Chapter 408
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Qi Wenshi's voice was very loud. Qin Churou was stunned and subconsciously denied, "Teacher, did you misunderstand something?"
Qi Wenshi ignored Qin Churou's words and said directly, "Qin Churou, you said that I have a bad temper and that I can't teach you well. If it weren't for me, would your painting be so good?"
Qin Churou had already vaguely guessed something.
Her hands were tightly clenched together.
"Qin Churou, did you see that Lu Zhongguo is the number one conversation master in the country, and my standard is poor and I can't bring you into the Youth Painting Competition? I don't have the ability to teach you, right?"
Qi Wenshi's face was dark. How did he not know that he was teaching an ingrate?
He had taught Qin Churou for nine years, and Qin Churou still wanted to acknowledge someone else as her teacher!
Qin Churou bit her lip. She did not know how she should react.
"Qin Churou, you clearly know that Lu Zhongguo and I have been rivals for many years, and you still went to acknowledge him as your teacher. Do you still have me as your teacher in your eyes?" Qi Wenshi threw the teacup on the table to the ground.
The shards splattered all over the floor.
If Qin Churou went to acknowledge someone else as her teacher, Qi Wenshi would be angry, but he would not be so angry.
However, the person Qin Churou went to was Lu Zhongguo.
Everyone in the painting world knew that he and Lu Zhongguo did not get along.
Now, the disciple that he had taught for many years wanted to become Lu Zhongguo's student and slandered him, the teacher.
Wasn't this a slap to his face?
If this spread out, what would people think of him?
The shards landed beside Qin Churou's feet. Qin Churou's body trembled and her face turned pale.
However, she still had a glimmer of hope and wanted to smooth things over.
"Teacher, I'm sorry. I really don't know what you're talking about." Qin Churou's eyes were red.
Qi Wenshi sneered and turned on his phone. A video was played.
"Old Mr. Lu."
This was Qin Churou's voice.
Qin Churou's body trembled even more. "I'm sorry, Teacher."
"Qin Churou, if I didn't see this video, you would have fooled me." Qi Wenshi's gaze was very cold.
Qin Churou gritted her teeth.
Why did he record record a video?
Even if he wasn't willing to accept her as a student, he could have just left her be. Instead, he had recorded the video and sent it to Qi Wenshi.
She had never offended him. Why did he treat her like this?
Her previous life, her life's life Qin's life's life.
But now, one thing after another was forcing her to the road of death.
"I'm sorry, Teacher. I thought wrongly." Qin Churou apologized humbly.
Although Qi Wenshi was angry, Qin Churou was a rare talent. Qi Wenshi was counting on Qin Churou and his other student to let him shine in the painting world.
Qi Wenshi naturally did not want to give up on Qin Churou just like that.
But in the future, he did not need to treat her too well.
There was no need to be nice to an ingrate who couldn't be raised properly.
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