This was great. He had lost all his face overseas.
Other than that, Zhong Manhua really could not think of anything about Ying Zijin that could make the honorary teacher of the Royal Academy of Arts of Continent O come to Qing Zhi personally.
Naturally, she had heard of Burke Bryan's name.
When she had chosen a painting teacher for Xiao Xuan, the painting teacher had strongly praised Burke.
It could be said that Burke represented the peak of Baroque oil painting in Continent O.
Countless students in the Royal Academy of Arts of Continent O wanted to be his disciple.
However, Burke had a very strange temper, even worse than Shengqing Hall. He had never accepted any disciples and would only occasionally give guidance to the younger generation.
When Zhong Manhua thought of being pointed at by others when she went out in the future, her heart ached.
It was like this again.
If it were Xiao Xuan, she would definitely not embarrass her.
"Sister-in-law, what's wrong?" Ying Luwei saw Zhong Manhua's face turn from green to white and asked with concern, "Are you not feeling well?"
"I'm fine." Zhong Manhua pressed her temples and calmed her breathing. "Is Mr. Burke still in Qing Zhi?"
"When I left the school, the principal was with him." Ying Luwei said, "They should have gone to look for Xiao Jin. Maybe he's still there."
"Prepare the car." Hearing this, Zhong Manhua got up and made a decision immediately. "Let's go to Qing Zhi now."
She had to apologize to him before things got out of hand.
"I'm familiar with Qing Zhi. I'll go with you." Ying Luwei handed the medicinal soup to the butler and said, "Take good care of Old Madam."
The butler said respectfully, "Miss Luwei, don't worry. Nothing will happen to Old Madam."
After that, Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei went to Qing Zhi together.
**
Qing Zhi High School.
When the principal heard the errand boy's reply, he felt like he was about to explode.
With Burke's status, not to mention Qing Zhi, even the painting students at the Imperial Capital University would fight to see him.
This …
However, to the principal's surprise, Berg was in a good mood this time.
He waved his hand generously. "It's fine. Ask her when she's free. I'll wait for her here."
The principal, who had just experienced the double standards, was speechless.
This time, he was completely torn apart.
"Oh." The underling didn't know Burke. He scratched his head. "Are you in a hurry? If it's urgent, I'll go talk to him again. "
"No rush, no rush." Borg was in a good mood. "I'll be staying in Hu City for the next few days. I'll be available whenever she's free."
The principal was speechless.
That's not what you said earlier.
"Okay." The younger brother felt that this foreigner was easy to talk to.
Just as he was about to run back, he heard Borg say, "Hey, wait. Help me ask if she likes Chino Feng very much."
**
After the younger brother brought this sentence to Class 19, he saw Papa YIng looking up with his beautiful almond-shaped eyes, but his expression was very cold.
"No, he talks too much. I want to bury him."
"Then bury him." The younger brother tried to curry favor. "Papa YIng, where is he? We'll go up and put a sack over him."
Xiu Yu said faintly, "He's been dead for hundreds of years. Go ahead."
The younger brother was stunned. "…"
"Papa YIng, your joke is really interesting." Xiu Yu put a hand on the girl's shoulder. "You haven't seen him before. How do you know he's a chatterbox?"
There were many records about Chino Feng, but most of them were praises for how good his paintings were.
He was born in 1623 and died in 1709.
He left behind hundreds of paintings in his life, which were extremely glorious.
However, all the oil paintings that still existed in the world were on display in the major museums in Continent O.
There were also two oil paintings in the Imperial Capital Museum. Xiu Yu had seen Chino Feng's masterpieces there.
"Because …" Ying Zijin was still indifferent. "When he was painting, he would read the Bible in Latin while he was painting."
It was so noisy that it gave her a headache.
Xiu Yu: "???"
No, what kind of operation was this?
'No, why would I believe the nonsense that Father Ying spouted with such a straight face?
Chino Feng had been dead for more than three hundred years. His bones had probably turned to ashes.
But then again, Xiu Yu thought about it.
She had visited Chino Feng's former residence in Continent O. She still remembered that his study was filled with various versions of the Bible.
"Papa YIng, awesome." Xiu Yu gave him a thumbs up. "I only admire your storytelling. It's very realistic."
Ying Zijin's eyelashes drooped, and her eyes narrowed slightly.
She had never been one to recall the past.
There were too many memories, and they were quickly forgotten. It was also very messy.
However, she still remembered the three hundred years she had spent in Ancient O Continent quite clearly.
She had learned oil painting from Chino for three years. Most of the time, she had been listening to his nagging.
His brief introduction had caused her to be able to recite the Bible in Latin without even reading it.
It was true that he was good at painting, and it was also true that he was annoying.
As long as he didn't speak, he was still a cute old man.
When Chino passed away, she went to see him.
Every year after that, she would also go to his tombstone to send a bouquet of white iris flowers until she left Earth.
Chino could be considered one of her many teachers on Earth.
Unfortunately, Chino was just an ordinary person. She couldn't extend his life.
Ying Zijin stopped thinking and looked back at her phone.
She had used the two days of free time to upgrade her NOK account to B rank. Her growth value had also reached 4,000.
She was 1,000 points away from entering NOK's hidden section.
Actually, she also knew what the hidden section would talk about.
It was the true face of the world.
What ordinary people saw was only the tip of the iceberg.
Of course, world-class secrets couldn't be exposed. Otherwise, it would cause panic.
NOK forum was just an organization in charge of guarding these secrets.
Ying Zijin lowered her eyes and looked at her new B-rank bounty.
The bounty hunter sent her a private message.
[You're a newbie, right? Do you really have medicine that can remove the scars on my body? I've looked for many doctors, but it was useless. Instead, it got worse.]
Ying Zijin's words were concise and comprehensive.
[Address, package in three days.]
Although the bounty hunter didn't believe it, he still sent the address.
[If your medicine doesn't work, you won't get the growth value. However, if the effect is good, I can increase the bounty.]
Ying Zijin glanced at the address and prepared to send the package out in a while.
The subordinate then remembered the important matter. "Papa YIng, he said that he's waiting for you. You can come whenever you're free."
Ying Zijin thought for a while and got up. "Then I'll go and see him now."
**
On the other side.
Zhong Manhua and Ying Luwei had already arrived at Qing Zhi.
A month had passed, and the red rash on Ying Luwei's face had healed.
She had gone to the hospital for a follow-up, but the doctor still couldn't find anything.
If it weren't for the fact that she had been tortured by the rash for a month, Ying Luwei would have suspected that she was dreaming.
"Sister-in-law, Mr. Berg and the others should be here." Ying Luwei smiled. "I'll take you there."
"Wait a minute." Zhong Manhua took out a mask from her bag and put it on, covering her face completely.
"Sister-in-law, you …" Ying Luwei seemed to be stunned for a moment, and then she understood. "I heard from the other teachers that Xiao Jin has been doing very well in school recently. She even won an award at the art festival."
Zhong Manhua was annoyed when she stopped talking. "Okay, Luwei, let's not talk about this. Let's go first."
Ying Luwei knew what was appropriate, and she also knew when to say the right words to get the best effect.
Therefore, she didn't say anything more and just pursed her lips and smiled.
The two of them arrived in front of the teaching building.
It was four o 'clock, and it happened to be a class break.
There were many students, and many of them knew Ying Luwei.
Because Ying Luwei didn't come to school often, she would only teach English occasionally.
Distance made the heart grow fonder, and most of the students liked her.
"Teacher Ying."
"Hello, Teacher Ying."
Ying Luwei greeted them one by one with a smile.
Zhong Manhua, on the other hand, felt a little uncomfortable and waited impatiently.
After waiting for five minutes, she finally saw a familiar figure walking out of the teaching building.
"Zijin." Zhong Manhua immediately went forward and deliberately lowered her voice. "Zijin, Mom has something to tell you. Pack your things first and leave the school with Mom."
However, Ying Zijin didn't even look at her.
Although she was walking in her direction, it was obvious that she wasn't looking for her.
Zhong Manhua frowned, and her anger surged.
Just as she was about to go forward and pull the girl away by force, an impatient voice came from behind.
"Make way, make way!"
Burke was so anxious that he didn't even look at Zhong Manhua and ran over impatiently.
Zhong Manhua was knocked to the side, and her high-heeled feet tilted. Ying Luwei caught her in time.
"Sister-in-law, are you okay?" Ying Luwei was worried. "I'll take you to the infirmary first. Anyway, Xiao Jin has already seen you. I'll tell the students here. It won't be too late to come back later."
Burke was quite strong, and Zhong Manhua was in so much pain that she gasped.
She glanced at her ankle, which was already swollen.
Hearing this, she didn't refuse and could only let Ying Luwei help her walk.
Ying Luwei took Zhong Manhua to the infirmary. After taking a few steps, she pretended to look back inadvertently.
She naturally recognized that it was Burke Bryan. How could she let Zhong Manhua be the peacemaker?
Her reputation was ruined, and Ying Zijin wouldn't have a good time either.
However, when she turned her head, she saw Burke kneel down with a "bang".
It was a very sincere ceremony for apprenticeship. He learned it from Hua's classical works.
He put his hands together and said with a sincere expression, "Master Ying, please accept me as your disciple."
----- Digression —
Next, I'll ask for a monthly ticket ~
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