Berg had been waiting for this moment before he came from O-Continent.

To this end, he also asked a Huaguo teacher from the Royal Academy of Art in Ozhou to learn about the etiquette of apprenticeship in Huaguo.

I heard that the current apprenticeship etiquette in Huaguo is not as grand as in ancient times, but Berg still decided to abide by the most rigorous three bows and nine bows.

It's just that his Chinese is not very good and he can only speak English.

I don't know if this master understands it, Berg is very worried in his heart.

The headmaster who followed behind: "......??? ”

Is he deaf, or is he blind?

It must have been the wrong way he followed.

And Ying Luwei, who completely witnessed this scene, laughed and stiffened.

It was too far away for her to hear what Berg said.

But it can be determined that Berg did not come to trouble Ying Zijin, but asked Ying Zijin for help.

But how is this possible?

Who is Berg?

The pinnacle boss in the field of oil painting, looking at the world, is even more famous than Sheng Qingtang.

Ying Luwei was instantly confused, and she panicked even more.

She didn't study painting, she studied piano.

Under her deliberate momentum, her popularity in China is not low.

But even so, she is not qualified to contact the world's top pianists.

This is not something that the wealthy can do with money.

"Nothing." Ying Luwei hurriedly retracted her gaze, and the speed of her feet increased, "Sister-in-law, let's go to the infirmary first." ”

Zhong Manhua was in a lot of pain, so he didn't ask much when he heard the words.

is even more because she has already anticipated the possible consequences of cheating, and in order to prevent her from having a heart attack, she didn't look back.

**

In front of the school building, the principal was still in shock.

Fortunately, the bell has already rang, and even if the students are curious, they must go back to the classroom.

Ying Zijin took a step back, but his expression was not wavering: "Mr. Berg, please get up first." ”

"Don't get up, don't get up." Berg did not move, and repeated, "Master Ying, I have seen the picture of "Guests in the Church" you painted, please take me as an apprentice." ”

The principal who was torn to pieces but had to believe it: "......"

This master of Ozhou oil painting is not here to recruit students to enter Ozhou Royal Art

"Mr. Berg, I don't take apprentices." Ying Zijin pressed her head, very polite, "I still have to learn." ”

Secretly followed the little brother who came over to watch the excitement: "......"

It's a dead day, and their father is lying to a fool again.

"No, no, Master Ying, you don't have to study." Berg was anxious again, "But if you really want to study, I will directly recommend you to enter any of the world's top universities except Norton University." ”

"Thank you, Mr. Berg, for your kindness." Ying Zijin bowed slightly, "I'm going to Norton University in the future." ”

She said to go, not in.

Berg didn't notice the difference in this word, and pulled the few hairs in worry: "Master Ying, how can you teach me to draw?" If I hadn't known that Chino Fon had been dead for hundreds of years, I would have thought you were him. ”

So, when he saw the painting on the Internet, he immediately put down all the work he was doing and ran to Huaguo non-stop.

Chino Feng has always been his idol, and now he can add one.

Berg didn't think that Ying Zijin was too young to draw this kind of painting because he was just a high school student.

Talent!

They are this kind of painter, hard work is not enough, talent is the most important thing.

Isn't there a saying that genius is 99 percent perspiration plus 1 percent inspiration, but without that 1 percent inspiration, the sweat is all over.

Ying Zijin looked stunned.

She's not the stupid old man who reads the Bible every day.

"We can talk about it." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "But there is no need to apprentice, Mr. Berg, you are already a top oil painting master, which is recognized by the world." ”

On the way down, she looked at Berg's paintings.

It does have the demeanor of Chino Feng's youth.

"Fart them!" Berg was furious, "Don't I know how many pounds and taels I have?" ”

Principal: "......"

No, he's going to faint.

But Berg also knew that his apprenticeship was hopeless, so he folded his hands again: "Master Ying, then I can trouble you to draw a few more pictures for me, and I will take them back to copy." ”

"Yes."

Berg rejoiced.

"Ask for money."

"Give!" Berg waved his hand, "I sold a painting for seven million dollars, Master Ying, I'll give you double the price." ”

Ying Zijin finally glanced at him more: "I can give you another pair for free." ”

"Okay, Master Ying, you're such a good person."

After happily getting the promise, Berg was ready to go and eat some Chinese ice cream.

Before leaving, he remembered something again: "Master Ying, you speak English so well, your pronunciation is more standard than mine, I thought you were a native of our Ozhou." ”

Ying Zijin was silent for a moment.

She looked at the encyclopedia, which showed that Berg was born into a family of painters.

That maybe, she may have met Berg's ancestor before.

**

Thirty.

Fu Yunshen stood by the car door, waiting for Ying Zijin to get out of school.

His appearance is too outstanding and eye-catching, his posture is tall and straight, his waist and abdomen are perfect, and his legs are slender and powerful.

Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes with a natural smile, obviously didn't do anything deliberately, but they couldn't hook people.

People who come and go can't help but look back, there are men and women, and there are many men.

It was under so many eyes that Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat in the co-pilot's seat.

Fu Yunshen started the car and took her to Shaoren Hospital.

Ying Zijin held her chin in her hand and wrinkled her eyebrows.

"Not sleepy today?" Fu Yunshen handed over a pack of daily nuts, "What do you think so seriously?" ”

"I watched a drama a month ago and I haven't finished watching it yet." Ying Zijin tore open the bag, "But I forgot what the title of the play is, go back and check it again." ”

It was the first day she had only returned to Earth, and she was still at Ying's house, using that old-fashioned computer to watch it.

Fu Yunshen looked casual: "I remember it so clearly, what is the plot?" ”

Ying Zijin thought about it and briefly recounted: "It's about a high school student who traveled to ancient times with a mirror, met a prince, and went back with a mirror the next day, and found that he had come to ten years later, traveling back and forth." ”

Fu Yunshen: "......"

It's a very bloody drama.

"Well, wait a minute, brother will help you ask." Fu Yunshen took out his mobile phone, dialed a number, and after connecting, he said lazily, "Hey." ”

Since he came out of the bar, Nie Chao has been squatting at home, and he is playing games: "Qi Shao, what is the matter with looking for a brother." ”

"Help me check a TV series, the plot is ......" Fu Yunshen glanced at the girl, and repeated what she said earlier without the slightest pause, "This TV series." ”

Nie Chao was shocked: "Qishao, have you been worn?" ”

No, this kind of bloody TV series, still people watch it?

"Less nonsense." Fu Yunshen raised his eyes, "Find it quickly." ”

"Oooh." Nie Chao went to look for it non-stop.

He opened a small entertainment company on his own, which was easy to find.

Twenty seconds didn't arrive, and Nie Chao replied: ", Qi Shao, I vomited, such a bloody drama is actually produced by my company, wait, I'll scold them immediately." ”

"I don't know what I'm filming yet, but I hammer the heads of the screenwriters every minute on this plot, and I don't know what to put in my head."

"What's that, Qishao, I'll tell you the name of the play, it's a bit long, and I'm ashamed, I'm embarrassed to say it."

Five seconds later, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone, and his expression was a little more complicated: "Young, the drama you watch is called-"

After a pause, he said the rest of the words.

The tone is steady.

"The domineering president and the iceberg prince are jealous of me every day."

“……”

**

Shaoren Hospital.

Ying Zijin went to the human resources department.

Before she took over the hospital, many TCM physicians had changed jobs, and manpower was relatively scarce.

However, because the news of Sheng Qingtang's successful treatment spread to all hospitals in Shanghai, many doctors came to apply again.

Ying Zijin did not insist that Shaoren Hospital must develop in the direction of pure Chinese medicine, so she recruited both Western medicine and Chinese medicine.

As long as you can make money.

"Miss Ying, this is the list of applicants." The director of the human resources department handed over a folder, "There are a total of one hundred and fifty candidates today, and we have interviewed one hundred and twenty, and thirty more. ”

Ying Zijin didn't answer, she bowed her head: "I know, hard work." ”

The owner of the human resources department was a little flattered: "Miss Ying is polite, without you, the hospital would never be where it is today." ”

This is not an exaggeration.

He originally wanted to leave, but fortunately he stayed.

"The interview starts at seven o'clock." Ying Zijin glanced at the time, "I'll have a meal, and I'll come over to take a look later." ”

"Okay." The owner of the human resources department sent her out, "It's best that Miss Ying can come and be an interviewer." ”

By now, no one in Shaoren Hospital would doubt Ying Zijin's medical skills.

Ying Zijin closed the office door and went downstairs.

Several of the remaining thirty interviewees have already arrived, all waiting in the waiting area.

Lu Zhi waited anxiously, looking around aimlessly.

Until I saw the girl.

Lu Zhi was stunned at first: "Why are you here?" ”

She seemed to remember something funny, and sneered: "You don't think you can come here as a nurse because you know a few Chinese medicines, right?" ”

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Fu Yunshen: Help our family, a child who loves to watch bloody dramas, ask for a monthly pass~

Without this drama, I made up 2333

The third watch is still five o'clock, and I won't talk about it in the future~

Ah, I'm three thousand words in a chapter.,Subscription babies can see the number of coins.,I think nine thousand words a day should be a lot _(:з"∠)_

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