Chapter 129
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Qin Churou hurriedly nodded in agreement. "Teacher, I'll definitely work hard."
"If you don't live up to expectations and turn out to be a good-for-nothing, there's no need for me to teach you anymore." Qi Wenshi's expression did not soften.
Qin Churou humbly agreed again.
After saying this, Qi Wenshi did not leave with Qin Churou. Instead, he drove away by himself.
Qin Churou stood where she was. Her heart was filled with resentment toward Qi Wenshi.
She was talented. If Qi Wenshi was as powerful as that old fart, how could she not be comparable to Sheng?
Qin Churou blamed Qi Wenshi for this.
Not long after, Old Master Lu also left the association. Qin Churou saw Old Master Lu get into a luxury car. She recognized that car. It was a limited edition car that cost up to 50 million yuan.
Her teacher drove a car that cost only a few million yuan.
Qin Churou took out her phone. Based on her memory, she entered Lu Zhongguo's name on Baidu.
Not long after, Lu Zhongguo's name popped up.
Lu Zhongguo, the top painter in Hua Nation.
He was 72 years old now. When he was 25 years old, he was already famous in the country. When he was 35 years old, he won third place in the International Painting Competition.
When he was 50 years old, he was named the top painter in the country.
Qin Churou stared at the phone screen. She felt more and more indignant.
She thought that Qi Wenshi was already good enough. She did not expect Qi Wenshi to be so mediocre.
Compared to Lu Zhongguo, Qi Wenshi was very weak.
If she became Lu Zhongguo's disciple …
Qin Churou's thoughts became active.
With Lu Zhongguo's guidance, she would definitely be better than Wei Cheng and Sheng Sheng. She would also be better than Qi Wenshi's other student!
Family Qin.
Lin Shu-ah was waiting for Qin Churou early in the morning. So was Qin Hai. He placed great importance on whether Qin Churou could participate in the Youth Painting Competition this time. He sat on the sofa and read the financial newspaper.
When Qin Churou returned, Lin Shu-ah went to greet her.
"Rou 'er, how is the situation?"
Qin Churou's expression did not look good.
Hearing this, Qin Churou's tears fell uncontrollably.
"Mom, she has someone backing her. Even if she faked it, the teacher can't do anything about it."
When Qin Churou cried, Lin Shu-ah's heart ached. She quickly comforted her. "Rou 'er, don't participate. There are many ways to become famous. We don't care about this small Youth Painting Competition."
Qin Hai felt a headache coming on.
It was not a problem for her to cry once or twice. However, every time something happened to Qin Churou, she would cry. Qin Hai was really annoyed.
He put down the newspaper and said in a low voice, "Don't cry, Rou 'er. You're not young anymore. You can't just cry."
Qin Churou's heart sank.
She wanted to use crying to gain Lin Shu-ah and Qin Hai's sympathy so that they would not pursue the matter. This had always been successful in the past.
Now, Qin Hai was obviously impatient.
Indeed, in front of benefits, she was nothing.
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