to see the master. Her parents said that her painting skills were not good. If she could get the master's favor with them, she could improve.

　　Instead of seeing those well-respected masters, I saw a very good-looking little brother.

　　Hearing that the little brother is the master who will be exhibiting paintings today, Wang Zhenzhen's eyes widened in surprise when his parents said it.

　　How are you so young!He originally wanted to squeeze forward to take a look at the painting of a little brother, but the crowd was too large to be squeezed outside.

　　Just when she was worried, a clear voice like a raindrop fell in the valley rang in his ear, "Are you all right?"

　　Wang Zhenzhen turned her head, and when she saw the man behind him, her face flushed red.

　　"I,. I'm fine," she stammered, but she kept shouting in her heart.

　　"Ah, ah, so handsome! So handsome and so powerful, man! I really want to hug his thighs!"

　　Su Han looked at the cute-looking girl with a suspicious blush on her face, and smiled thoughtfully, "That's good."

　　He left casually, leaving only Wang Zhenzhen still recalling Su Han's upside-down smile.

　　As everyone knows, when Su Han was talking to the little girl, someone quickly recorded it with the camera. This can be called the smile of the country and the city.

　　Even the photographer who just accidentally captured this shot did not expect that this photo would be wildly hyped, or even to the point of sky-high prices.

　　I didn't expect that the protagonist of the photo, Su Han, would become so angry that people and gods were angry.

　　Just as Su Han was leaving, Wang Zhenzhen's parents suddenly came to him, "What did Master Su say to you!?"

　　With excited expressions on their faces, their parents, although they are well-known painters in Longcheng, can barely be regarded as members of the Painters Association.

　　However, artists are all money as dung, only the title is higher than anything else.

　　My daughter was able to get in touch with the elders of the painters association, and she was the one who had been in the limelight recently.

　　How can this not make them excited?But Wang Zhenzhen was obviously still lost in Su Han's smile.

　　At this time, Li Yuanfang came quietly and quietly, beside the two of them, "Master Su said that he thinks this child's qualifications are good, and he will send this child to the association to study from next week."

　　Speaking of which, Wang Zhenzhen's parents, who were extremely excited, followed in Su Han's footsteps.

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Chapter 148 Haunted

　　In fact, the Painters Association is not just an association, as simple as that, there are many industries and production chains under it.

　　For example, the primary school in the association is specially used for those children to learn painting skills, so not everyone can enter?Rich and powerful can't get in.

　　Only if the staff come to you and say that your works are sufficiently aura, and that you think your child has a future, you will be eligible to enter the school.

　　But the school is also divided into three, six, nine, and so on. Every month, one work must be submitted, and the work will be graded and then divided into classes.

　　The highest class: students in the Danyang class can even enjoy full tuition free, and the elders will give you the honor of taking classes in turn.

　　However, since the school was established, the students who entered the Danyang class have been able to break through with one hand, but all the students in this class have become leaders in the field of painting skills after they come out.

　　Even the students in the last class, as long as they came out of the Painters Association Academy at this time, their treatment will always be higher than others.

　　Su Han didn't know the twists and turns here, but Wang Zhenzhen's parents felt that their child had won the favor of a nobleman, and he would be able to flourish in the future.