[Comprehensive Korean Drama] Dialectical Love

Jiayi didn't know Professor Park's plan, she was actively preparing for the competition three days later.Although it was a competition for a group of children under the age of 12, she was still very cautious.

She chose to ignore the "Prince" His Highness who came with her.In her current mind, she really doesn't have much interest in boys.

"Jiayi, come on, our daughter is the best." Jiayi's father and mother asked for leave to watch their daughter's competition.Instead, Jiayi felt a little embarrassed and nervous.

... Mom, don't you see that everyone is looking at me?Jiayi smiled obediently at her parents, then turned around and put away the brushes and paints silently.

This was just an episode, but someone who had come to the game site had paid attention to her.

She is Professor Park's senior sister, Chiyosaka, who is nearly 60 years old and is the mentor of many rookies in the painting world.She was very curious about the girl her former senior brother entrusted to her junior sister.Although she no longer accepts apprentices, it does not prevent her from observing the mood of these seedlings.

The content of the game is delicious.Complete the work on site within the stipulated time.Chiyo didn't stay on the field, but appeared again when the work was finally reviewed and scored.

For these children who have not yet graduated from elementary school, most of the works submitted are related to food.A small number know how to use side descriptions to highlight the theme of "delicious".

When her eyes drifted to Qiu Jiayi's work, she froze.

On the drawing paper is a table with simple oatmeal, milk, and a few slices of toast. The back of a housewife can be vaguely seen. Under the corner of the table is a cat trying to climb onto the table.

The cat looks like it's salivating over the food on the table.

"Hehe." The meaning expressed was very simple and straightforward, but it made people smile knowingly. "Qiu Jiayi?" Sure enough, she is a very energetic girl, and her brushwork is very sophisticated, it seems that she has practiced hard.

"Mr. Chiyo, do you also like this painting? This little girl is the champion of this competition." The judge on the side is Chiyo's student. He respects this teacher very much and knows that he can win the eyes of Teacher Chiyo. , the future is definitely bright.

"It's very good." Chiyo felt that he seemed to be attracted to such a little girl, "Has she participated in this kind of competition before?"

"Yes, she has participated in painting competitions in Seoul since she was a child, but she rarely participates in national ones. Her parents said that she should concentrate on her studies." For this reason, they regretted that such a talent should be pushed to the Is it a bigger stage?

"I want to see her previous works." Chiyo doesn't think it's a good thing to participate in an international competition so early. Although it is said to be famous as soon as possible, the foundation is equally important for a painter.

Qiu Jiayi didn't know that he had such good luck after being reborn.Like an ordinary child, she ate the ice cream that Qiu's father bought, held her mother's hand, and was about to go home for dinner.

"How does Jiayi feel this time?" Mom asked with her head lowered. In fact, every time her daughter gets a place in the drawing competition, she is not nervous about her daughter's results.

"Well, it's okay." Although Qiu Jiayi is very ambitious for the championship, he can't talk so much now. "Mom, I want to eat fried rice cakes tonight, fried rice cakes."

"Good, good, fried rice cakes." My daughter is well-behaved and beautiful, with excellent grades, and Qiu's father has always been responsive to her requests.If it wasn't on the street, he would probably have walked with Qiu Jiayi on his shoulders.

Qiu Jiayi happily leaned on her father, and suddenly felt that such a life with the love of relatives is the most beautiful.

On the other end, Chiyo was calling his junior brother, "That child Qiu Jiayi, please be my close disciple....What?... Isn't Junior Sister Jin busy with dating, let her continue to pursue her own happiness, I accept this child."

Chiyo looked at several of his works, and told the other party firmly, "Don't talk to me, I am half Korean, and there will be no problem communicating with a little girl. In my hands, this piece of jade will bloom Bring out the most beautiful brilliance."

When Qiu Jiayi was in front of the leader Chiyo Katsuki, she was almost stunned.In this life, the reason why I worked hard to learn painting is because of what Ms. Jin, the younger sister of Master Chiyo, once said to her.

But he never expected that the current self would be valued by this lady who will play a pivotal role in the painting world in later generations.

Although Chiyokatsu was 60 years old at this time, she looked like a woman in her 40s who was good at taking care of herself. "Qiu Jiayi, I like your works very much, would you like to call me teacher?"

Qiu's father doesn't understand art, so he doesn't know what it means for his daughter to have Chiyo as a teacher.But for Qiu's mother, whose natal family is in the art business in Canada, she feels that her daughter has hit a big pie.

However, neither of these parents said anything to Qiu Jiayi. In their hearts, the daughter's own thoughts are the most important thing, even though she is only an eight-year-old child.

"Hi, teacher." I have put in so much effort in painting, of course I can't give up such a good opportunity.Qiu Jiayi, who was the art director of the Su family in her previous life, understands better than anyone else what a famous teacher stands for.

Not only fame, wealth, but also a broader future.

Qian Daisheng looked at the little girl with a serious expression in front of him, and suddenly couldn't help laughing, "You little girl." She stretched out her hand and touched Qiu Jiayi's head in front of her. Although she said that she was full of peaches and plums in her life The world, but the only one who really called her master

The four of them, this eight-year-old girl, will be her closed disciples, perhaps her favorite and proudest disciples.

Although he tried his best to show sophistication, the purity in his bones could not be concealed.Smart but not conceited, he is a good seedling.Sometimes, people's fate is at that moment, and it won't work for a little longer.

After apprenticeship, Qiu Jiayi's family realized the prestige of the name Qiandaisheng in the art world.Fortunately, she is just a child, and human relations and so on will not bother her too much.

"So many people begged you, why did you accept a yellow-haired girl in the end?" The man wearing a Hanbok is over 60 years old. It is not difficult to see his handsome face when he was young, but he has experienced family battles and ups and downs in the business world. With an increasingly old and cruel heart, perhaps only when he sees the person across from him can he appear a little warmer.

"They're just some brats who think they're good." Waving a delicate fan, Chiyosaki squinted and smiled, "I wanted to take your grandson back then, but did your old lady agree?"

The man on the opposite side was a little embarrassed, raised his cup and sipped his tea, "Everyone is gone, what are you talking about?" As if thinking of something, his expression looked very depressed, "Now, both Yi Xian and Yi Zheng have grown up , these two brothers..."

"This is a matter of your Su family, you don't need to tell me." Qiandai Sheng stopped the nagging of the man opposite, "Your son is like you, cowardly enough, but more headstrong than you, you should worry about your two grandsons Go." She shook her fan, gloating.

Su Cheng, although what happened back then has disappeared, but I'm a woman, so I can't be so generous.Being friends is already my greatest tolerance, so let’s save on confidante or something.

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ps: Teacher Chiyo, it’s a big foreshadowing...

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