In this regard, Fu Yan just smiled, "I'm already married." ”

Old Man Shen immediately looked disappointed, "Married at such a young age?" ”

Fu Yan nodded.

……

After the examination, when he came to the corridor outside, Xie Cheng couldn't help but sigh, "You said that you are a few centimeters taller than me and your skin is a little whiter than mine, why is it that every time the patient's family looks at you?" Either let you be a son-in-law, or be a grandson-in-law, both are married, the market is still so good, why didn't you take a fancy to me? I'm a pure gold bachelor......"

Fu Yan looked at him with a smile, "Have you taken a fancy to that Xiaowei?" Why don't I introduce you? ”

"Who's in love with it? A yellow-haired girl! Xie Cheng complained, "I just don't understand, what's wrong with me?" ”

The little nurse in the back couldn't hold back, "Poof-"

Xie Cheng immediately turned around, "Xiaomei, you say!" ”

Xiaomei: "......"

As for in the ward.

Old Man Shen was still sighing, "Look at this Doctor Fu, young and promising, good-looking, what an excellent man, but why did he get married?" What a shame! I still think that Zhizhi is 1.7 meters tall, and Dr. Fu is just right for her like this......"

Gu Yunxiu said with a smile, "Dad, Zhizhi hasn't come home yet, why did you start worrying about marriage for her?" ”

"Aren't I also taking precautions, besides, few of those young talents in Hong Kong City have the height of Dr. Fu." Old Man Shen was very disgusted, "It's better to be a northern man, handsome and in shape, but not in Hong Kong City." ”

As the saying goes, the older the child, the more childish.

Shen Zhongshu coaxed him, "Then let's find one for Zhizhi in Cloud City, and we can ask Uncle Qin to help introduce it." ”

"yes." Old Man Shen was reminded, "I remember that the old Qin family has a grandson, right?" How many grandchildren do you seem to have? In this way, when I am in better health, let Lao Qin bring those grandsons over, and you will carefully pick and choose for the branches when the time comes......"

Gu Yunxiu and her husband looked at each other and smiled, "Okay, good." ”

The ward was full of fun.

Only Shen Qiwei pouted, very unhappy.

Wen Jinxin naturally saw it and found a reason to take her daughter into the bathroom.

"Xiaowei, grandpa just had surgery, you have a better attitude, you know?"

Shen Qiwei complained, "Mom, look at grandpa, my sister has not come back yet, she has started to be eccentric, and she has to help her introduce her boyfriend, why don't you know how to introduce me, it's too much......"

"Alright, alright." Wen Jinxin said, "Your sister has been lost for 20 years, and everyone in the family is very worried, especially your grandfather, he is almost eighty years old, and he has just come out of the ghost gate, and he has recovered it, and he wants to make up for it, which is understandable, you have to be considerate of him." Besides, even if your sister comes back, she hasn't been with her family for so many years, where is there any feeling, after all, you are still the most favored granddaughter of our Shen family, understand? ”

Being comforted by such a call, Shen Qiwei finally felt more comfortable.

Yes, she is the youngest in the Shen family, and her brothers dot on her very much, even if her sister comes back, the twenty-year relationship is not something she can compare to overnight!

**

At the end of September.

Back at the hotel, Sheng Congzhi clicked on WeChat and typed two words concisely: [Video. 】

Five minutes later, the video was connected, and a completed drawing appeared on the screen of the phone, and a handsome young boy stood next to him.

That is, Ran Xingyu, the chief closed disciple of Old Man Lu.

"Hello senior sister, I have finished this painting."

Sheng Congzhi squinted his peach blossom eyes, "What did I say last time?" You don't seem to have changed anything? ”

"Senior sister." Ran Xingyu used euphemism, "At that time, I was already halfway through the painting, and tomorrow is the final deadline, I think if I revise it according to your requirements, it may be too late......"

"If I'm not mistaken, the last time I gave guidance was half a month ago, and you haven't revised it for such a long time."

"Senior sister, I really like the idea this time, if I change it according to my sister's request last time, the artistic conception of the whole painting will be completely changed, and it will not be the effect I want."

Sheng Congzhi: "......"

After a pause of three seconds, she spoke again, "Okay, I see." ”

The video is cut off directly.

Although Mr. Lu used a lot of fanciful words to describe it, in the painting world, there is indeed no female painter surnamed "Sheng".

Ran Xingyu is a top student of Yuncheng Academy of Fine Arts, and has won many awards at home and abroad since he was a child.

At this time, Mr. Lu suddenly brought a little-known so-called "senior sister" to guide him, and he also criticized his paintings harshly......

Young people are arrogant.

He was not convinced.

She can totally understand.

So I called Mr. Lu and said it briefly.

As a result, Old Man Lu was not lightly angry, "This stinky boy, your guidance to him is a blessing that he has cultivated for several lifetimes, and he doesn't know how to cherish it!" Don't worry, girl, I'll teach him a lesson now......"

"It's too late." Sheng Congzhi said, "The manuscript will be closed tomorrow." ”

"Isn't there another night?"

"There's not enough time for him."

That's too blunt.

Old Man Lu was also embarrassed, "Yes, if it's you, it's enough." ”

In the end, I could only sigh, "I still thought that this competition would allow my apprentice to win the first place, so that I would also retire successfully, but it's a pity." ”

……

A villa in the heart of Cloud City.

Ran Xingyu soon received a call from his master and was sprayed with blood.

In the end, he also put down the cruel words: "No matter how many places you win at that time, don't say that you are my apprentice during the interview!" My old man can't afford to lose that man! ”

Ran Xingyu: "......"

He was in a bad mood and could only complain to his long-distance girlfriend Du Yimeng.

It is also the first time to mention this senior sister, "The god is mysterious, every time I can only see my side in the video, she only makes a sound, I feel unreliable when I listen to it, so I specially searched for it, and I also asked a lot of people, but there is no female painter surnamed Sheng in China at all......"

"What did you say?" Du Yimeng interrupted abruptly, "Your senior sister, her surname is Sheng?" ”

"Yes, what my master said, let me call her Senior Sister Sheng, I thought I was at least the same age as my master, but listening to that voice, I feel like a little girl, I guess it's not as old as me."

"Xingyu, what does she look like?"

"Where have I seen it, didn't I say it, she doesn't open the video every time." Ran Xingyu sighed, "Mengmeng, how is your painting?" ”

"I sent it last week." Du Yimeng asked again, "Your Senior Sister Sheng, shouldn't she be called Sheng Congzhi?" ”

Ran Xingyu smiled when he heard this, "Sheng Congzhi? Are you being funny? ”

Recently, Sheng Congzhi's news has been boiling on the Internet, and even if you don't want to pay attention to it, you are forced to know a thing or two.

Ran Xingyu felt that it was impossible, "Do you think it's possible for a vase female star who doesn't learn and can't even pass the university exam?" I guess she doesn't even know who Monet is. ”

Duimeng didn't speak.

"By the way, Mengmeng, when are you going back to Cloud City?"

"I ...... I haven't figured it out yet. ”

"Then tell me when you book your ticket."

"Okay."

Ending the call, Ran Xingyu directly took the painting and sealed it.

He is very confident in his creation, even without the guidance of Senior Sister Sheng, he will definitely get the first place this time!

As for the other end of the phone-

Du Yimeng thought about it again and again, but still dialed his mother's phone.

……

"Mengmeng, don't worry, I asked your aunt last time, Sheng Congzhi's dead girl has only cared about being a star to make money all these years, how can she have time to contact painting, besides, after she went to junior high school, your uncle and aunt stopped all her tutoring classes and private tutoring, how many years have passed now, how can she still paint? Not to mention being an instructor......"

In the corridor of Yunjing Hospital, Ye Wanmei covered her mouth, "It's been four years since that incident, that dead girl and you are now from two worlds, and you won't have any more intersections, you don't have to worry, come back when you should come back, and meet your grandmother by the way, there have been too many things in your uncle's house recently, and it is estimated that she will not have a few days to ......"

On the phone, Du Yimeng was still a little uneasy, "But Mom, I stole her college entrance examination results back then, if she knew about it, I would be completely finished......"

"How could she possibly know?" Ye Wanmei interrupted, "You have now been sent to graduate school, these are the results of your own efforts!" What does it have to do with her? There are hundreds of people in the entire Beijing Academy of Fine Arts, and there are only two escort places, one of which is my daughter! This is enough to show that you are excellent, this painting association competition is so important, you must participate! Can't you choose to back down at this time......"

"But ......"

"Did you see the online news?" Ye Wanmei said quickly, "Sheng Congzhi's dead girl has severed her relationship with the Ye family, and she has nothing to do with us, she has no evidence about what happened back then, otherwise she hasn't asked me for so many years?" Okay Mengmeng, don't be cranky, the nurse called me......"

After a few more words, she hung up the phone, opened the door to the hospital room and walked in.

Not long after, the door to the opposite security exit was opened, and a slender and tall figure walked in.

It was Fu Yan.

The man frowned, took out his mobile phone and began to send WeChat: [Wife, your cousin has returned to Cloud City. 】

Sheng Congzhi on the phone side was inexplicable.

What cousin?

Fu Yan quickly sent a second message: [I just overheard Mrs. Du answering the phone, as if mentioning your name and what kind of painting association competition. 】

Seeing this, Sheng Congzhi's expression moved slightly, and then he dialed Old Man Lu's number again.

When he received the call, Old Man Lu was still angry, "I scolded that stinky boy, forget it, I can only say that you have nothing to do with him......"

"Grandpa Lu." Sheng Congzhi interrupted, "I have something else to do with you, can you please help me check someone?" Let's see if she participates in this contest as well. ”

"You say."

"Her name is Duimon."

……

In less than 10 minutes, the call came.

"I asked people to check, Du Yimeng did submit to this competition, and he has already entered the semi-finals." Old Man Lu was curious, "Zhizhi girl, do you know her?" ”

Sheng Congzhi asked rhetorically, "What does Grandpa Lu think of her painting?" ”

"I just took a look at this girl's painting by the way, the painting is really good, the foundation is also very solid, at first glance it is a high-achieving student trained by a famous school, and it really lives up to its reputation, but it's just ......"

"It's just that there is no technology, and there is no aura."

"Yes, yes, yes." Old Man Lu laughed, "It's still your girl with vicious eyes, I haven't seen a student with more aura than you in the past few years, but it's a pity that you don't want to ......be here."

**

Fu Gou: Crazy to please.

Zhizhi is back soon!

Zhizhi: Keep going on a killing spree!

(End of chapter)