However, before that, Jiang Xiao was still very concerned about the torn pages of the book.

She really couldn't suppress this kind of thought, so she simply took the book and went to Fu Mingfeng.

"Hey, it's the first time I've known that there is such a book, and it even has my great-grandfather's written in it?" Why Fu Mingfeng was also surprised, and flipped through the book several times, "There is no name for the writer and compiler, there is only an anonymous name, and I can't find it if I want to find it." ”

Jiang Xiao was a little disappointed, and listened to Fu Mingfeng again: "But the He family is also mentioned here, you can ask He Jin." Mingchenzhai had a lot of books back then. ”

Jiang Xiao's eyes lit up.

"Are you doing your job?" Liu Guoying scoffed on the side, if you don't study, if you don't paint, if you don't paint, what's the point of studying such a broken book?

Jiang Xiao grimaced at him, "If I do my job, will the teacher agree to hold a personal exhibition?"

For more than half a year, Jiang Xiao has been grinding him for a long time on this matter, and Liu Guoying just won't let go. He felt that he was not famous, and suddenly wanted to make a name for himself by holding an exhibition of a copied work, which was like using the name of a master.

Jiang Xiao, like when he was apprenticed, he had to deceive him from time to time, maybe when he agreed?

However, now Liu Guoying and his wife have moved to the faculty dormitory of No. 3 Middle School.

Cheng Qiulian's illness has improved a lot, at least she won't cough, although she is still weak and weak, she has been drinking the tea given by Jiang Xiao, and she has slowly recuperated.

They don't cough and make noise until others make others feel burdened, and they have no problem moving to the dormitory.

I also eat in the school cafeteria, and although my current life is not rich, I can at least get by. may have been persecuted too much when they were young, and Liu Guoying and his wife are already very satisfied with such days.

But Jiang Xiao knows that he still has a love for painting in his bones and a passionate passion for the revitalization of the art world, and Liu Guoying is really happy after teaching painting at the Academy of Fine Arts.

Jiang Xiao wanted him to live like that.

Of course, she was not in a hurry, she had to convince the teacher that he was willing.

Liu Guoying glared at her and waved his hand, "Let's go, let's go, don't get in my way here." Also, remember to hand in the homework you were assigned!"

Jiang Xiao saluted with a smile and ran out with the book.

Liu Guoying and Fu Mingfeng couldn't help but laugh when they looked at her back.

"This Jiang Xiao, I don't know how far I will go in the future. Fu Mingfeng sighed.

"No matter how far she goes, I hope she can keep her original intention. ”

Jiang Xiao took the bus to Mingchenzhai, and as soon as he entered the door, he met Miss Wu Xia Yue, who had been pestering He Jin.

As soon as Wu Xiayue saw her, her pretty face fell, "Jiang Xiao! You are beautiful again! Can you not use this face to shake in front of He Jin?"

"Miss Wu, I don't need this face, do I still have to wear a mask to go out?" Jiang Xiao was a little helpless every time she met her.

Speaking of which, this is a clear old customer, but every time this old customer sees her, his eyebrows are not eyebrows, and his nose is not his nose.

Wu Xiayue snorted, stretched out her hand to stop her, and didn't let her pass, "Anyway, you are not allowed to go in to see He Jin today, he has a fever, and now is a vulnerable period, I can't resist your face, in case I fall in love with you at this time, what should I do?"