Indulge in fire at the apex of Lord Shen

Shen Lu looked inside the studio, thinking that Old Yan rarely came to the studio, since Old Yan made appointments with others here, he should be there.

She pondered for a moment and said, "Then I'll go in and have a look? If Old Yan is here, I'll say..."

"Mr. Gu."

Shen Lu responded and entered the studio, not seeing the old man following her into the studio.

Without returning to his seat, Shen Lu walked into the teacher's office and saw Old Yan as expected.

There was a light knock on the office door. Old Yan and the studio teacher turned their heads and saw Shen Lu standing outside. The teacher asked, "Shen Lu, what's wrong?"

"Old Yan, there is a Mr. Gu outside the studio who said that he has an appointment with you today." Shen Lu repeated what the old man outside the door said.

Yan Lao was stunned, "I almost forgot about it, you go to draw first, I'll be there in a while."

Shen Lu nodded, then returned to his seat, and began to prepare to draw like other students, so he didn't see Yan Lao leading the two old people in.

One of them was what she saw just now at the door of the studio, and the other, wearing a Chinese tunic suit and holding a cane, walked in calmly with wrinkled face.

Old Yan was talking to him, and walked all the way into the office.

And the old man who had talked to Shen Lu, walked in, looked around, and easily found Shen Lu among the many students.

There is no other reason, other people's paintings are gouache, but Shen Lu's paintings are oil paintings, she seems a bit out of place, so it is easy to find.

The old man stood there watching her for a while.

Today, Shen Lu is wearing warm maroon cotton long sleeves and a dark waistcoat. Her hair is casually tied behind her head. The setting sun shines in through the big glass window and shines on her body. She sprinkled a bit of warm shimmer, as if some kind of warm-toned filter was used, making her look like a person in a painting.

The old man didn't know what he thought of, he sighed, turned his eyes back, and walked into the office.

Shen Lu was preoccupied with something, and didn't notice that someone was looking at her.

She is going back to Shen's house, and she won't be able to see her uncle for the next two days, Shen Lu has no choice but to send an apology gift.

Originally, she could discuss it with Mrs. Shen on the weekend, and she didn't have to go back, but this Saturday was uncle Bai Jianwen's birthday, so she had to go back.

As a result, she could only hold back her emotions and wait until Sunday to deliver the gift of apology.Thinking of this, Shen Lu felt a little comforted in his heart, concentrated his emotions, and started to draw.

In the office, Old Yan looked at the old man in front of him and said, "You can just call me about the Painting Federation, why did you pay me back?"

"It's not all about the Federation of Paintings." The old man glanced at the teacher, and the latter knew that they had something private to say, so he retreated from the office wisely.

"Old Gu, what do you need to be so mysterious?" Old Yan couldn't understand.

Mr. Gu sighed, and said, "My granddaughter, it's not that I failed to recommend it. I originally wanted to send her to an art university abroad, but she is arrogant and I don't like her at all. Her grades are not very good. Well, I can't apply for a good school in China, so I was wondering if you could write a letter of introduction for her."

"She pestered me and said many times, I can only lick my thick skin and come here to beg you, brother."

"Your granddaughter...what's her name?"

"Gu Luo, Xiao Luo."

Old Yan didn't have much impression, but the teacher mentioned it to him, saying that this time the entrance exam was good, and she didn't do well in the whole studio.

Old Yan pondered for a while, then said, "Tanas Academy of Art is good, I am familiar with the dean of their Academy of Fine Arts, why don't I write a letter of recommendation to the dean of the Academy of Fine Arts?"

Mr. Gu smiled bluntly, "Thank you so much! Brother Yan, I owe you a favor!"

Old Yan waved his hand, "If it wasn't because you stood up and believed in me back then, I wouldn't exist now, and what I did is nothing."

"It's a pity that Xiao Luo doesn't like to learn oil painting, otherwise I really want her to worship you." Mr. Gu is a little regretful. Although he can barely be regarded as a high-level person after training, but compared with those who are qualified, he really can't see it.

Old Yan laughed, "I don't accept many apprentices anymore, but there is a young girl who is very talented and has participated in this painting competition. If she can make a good work, I will definitely accept this apprentice. "

It's been a long time since I saw this old man accepting an apprentice with such great enthusiasm, Mr. Gu was also a little curious, but Old Yan refused to say anything, just waved his hand, "I'll tell you who she is after she gets her grades."

"Hearing what you said, I'm even more curious. Then I must see who the best oil painting player is."

After the two of them finished talking, Old Man Gu offered to take his leave, and Old Man Yan sent him away.

After Mr. Gu and his housekeeper came out of the studio and got into the car, the joy on Mr. Gu's face never dissipated.

"Today is not in vain." Mr. Gu said with a smile.

The housekeeper also laughed, "Today I helped me find Mrs. Yan's girl, and she looked familiar to me, as if I saw my wife when she was young."

When mentioning his dead wife, the smile on Mr. Gu's face faded a bit, and he asked carefully, "Is it similar?"

"The eyes are carved out of the same mold as the madam's eyes. That little girl is delicate and tender. It makes people happy to look at them."

Mr. Gu didn't see the girl, so he liked her a little bit, and his calm eyes became a little softer, "If there is a destiny, we will definitely see you again."

……

Jun Ting and Shen Boxing took off their suit jackets, while the assistant put the suitcase away.

"Mr. Shen, then I'll go first." The assistant said to Shen Boxing.

The latter hummed, hooked his fingers around the tie, and loosened it. He unbuttoned the tightly buttoned neck, revealing his fair neck and collarbone. His laziness carried an unruly handsomeness, making him People can't move their eyes.

Shen Boxing lowered his eyes, pointed his fingers on the phone, and was thinking about what day of the week it was, when a wail came from the room.

"Uncle!!"

Pressing the fingertips of the phone, he paused slightly, looking at Shen Yunshen who was running towards him howling.

Shen Yunshen had a look of great hatred and bitterness. Seeing Shen Boxing coming back, it was as if he had seen a savior, and he was about to pounce on him, but Shen Boxing moved and dodged his pounced body very dexterously.

Shen Boxing frowned, "I have something to say."

"Uncle, you don't know how Shen Lu bullied me these few days when you were not at home!" Shen Yunshen immediately complained.

Shen Boxing:?

He couldn't help looking sideways at him, frowning slightly, "Don't talk nonsense."

Seeing that Shen Boxing didn't believe it, Shen Yun turned his eyes, and immediately brought over the undestroyed evidence and brought it to him, "Uncle, try it, how does it taste?"

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