"Have you changed your mind?" Old Man Jiang sat up straight.

"Not really." Meng Fu leaned back, and she remembered that Old Man Jiang and Jiang Quan had always wanted her to worship Yu Yong as a teacher.

Go learn to draw.

She thought about it, bowed her head, and replied to President Yan—

[Why did Senior Brother send me something again? 】

President Yan: [Some gadgets, it's okay, this thing is just a number to your senior brother. 】

Meng Fu looked at President Yan's words, fell into deep thought, and then sighed.

Her senior brother is really too respectable.

Jiang Yu was driving the car, and he sent Zhao Fan to her residence before driving the car to Jiang's house.

Old man Jiang wanted to invite Zhao Fan to Jiang's house for dinner, Zhao Fan had a headache when he heard about the Jiang family, especially when he saw Jiang Xinran, his heart, liver and lungs hurt, and he didn't want to go, so he asked Jiang Yu to send her home.

Su Di parted ways with them at the airport, and he went back to Meng Fu's rental house and continued to make pastries.

On the other end of the phone, President Yan didn't care about the gift from He Xiyuan.

Meng Fu is such a little junior sister in the whole division, who does He Xiyuan not give these things to her?

"President, when will your course start?" Outside, there was a knock on President Yan's door.

President Yan put down his phone and thought for a while, "It's tentatively scheduled for eight o'clock in the evening, just in time for the rematch quota to come out." ”

During this time, Meng Fu would practice strokes for him every day.

Her painting skills are getting better and better.

President Yan originally felt that his eldest apprentice He Xiyuan was already extremely rare, but Meng Fu was not bad, his temper was appetizing to him in all aspects, and the most important thing was that he was a female apprentice.

As soon as he was happy, he began to prepare to give a lecture to the T City Painting Association.

As soon as the news came out, not to mention the T City Painting Association, even people from the next province and city rushed over, just to listen to President Yan's class.

**

Half an hour later, the car arrived at Jiang's house.

Old man Jiang discussed the time with Su Cheng before, he originally wanted to hold a banquet for Meng Fu on the whole Sunday, and it happened that Meng Fu also had a variety show at that time.

He just didn't expect that Meng Fu disagreed.

Old Man Jiang was a little depressed.

Jiang family, Jiang Quan is not here, Jiang Quan has been very busy with Jiang's financing recently, only Yu Zhenling is at home.

Seeing Old Man Jiang outside coming back with Meng Fu, Yu Zhenling was stunned for a moment, then got up, very restrained: "Dad." ”

After speaking, he turned to Meng Fu again, a little embarrassed, "Fu'er, why did you come back today?" ”

"The banquet is not big for the time being, I will invite Ms. Yang to eat at home tonight, and she finally agreed to come over." Old Man Jiang replied for Meng Fu, and he turned to Yu Zhenling, "You inform Xinran, she hasn't gone back to see her mother in the past two years, and she will let her come back today." ”

When Old Man Jiang said the first half of the sentence, Yu Zhenling was still thinking about who Ms. Yang was.

Hearing the second half of the sentence, Yu Zhenling reacted-

He was talking about Yang Hua.

Jiang Xinran's biological mother.

Hearing this, Yu Zhenling forgot about Meng Fu, and was a little bored, so she responded absentmindedly.

She has always been very resistant to Yang Hua, after all, she is Jiang Xinran's biological mother.

I don't know if Jiang Xinran will be biased towards Yang Hua after Yang Hua appears.

After knowing Yang Hua at the beginning, the old man Jiang Quanjiang and Yu Zhenling both went to Wanmin Village, where there were all mud roads, there was nothing in the village, and if they wanted to buy a bottle of water, they had to drive to the town.

In the past two years, she has been avoiding Jiang Xinran from encountering Yang Hua, and under her plan, Jiang Xinran really did not mention Yang Hua, nor did she return to Wanmin Village.

Unexpectedly, today, Old Man Jiang was going to take Yang Hua over.

Yu Zhenling subconsciously grabbed the bag, unconsciously brushed her hair to the side, and pursed the corners of her lips, "Dad, then I'll go find my brother and them." ”

Yu Zhenling was leaving, but Old Man Jiang didn't say anything.

He just instructed Jiang Yu, "Arrange it at home, I'll draw up the menu, and I'll inform Jiang Quan later, as well as the people on the board of directors, come to the house for dinner in the evening." ”

"Yes, old man." Jiang Yu laughed.

He has been following Jiang Quan, and probably knows the reason why the old man is so serious.

Since Meng Fu and Jiang Xinran found out about the mistake, Old Man Jiang wanted to invite Yang Hua to T City, but Yang Hua didn't agree to come to T City, just like growing up in Wanmin Village.

At that time, Meng Fu didn't want to go back, so he was deadlocked.

After more than two years, Yang Hua finally agreed to come to T City, she has raised Meng Fu for so many years, and the Jiang family is naturally very grateful to her.

**

at home.

When Yu Zhenling arrived, Yu Yong was not there, she called, and only then did she know that Yu Yong was in the Painting Association.

She hurried over to the painting association again.

Yu Yong, as the vice president of the Painting Association, was in the office at this time, busy with the speech in the evening.

"What are you looking for me?" Yu Yong put down what he was holding and let her in.

"You're busy today?" Yu Zhenling didn't answer, only glanced outside, surprised: "I just met a lot of high-rise buildings on the road, and there were a lot of cars parked at the door." ”

Yu Zhenling, as Yu Yong's younger sister, often comes to the Painting Association and knows many high-level members of the Painting Association.

In the past, the threshold of the painting association was high, and all the people who came in were student members.

It was the first time she had seen the painting association so lively.

"Well, the president should have a speech today," Yu Yongye had just gotten the news, "Many people are back today, and the other two vice presidents who went to other places have also rushed back." ”

"President's speech?" Yu Zhenling was stunned, "Is it President Yan?" ”

Her talent in Chinese painting is not as good as Jiang Xinran, although she did not enter the painting association, but she is also a person in the art circle, and she is very familiar with the painting association, so she naturally knows that President Yan is a senior member of the Beijing Painting Association.

The Beijing Painting Association is also a dominant party in the capital.

The Yu family has hoped all their lives that someone can be admitted to the Beijing Painting Association, not to mention that the Yu family can move to the capital in the future, even if they are assigned to T City, then at least they will be the same as Yu Yong is the vice president position.

"It's him, don't talk about T City today, even the Beijing Painting Association is shaken." Yu Yongzheng's expression changed.

President Yan, he is the existence of the three giants in the Beijing Painting Association, Yu Yong has stayed in the Beijing Painting Association, others don't know, but he knows President Yan's status in the entire Beijing circle.

In particular, President Yan has an apprentice who almost no one else dares to mention......

However, Yu Yong naturally didn't reach this circle, and he didn't know who President Yan's incredible apprentice was.

President Yan is a master of Chinese painting, but he has a strange personality, he is not short of money, he never holds classes, and only produces one painting a year, most of which are donated to the library of the Beijing Painting Association, and a small part flows to the auction house, and the highest picture of the country was auctioned at a price of 70 million.

This value alone is unattainable by the entire art association.

Apprentices who want to worship him as a teacher can be ranked from the capital to the Federation, and even Yu Yong is no exception, but unfortunately, let alone accepting apprentices, President Yan doesn't even want to take a class.

At the moment, he is willing to start classes in T City, but now it is only a small scene, and when he arrives at night, he will know what it means to gather writers.

Speaking of this, Yu Yong continued to look at Yu Zhenling, and remembered the matter: "Why are you looking for me in such a hurry?" ”

Yu Zhenling was still thinking about President Yan.

Hearing this, he frowned slightly: "The old man took over the family from Wanmin Village today, and he is going to have a meal at the Jiang family in the evening, and I am here to ask you to go to the Jiang family for dinner." ”

Seeing that Yu Yong didn't think about it, Yu Zhenling reminded, "Just Meng Fu's adoptive mother, Yang Hua." ”

"Them?" Yu Yong was surprised, "Why did you take it over today, didn't the old man say that he would hold a meeting on the weekend?" ”

"Meng Fu has something to do on the weekend and wants to go out to film." Yu Zhenling was reluctant to mention Meng Fu.

"Just Yang Hua? Did the old man invite anyone else? Yu Yongzheng's expression changed.

Before Yu Zhenling came, she also asked a few questions, and when she heard the words, she shook her head: "He said that it was a family banquet, Yang Hua, and a cousin of Meng Fu, just that orphan." ”

Recently, Yu Yong also had the intention of repairing the relationship with Meng Fu.

If it was a weekday, Yu Yong would have gone.

But today......

The old man hasn't invited anyone from other families yet, just Yang Hua and that cousin, an orphan and a widow.

Worth.

"It's not easy for the president to come here," Yu Yong shook his head, "I won't go, I'll visit tomorrow, by the way, you can also tell Xinran about this matter, she can't go back at night, I want to find a way to let her meet with President Yan." ”

Yu never had the luxury of expecting President Yan to accept Jiang Xinran as a disciple, but if he could get President Yan's advice, it would also be Jiang Xinran's creation.

Yu Zhenling touched her mobile phone and pursed her lips, "Okay, I'll talk to Xinran." ”

In the first middle school, Jiang Xinran was still in class.

When Yu Zhenling called her, she didn't receive it, and when she took a lunch break, she took her mobile phone out and called Yu Zhenling back, "Mom? ”

Yu Zhenling did not hide it, and told the matter from beginning to end.

"And your cousin, it's up to you whether you want to come back or not." Yu Zhenling said slowly.

After listening, Jiang Xinran paused with the hand holding the mobile phone, from the time she knew that she was not Yu Zhenling's biological daughter, Jiang Xinran was afraid that one day, her identity as the eldest lady of the Jiang family would be exposed.

Fortunately, with Yu Zhenling and Yu's family, this matter has not been exposed.

She has been pampered for so many years, but she really can't accept it, her biological mother is illiterate and a country woman.

I can't imagine that one day her identity is exposed, what kind of eyes the classmates around her will look at her.

Where Yu Zhenling couldn't see, Jiang Xinran's nails almost pierced his palm.

Her eyelashes drooped, her whole expression was very heavy, but her voice was as gentle as ever, "Mom, President Yan's class is very rare......

"Then you will go with your uncle, and I will talk to your grandfather." When Yu Zhenling heard this, she also breathed a sigh of relief, and when she said this, her voice was even slower: "Don't worry, your grandfather won't blame you." ”

**

Five o'clock in the afternoon.

The car that Old Man Jiang sent to pick up Yang Hua had already driven to T City.

In the car, the driver looked at the road blocked in front of the city center, and couldn't help but comfort the two people in the back seat, and his tone was very respectful: "Mrs. Yang, I don't know how to block it in front, don't worry." ”

In the back seat, Yang Hua was a little uncomfortable with this car, and she involuntarily skimmed her hair, "Okay." ”

Beside her, Meng Wei pushed down the glasses on the bridge of her nose and continued to look down at the book in her hand.

Because of the traffic jam, it was postponed until half past five, and the car slowly drove to the gate of the Jiang family.

The gate of the Jiang family is still brilliant and extravagant.

This gate, Yang Hua looked a little restrained, but Meng Wei, she just reached out and closed the book in her hand, looked up at the door, and did not show any restraint.

The driver withdrew his gaze and hurriedly opened the door.

Inside the house, the old man had already received the news and greeted him outside the door, "Ms. Yang, you have arrived, this is Ah Jing, come in." ”

He was holding a cane with a pestle in his hand, and his face was red.

Especially to Meng Wei, he is very kind.

Meng Fu's program, the old man didn't miss a minute, naturally he knew that there were so many awards on half a wall, Meng Fu was in the super talk area on Weibo, and there are still screenshots of the awards on the wall.

Love the house and Wu, the old man knows that Meng Fu is very good to this cousin, and naturally, he is also very good to Meng Wei.

"Thank you." Yang Hua followed the old man Jiang in, even though the old man was enthusiastic, she still seemed very restrained.

She is wearing a thin black padded jacket today, this padded jacket is also made by herself, there is no brand, and the fabric is a little rough, but the style looks very good.

It wasn't until she saw Meng Fu lying on the sofa that Yang Hua's restraint dissipated a lot and started talking to the old man.

Old man Jiang had only seen Yang Hua in Wanmin Village before, but Yang Hua was quite indifferent at that time, only feeding the ducks and not speaking, and later they were invited away by the village chief.

After chatting with Yang Hua today, he unexpectedly found that no matter what he said, Yang Hua could talk about it.

When checking the information of the Meng family, Mr. Jiang naturally found out that there were only two people left in the Meng family, Yang Hua and Meng Wei, and Yang Hua was a village woman in Wanmin Village, and the information was not particularly unusual.

"Sister." Meng Wei took the book and sat down beside Meng Fu.

Meng Fu glanced at it, it was the origin of mathematics, she looked at Meng Wei, and got up quietly, "You come up with me." ”

Downstairs, Old Man Jiang and Yang Hua were still chatting.

Upstairs.

In Meng Fu's room, Meng Wei put down the book, looked at Meng Fu worriedly, noticed that her face was fine, and was slightly relieved: "How much incense have you made recently?" ”

"It's fine." Meng Fu leaned back on the table.

Meng Fu had her own thoughts, so Meng Wei didn't ask much, remembering the question Meng Fu had sent her, "Are you going to school?" ”

Meng Fu didn't speak, just nodded.

Meng Wei: "...... Taking the college entrance examination next year? ”

"Or else?" Meng Fu glanced at her, she took the college entrance examination, and it was her fans who took the college entrance examination to watch.

Meng Wei was a little broken, and she had the impression that Meng Fu would not go to the college entrance examination: "...... I'll have to figure out how to keep second place. ”

"Well," Meng Fu held his phone, remembering one thing, "Speaking of which, I found a master." ”

"Master?" Meng Wei raised his head.

Meng Fu tapped his mobile phone and smiled: "Painting Association, he ...... The person is still very good, and there is a senior brother, who is even better. ”

As she spoke, the phone rang.

It's President Yan.

"You're coming for a class in the evening?" President Yan sat down in front of the computer, "By the way, take your senior brother's things." ”

"Listening to a class?" Meng Fu stood up straight, "What class?" ”

President Yan was very patient with Meng Fu: "In the class of the Painting Association, I want to talk about two points, starting at eight o'clock. ”

"Teacher, my mother is here today, and my grandfather is also here," Meng Fu looked downstairs, "The situation is a bit complicated, I can't go to your class, so let's go to you after I finish eating, and wait in your office, okay?" ”

On the other end of the phone, President Yan stood up.

He accepted Meng Fu as a disciple, and the wind was calm, and until now He Xiyuan knows.

If in the past, he asked Meng Fu to come, she would definitely come, Meng Fu, an apprentice, was more obedient than He Xiyuan.

Hearing Meng Fu's words now, President Yan squinted, and he said a little slowly: "Where is your home?" ”

Meng Fu was stunned for a moment, she stood up straight, and her expression was straight, "Teacher, this is not in accordance with the rules." ”

Meng Fu knew that Old Man Jiang had always been worried about her, and he had once told Jiang Quan to let her worship Yu Yong as a teacher.

But Yu Yong never agreed.

At the airport in the morning, Meng Fu planned to find a time to take Old Man Jiang to visit President Yan.

I didn't expect President Yan to come to her.

"There's nothing out of order, he's your grandfather, and it stands to reason that he's a generation higher than me." For the first time, President Yan felt that he was not so unsightly, "My class will be sorted out for my assistant, and I will make up for two more hours tomorrow, and I promised you not to hold an apprenticeship banquet for the time being." ”

After President Yan finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly.

Meng Fu couldn't figure out if he was angry, so he opened WeChat and told Su Cheng about it.

Meng Fu: [What should I do? 】

Su Cheng: [Take grandpa to pick up President Yan.] 】

Meng Fu let out an "ah" and looked at his phone, not knowing what to say.

Just the old man Jiang's broken heart.

"Sister?" Meng Wei, who was reading the book, turned back.

"It's okay," Meng Fu raised his hand towards Meng Jing, "You continue to read, and I'll go down to pick up someone with grandpa." ”

Meng Fu opened the door and left the room for Meng Wei to read, and she went downstairs directly.

Downstairs, Old Man Jiang and Yang Hua had a good conversation.

Meng Fu raised his hand, "Grandpa, are you going to pick someone up with me?" ”

Old Man Jiang was stunned, and he immediately got up: "Who?" ”

"My teacher." Meng Fu bowed his head and sent a WeChat message to President Yan.

Old man Jiang thought that it should be the teacher of Meng Fu's school, and he originally wanted to invite Meng Fu's homeroom teacher, but as soon as Meng Fu said, he straightened up, "Let's go." ”

Half an hour later.

The back door of the Painting Association.

Old Man Jiang turned his head and looked at Meng Fu: "Don't tell me...... Where is your master? ”