For a moment, she was stunned and did not move for a long time.
Wen Tinglan seemed to have sensed something and looked in the direction where Lin Qingjia was standing.
Their eyes met and their gazes met.
Wen Tinglan's expression froze.
Blood ties were a very wonderful thing.
Whether it was rejection or closeness, there was no reason, but one could always sense that the other party was one's brother or sister.
Wen Tinglan's IQ was extremely high.
In addition, he knew that An Rou Jin had married into the ancient martial arts world, so he could naturally determine that this was Wen Fengmian's other child.
She was also a biological sister that he had never seen before.
Wen Fengmian told him that adult matters had nothing to do with children.
A five-year-old child did not know anything and only knew how to survive. Naturally, he would leave with the party that looked glamorous on the surface. He did not want to stay in a poor county where he could not even eat his fill.
Everyone was different. Some people paid more attention to identity and status, while others paid more attention to family.
As long as he had a clear conscience, it was fine.
Wen Tinglan calmly retracted his gaze. He held his phone and replied to Adele's message.
Lin Qingjia pursed her lips.
Seeing that Lin Qingjia did not follow him, Hall Master Liu could not help but turn around in confusion. "Miss Qingjia, did something happen?"
He was over sixty years old, but he was far inferior to Lin Qingjia in terms of refining medicine.
Today, he invited her to help him see what the problem was.
"Nothing." Lin Qingjia shook her head. "Let's go in."
Hall Master Liu led Lin Qingjia into the medicine refining room and found that Lin Qingjia had been distracted. He could not help but worry. "Miss Qingjia, are you really okay?"
Lin Qingjia still shook her head. "I thought of a troublesome case."
She looked at the problem for Hall Master Liu, and her thoughts kept drifting.
Lin Jinyun kept asking her to go out for a walk because she wanted to see if she could meet her biological father.
The ancient martial arts world believed that her biological father was a powerful ancient martial artist.
Otherwise, Lin Qingjia would not be able to dual cultivate ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.
But Lin Qingjia knew that this belief was false.
Wen Fengmian was indeed just an ordinary person.
Therefore, when An Roujin told her that she had met Wen Fengmian, she was a little nervous.
Meeting Wen Tinglan today was beyond her expectations. After An Rou Jin returned to Qing Shui County, she told her that Wen Tinglan was severely autistic and was not a normal person.
But now it seemed that this wasn't the case.
Wen Tinglan was very normal. He had also recognized her, but it was obvious that he had no other intentions.
Of course, Lin Qingjia had no intention of reuniting with Wen Fengmian.
An Rou Jin was crazy. No one knew what her family was like in the past.
She was also the young miss of the Lin family.
This was good.
**
After Ying Zijin came out of Danmeng, she saw Wen Tinglan standing by the lake, silently looking at the birds on the lake.
She walked over. "What's wrong? Spacing out again? "
"Sis." Wen Tinglan's lips moved when he heard the familiar and distant voice. He whispered, "I saw her."
"Hmm?" Ying Zijin's eyebrows did not move. She nodded. "Lin Qingjia?"
Wen Tinglan nodded slowly. "She must have recognized me, but we didn't say anything."
"Yes, I've seen her too." Ying Zijin leaned against the tree. "She's very talented, just like you."
She thought for a moment. "What do you think?"
"Dad said that the past is the past. That disgusting woman has been punished. We're doing very well now, so there's no need to pay attention to others." Wen Tinglan was very calm. "I listen to Dad, so I don't need to have anything to do with irrelevant people."
Ever since he could remember, he only knew Ying Zijin.
Their mother was absent, so the three of them were a family.
Ying Zijin said calmly, "Dad has always been right."
Wen Fengmian saw through things too clearly. Not many people could reach his state of mind.
After all, Lin Qingjia was his biological daughter.
Originally, as father and daughter, Lin Qingjia and Wen Fengmian had some karma between them and might be implicated.
However, she had calculated that the karma had weakened to almost nothing now.
Ying Zijin deduced for a while.
Lin Qingjia must have used the talent that she received from Wen Fengmian to enter the Lin family and obtain a better life. This offset the karma and severed the karma.
She was indeed no different from a stranger.
She did not care about other people, but Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan could not be hurt.
"Let's go." Ying Zijin patted his shoulder. "We still have to record the show tomorrow. Your one hundred million."
Hearing this, Wen Tinglan's eyebrows relaxed. "Yeah."
**
The next day.
There was no competition today. Instead, they were filming life on campus.
First, Ying Zijin and Li Han brought the Norton University students to several famous photo spots in the Imperial Capital University. Then, as the host, Qin Lingyu proposed to connect to Norton University and take photos of the buildings in Norton University.
[Put your butt here and squat.]
[I really want to know what Norton University looks like.]
[I want to see a cute girl like Adele. Can you assign me a partner?]
[I'm someone that Norton University will never get.]
However, this proposal was rejected.
"When we entered the university, we all signed a confidentiality agreement." Wen Tinglan said, "Regarding the university's internal affairs, outsiders can't see it."
Ying Zijin raised her eyebrows.
She did not doubt that if she really went to film, it was very likely that she would capture the scene of the explosion.
The last time she was there, there was an explosion on the side of the road.
It was not easy for the vice president to survive until now.
"We definitely can't watch Norton University." Juan glanced at Adele from the corner of his eye. Full of confidence, he said elegantly, "I can show it to everyone at the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O."
Westerners paid attention to art and Adele liked it too. Naturally, he wanted to show off in front of her.
He wanted to prove that he was better than Wen Tinglan, who only knew how to assemble firearms.
Qin Lingyu pressed on her headset. "Okay, then let's connect to the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O."
The netizens were disappointed.
[I'm even more curious. Tell me, what's in Norton University? Why can't we see it?]
[Forget it, we can watch the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O. Really, the students who can enter are all future treasures of the art world.]
The big screen in the conference hall lowered and the building of the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O appeared.
The person in charge of answering the phone was a teacher from the admissions department.
Juan happened to know this teacher. He spoke before Qin Lingyu. "Teacher, I'm Juan Herschel."
The teacher was a little surprised. "You've graduated from Norton University?"
"Yes." Juan was very arrogant. "They came to Hua for an exchange. Now, we need to show them the inside of our school. Teacher, can you go to the Celebrity Art Studio?"
The Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O naturally received the news from the program team.
The teacher nodded and took the computer to the Celebrity Art Studio.
In addition to the paintings of some world-famous artists, the Celebrity Art Studio also had a special exhibition hall for students.
Juan pointed at an oil painting on the screen and became even more proud. "This is my painting."
He turned around and saw Adele standing on tiptoe and grabbing Wen Tinglan's hair. Her actions were very intimate. He was so angry that he almost exploded.
Juan could only throw the topic to Ying Zijin. "Miss Ying, what do you think?"
Ying Zijin glanced at it. "It's very bad."
Juan's expression froze. He smiled faintly. "Then it seems that Miss Ying can paint better paintings?"
The boy who had been following Juan muttered, "Even if you want to brag, you should come up with a draft."
Paintings that could be placed in the Celebrity Art Studio were very precious in the entire Royal Academy of Arts.
At this moment, the teacher in charge of the gallery suddenly stopped and bowed to a figure in front of him. "Mr. Berg."
From the screen, they could see that it was a man in his thirties. He had a small braid and looked a little neurotic.
Qin Lingyu and the rest of the program team were very surprised, but she immediately introduced him. "Berg Bryan, the best in the oil painting world. He's especially good at Chino Feng's style. His oil painting was auctioned off for 300 million US dollars a while ago." “
I remember now. I saw his art exhibition in Continent O before. He's a genius oil painter! "
"Amazing. I heard that even the doctoral students in the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O might not be able to meet Berg. Juan actually managed to attract Berg. No wonder he's a double student."
Juan was also quite surprised.
Although he had met Berg before, it was in the public lecture hall.
Berg had a strange personality and was difficult to get along with. He was only good friends with the pianist Bart. He could not invite anyone else.
Masters of this level were indeed crazy.
Then, Juan saw Berg walking towards the camera.
He was even more surprised. Just as he was about to speak, Berg spoke first. "Move aside."
Juan was stunned. He pointed at himself. "Me?"
"Yes, yes, yes. Hurry up." Berg was very anxious. He stomped his feet and kept urging. "Move aside."
He had just seen a familiar expression on the computer screen. He had to check if his old eyes were playing tricks on him. He had to make sure.
Juan did not understand, but he still moved aside.
The camera was completely focused. Berg's face was magnified and almost stuck to the screen.
The netizens and the students present saw it clearly.
Ying Zijin looked up.
"Master Ying!" Berg finally saw the girl's face clearly. His eyes lit up and he grabbed the computer. "Master Ying, what a coincidence. We meet again. When are you free to teach me oil painting?"
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