Fast time travel, I became the big villain

Chapter 57
Zeng Jizong couldn't stand it anymore: "I said, old Wang, this is a kind man! We are all watching here, why are you...!"

Song Nan was dazed by the group of people in front of him, and couldn't react for a while.

Seeing that Song Nan didn't agree to Wang Qiwen, Zeng Jizong "recommended himself": "Miss Song, what do you think of me? I'm a careful person, not like Wang Qiwen's big bastard!"

Painter A couldn't bear to show weakness: "Miss Song, don't listen to Wang Qiwen's nonsense, your painting talent is unprecedented! Then Wang Qiwen just wants to monopolize you, so he said that your talent is not good! You must not be He lied!"

Seeing the three of them arguing endlessly, several other painters couldn't stay still anymore:
Painter B: "Miss Song, Miss Song, you can choose me as your master. My family is rich and has countless money!"

Painter C: "Miss Song, what's so great about being rich, I have the right! You will be my apprentice, and I will guarantee you to walk sideways in City A!"

Painter D: "Miss Song, don't look at them. Money and power are too vulgar! There are many clever and cute children in my family who can play with you!"

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Surrounded by them, Song Nan was as pitiful as a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Song Nan waited for them to finish speaking, raised his head weakly, and said timidly, "Grandpas, can you listen to me?"

Wang Qiwen waved his hand: "Little girl of the Song family, just say, no matter who you recognize as your master, we will support you!"

"But..." Wang Qiwen's eyeballs rolled cunningly: "It's even better to choose me, an old man!"

Zeng Jizong couldn't stand it anymore, and stepped forward to slap Wang Qiwen on the back of the head: "I said, old Wang, it's fair competition, you have to show some face!"

Wang Qiwen smiled mischievously: "Got it, got it..."

After speaking, he looked at Song Nan expectantly, as if if Song Nan didn't choose him, it would be a heinous crime.

Song Nan was stared at by Wang Qiwen, who was also Alexander, but she still opened her mouth: "Thank you grandpas for your praise. Song Nan knows that his ability is limited, and he is not very good at drawing..."

Before Song Nan finished speaking, he was interrupted by someone: "No way, Miss Song was born for painting, so there's no need to be so low-key."

Song Nan smiled slightly at the person who spoke: "Ah...thank you, but Song Nan has already decided to sing in the entertainment industry, I'm afraid he can't be an apprentice to everyone..."

"What? Sing!" Song Nan's words were interrupted again, "Miss Song, you are so talented, why didn't you learn to draw and got involved in the big dye vat in the entertainment industry? I heard that there is no It's clean!"

Song Nan smiled: "No, my brother said he would protect me well. Besides, I have my own goals when I go to the entertainment industry."

Song Nan got off his chair, stood up straight, and bowed deeply to the painters: "I'm sorry, I may have to betray your trust..."

"Oh! Girl, why bother! You have your own plan, and we all support it. Although it's sad that you can't paint with such a talent, we will still support your decision!" Zeng Jizong hurriedly stepped forward to help him up Song Nan.

And Wang Qiwen was really hit hard: "Singing..."

Song Nan looked at him apologetically: "I'm sorry, Grandpa Wang, if you need me in the future, please feel free to speak up, and take it as a repayment for the kindness of the grandfathers."

Zeng Jizong stroked his white beard: "Oh, girl, you are too polite, we have nothing else to do, your talent is so high, we hope you can practice painting more in your spare time, so as to glorify our country Painting."

"I will!" Song Nan said firmly.

(End of this chapter)