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Chapter 280 Apprenticeship to Qi Mingdong

Song Song's eyes were full of burning longing, he already knew the identity of this white-haired old man named Qi Mingdong.

If such a person is willing to guide Song Xiaoni, it must be the merits of several generations of cultivation?

Jiangyi City is a big city, and anyone who can become the president of the city's art association must have a very high status and level in the national art circle.

Being able to become his disciple, Song Xiaoni might be able to go on the road of art in the future, not just as a hobby.

However, Song Xiaoni didn't understand so much, she refused quickly and asked Song Song to cover her face on the spot.

Qi Mingdong was also surprised.

Since he became famous, there are countless people who come to visit him and want to get some advice from him.There are countless people who want to worship him as a teacher but are rejected by him.

Unexpectedly, on a whim, he suddenly wanted to accept a little girl as his disciple, but he would be rejected on the spot.

"Why?" Qi Mingdong asked suspiciously.

Song Xiaoni timidly said: "I...I have a teacher!"

Qi Mingdong asked again: "Who is your teacher?"

"Teacher Shasha." Song Xiaoni still didn't notice Song Song who was winking and winking, and replied honestly.

Qi Mingdong was stunned again. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't remember that there was such a number one person as Teacher Sha Sha in the circle.

But soon he came to his senses, reckoning that the teacher Shasha should be a teacher of an art training class for children.

He smiled and patted Song Xiaoni's head. Song Xiaoni was a little scared and kept hiding behind Ding Rui.

Ding Rui has already noticed Song Songshi's eyes, and the tacit understanding developed by the husband and wife over the years made her guess Song Song's thoughts.

Seeing that the white-haired old man was about to leave, Ding Rui hurriedly pulled Song Xiaoni from behind: "Nini, this grandpa is very good at painting."

"How powerful?" Song Xiaoni blinked her big eyes and asked curiously.

Qi Mingdong only smiled slightly, didn't say anything more, turned around and gave Song Song a contact information, then walked into the crowd with his hands behind his back, like a peerless expert, and disappeared after a while.

"Husband, who is this old master?"

"Wait for me to check..." Song Song took out his mobile phone and searched the Internet, and easily found the relevant introduction of Qi Mingdong in the encyclopedia.

Qi Mingdong, contemporary painter, president of Jiangyi City Fine Arts Association, director of the National Fine Arts Association...

Song Song handed the mobile phone to Ding Rui with a complicated expression. Ding Rui was shocked when he saw it. He really didn't expect this old man to have such a big background.

After Ge Guiqin learned Qi Mingdong's identity, she asked with a tangled expression: "It should be expensive, right?"

"What?" Song Song was a little confused.

Ge Guiqin blushed and asked, "Isn't it expensive to learn painting from him?"

Song Song said with a wry smile: "It's not a question of whether it's expensive or not. It's about getting his guidance. It's not just about spending money. Even if you charge for it, it's more expensive. It's definitely worth it."

Although Song Song doesn't have much money left now and owes a lot of foreign debt, he firmly believes that it won't be long before he can fill the hole and start accumulating wealth.

When money is no longer an issue, such an opportunity is not something that can be encountered just by thinking about it.

For a general famous teacher class, one class and two class hours should range from [-] to [-].

If Qi Mingdong really charges, no matter how expensive it is, it shouldn't cost more than 2000 yuan per class, right?
Gritting your teeth, you should be able to bear it.

Song Xiaoni listened to the adults chatting without saying a word, but her eyes were red and tears were about to flow out.

Ding Rui noticed her daughter's strangeness, and quickly asked, "Nini, why are you crying?"

Song Xiaoni choked up and asked, "Mom, if I learn painting from this white-bearded grandfather, will I not be able to learn painting from teacher Shasha?"

Song Song can understand her daughter's mood.

The teachers of those interest classes mostly focus on encouraging and praising when teaching, which makes Song Xiaoni feel that she has been recognized, so she has a great affection for the teachers of the interest classes.

Song Xiaoni had taken many trial classes before, and she thought that if she chose an art class, she would have to give up other art classes.

Song Song smiled and comforted: "No, we have paid all the money, how can we not go? In the future, we will have another teacher to teach you how to draw."

Hearing such an explanation, Song Xiaoni immediately laughed through tears, and finally felt relieved.

The family walked around the art exhibition a few more times. They saw people from the TV station randomly interviewing people, but they didn't see Qi Mingdong again. They wondered if the old man had gone back.

Song Song hesitated and hesitated, and finally decided to call Qi Mingdong and ask when and where Song Xiaoni went to study art.

Unexpectedly, Qi Mingdong said that he had gone home and gave Song Song an address so that Song Song could take Song Xiaoni there now.

Song Song was so excited, he thought that the boss was really different, and he didn't even bring overnight if he wanted to guide.

He immediately drove to Qi Ming's boss with his family. On the way, he bought a red envelope and withdrew some money. In addition, he went to the supermarket to buy some nutritional supplements.

The first time you come to the boss's house, you must not be empty-handed, you must prepare what should be prepared.

I have to say, fortunately, Song Song is a person who lives in the society and considers things very thoughtfully.

Not to mention Ge Guiqin, even Ding Rui was still happy for Song Xiaoni and had no idea what to bring to someone else's house for the first time.

Qi Mingdong's home is not in the city. It may be that he is not in the city at this time, but in a small farmyard in the urban-rural fringe.

The yard is small, but very delicate, with many flowers and plants, and a small artificial pond with a rockery inside. There are fish and shrimp in the clear water, which is full of sentiment.

In comparison, the two-story building that is common in rural areas is nothing special.

When Song Song brought his family to Qi Mingdong's house, the old man was lying on the recliner and listening to local opera, and there was a purple sand teapot on the rattan table next to him. When he was thirsty, he just picked up the teapot and drank it directly, not to mention how comfortable it was.

"Mr. Qi, hello!" Song Song stepped over the threshold first, put the nutritional products he brought in the corner of the door, and walked forward with a smile.

Qi Mingdong put down the teapot, turned off the tape recorder, stood up with a smile, only nodded at Song Song, and looked at Song Xiaoni: "Nini, welcome!"

Song Xiaoni was no longer afraid of Qi Mingdong this time, nor was she worried as before, she smiled and said loudly, "Hi, Grandpa!"

"So cute!" Qi Mingdong laughed from ear to ear.

Song Song thought that there would be a teacher apprenticeship ceremony, offering tea, kowtow, etc., and the next time he came over, he could start class.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qi actually ignored Song Song and the other adults, and pulled Song Xiaoni out of the door with a smile.

(End of this chapter)