The Daughter of the Enchanted in the Modern Age

Chapter 32

"You're the one who agreed to meet me ?!"

Zhong Wei looked at this overly beautiful woman in disbelief.

"Yes, Elder Zhong. Thank you for liking my painting."

Xia Wanyuan was neither slave nor arrogant as she acknowledged somewhat gracefully.

Li Nian, who was behind Elder Zhong, was shocked upon seeing Xia Wanyuan. Isn't this the woman in the WeChat profile picture I contact every day? Could it be that the Chinese art master who was highly respected by my mentor was actually a beautiful and young lady?!

"That's amazing." Elder Zhong was not a person who doubted the abilities of others because of their age. Otherwise, he would not have had any relationship with the almost grown-up Jun Shiling.

However, he saw the painting that Li Nian had brought back. He felt that he would not be able to draw it without a foundation of at least thirty to forty years.

"I wonder if Miss Xia can give me a painting today?"

In the end, Elder Zhong still chose to start. Although he was not a professional, he had accumulated a lot of collections over the years and had good eyesight. He could not believe that such an experienced brushstroke was drawn by such a young pair of hands.

"Of course." Xia Wanyuan was able to understand Elder Zhong's suspicions.

After all, in fact, he had several decades of extra time in his previous life.

Uncle Wang quickly asked someone to prepare ink stones and paper. Since Xia Wanyuan was uncomfortable to move, Uncle Wang asked someone to move the table into the courtyard.

Xia Wanyuan took out a brush and started applying it on paper. It was as if he was just casually drawing two punches, relaxed and relaxed.

He had yet to see the contents of the painting, but seeing Xia Wanyuan's relaxed and relaxed temperament, Elder Zhong nodded. Painting doesn't have to be serious and proper, as if it were a battlefield.

The nature of the painting and the state of one's mind are suitable. The more nervous a person is, the less satisfying his or her job is. For Xia Wanyuan to have such a temperament at such a young age had impressed Elder Zhong.

To Elder Zhong's surprise, Xia Wanyuan did not compile the script. Instead, he dipped the brush into the paint and started drawing. Elder Zhong approached with curiosity and was immediately interested.

Xia Wanyuan drew peach blossoms. He dipped the tip of his brush into the ink and fused the ink, color, and water. He then cleverly combined the scratches on the paper, emphasizing the meaning and following the scratches.

Soon, dew-stained peaches appeared on the paper.

"Is this a boneless art that has long been lost?!"

Elder Zhong exclaimed in shock.

The so-called boneless painting method is to directly use color to draw branches and color flower petals without ink threads. It tests the painter's brush power and the natural structure of objects, the influence of light colors, and so on. Compared to using ink threads to arrange a painting, it was closer to objective reality and had a more realistic feeling. It was more suitable for actual painting.

However, such painting methods have long been lost. Even if there were successive imitators, they would usually not be able to draw that artistic atmosphere. Elder Zhong never expected to see him here.

Now, the way he looked at Xia Wanyuan was no longer suspicious.

"Who did you learn from?"

"I don't have a teacher. I guessed and thought about it myself." Xia Wanyuan put down her brush.

"You're really talented!"

Without the guidance of a teacher, yet he was able to have such high artistic achievements. This is what young people often say, 'God has rewarded us with food.'

What the art world lacks the most is spiritual talent and essence.

Given that the Great Art Academy was recruiting visiting professors, Elder Zhong looked at Xia Wanyuan and had an idea. However, this matter still had to be approved by the school, so he could only go and introduce it. As a result, he kept it to himself for now.

Elder Zhong suddenly became interested and started discussing various professional questions with Xia Wanyuan. The more he chatted with her, the more he was impressed with the knowledge of the young lady before him.

As for Jun Shiling, who had always been the center of attention wherever he went, he was completely ignored this time around.

Seeing Elder Zhong and Xia Wanyuan chatting happily, Jun Shiling sat to the side and picked up a painting that was almost dry.

The stretched flower petals were filled with carelessness, as if it was a painter, emitting a relaxed aura from the inside out.

"Dad, Mother."

Xiao Bao, who had been lazing in bed until now, had yet to find Xia Wanyuan after taking a bath. Only after looking around did he see the person sitting in the courtyard.

Xiao Bao threw himself into Xia Wanyuan's arms and looked curiously at the old man in front of him.

"This is?"

Elder Zhong was getting older, so he felt a wave of love every time he saw the little boy.

"Our son."

"Why haven't I heard of him before?"

Elder Zhong looked at the face of Xiao Bao who was similar to Jun Shiling and believed that he must be Jun Shiling's son.

"Hello, Grandfather," Xiao Bao greeted him in a funny voice, which made Elder Zhong very happy.

"Good good good. Xiao Jun, you are very lucky to have such a talented and beautiful wife and a submissive son. You have to appreciate him."

Elder Zhong reminded Jun Shiling as he played with Xiao Bao.

"M."

Jun Shiling glanced at Xia Wanyuan and Jun Yin and replied gently.

Elder Zhong was busy with his research. After chatting for a while, he left happily with Xia Wanyuan's painting.

Xiao Bao looked at the paper and brushed on the table curiously and insisted on learning from Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan then taught Xiao Bao how to write calligraphy piece by piece.

"Mom, do you think my handwriting is good?"

Xiao Bao lowered his head and fiddled with the paper for a long time. Finally, he wrote the word 'Jun' on the paper.

"Are you a little cat?"

Xia Wanyuan took those words and saw that Xiao Bao's face was covered in ink for some reason, making him look like a little cat.

"Hehe." Xiao Bao smiled.

She wanted to wipe it with her small hands, but she did not expect to find ink in her hands. It made Xia Wanyuan laugh nonstop.

Jun Shiling looked at the flamboyant Jun Yin and the smiling Xia Wanyuan, who were melting the spring sun, and sent Lin Jing a message telling her that she was on leave and would not work overtime.

It was rare for him to enjoy a leisurely moment in the manor.

Meanwhile, at Star Creation Entertainment, Chen Yun was playing the game casually.

Ever since she took over Xia Wanyuan, other celebrities were afraid they would get involved with her and get scolded by netizens, so they found an opportunity to work under another manager.

Xia Wanyuan had pretty much finished filming her scene in the past few days, and no support had come to look for her, so Chen Yun spent his days in the company while worrying about when she would be fired.

"Are you a pig?! I told you to clear the troops in the lower lane, why did you go to the forest?"

Chen Yun was so angry at his useless teammates that he was just about to start the MC and fight 300 rounds with the other party when there was an incoming call.

Chen Yun instantly severed the connection and quickly operated his hands to kill. However, he did not expect to be ambushed by the opposite jungler buried in the bushes, and he died on his doorstep in a moment of carelessness.

The screen went dark.

"Damn King Lan Ling!"

Chen Yun cursed. At this moment, the number from before called again. Chen Yun glanced at the resurrection time. There are still 40 seconds before the call is connected.

"Hello?"

"Hello, is this Miss Xia Wanyuan's manager?" A polite and sweet voice came from the other end of the phone.

"Yes, who are you?" Chen Yun was a little confused.

"We are Qian Xiu Fashion under Glory World Corporation. I would like to invite Miss Xia Wanyuan to be our brand spokesperson. Do you have time to come to the company to discuss the details?"

"Qian Xiu Mode ?!" Chen Yun was stunned. Is that the Qian Xiu I know?

"Yes, our company address is…"

After the other party reported the company address, Chen Yun confirmed that it was indeed Qian Xiu.

Even after hanging up the phone, Chen Yun was still in disbelief. Before Xia Wanyuan was hated by the Internet, she could not even find a good sponsor. Now that he had been reduced to a street rat, why would Qian Xiu look for him to support?

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