Madam is too good to win

Fan Ziming took Hua Yu's painting and went to study it.

Professor Wei handed a cup of tea to Hua Yu, and the admiration in his eyes was undisguised: "Student Hua, are you hiding something? It seems that I knew too little about you before. I thought you were only interested in General Fengyi. Quite insightful, but I didn't expect you to study her Chinese painting level so thoroughly."

Although Professor Wei is not proficient in traditional Chinese painting, he is also good friends with Master Fan, and he has seen it more or less.

Huayu's painting skills are so realistic that even a layman like him feels as if they were carved out of a mold.

Hua Yu thought to herself, what else does she need to study?In her previous life, the ability to learn from a young age to a university has long been engraved in her bones, so she naturally came here as soon as she picked up a pen.

However, now she is not General Fengyi, no matter how good the painting is, she can only say that she is copying, imitating...

Hua Yu coughed twice, and suppressed her thoughts: "It's all due to luck, and the professor and the master laughed."

Professor Wei knew that she was always flattered and humiliated, so he couldn't help but smiled loudly, and patted Hua Yu's shoulder: "Okay, don't be humble in front of me, I still don't know what you look like?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Master Fan who was in a daze with the painting, and smiled meaningfully: "You can rest assured about the matter of asking for a painting now. Looking at Mr. Fan, you know he won't refuse again."

Hua Yu's heart was warm, if it wasn't for Professor Wei, she would never be able to convince Master Fan on her own.

With a sincere smile on the corner of his mouth, he bowed to Professor Wei: "Professor, thank you for today's matter!"

She also didn't expect that Professor Wei would say so many good things for her and help her spare no effort to persuade Master Fan.

Huayu always repays her kindness, let alone such a precious kindness: "If the professor encounters something in the future and needs the students to do it, the students must do their part and not let them take the lead."

When Professor Wei heard Hua Yu's heartfelt words, the light in his eyes flickered, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

After a while, he smiled faintly, and said abruptly, "Student Hua, in fact, you thanked the wrong person for today's matter."

Hua Yu was taken aback for a moment, not quite understanding what Professor Wei meant, and asked in confusion, "Thank you to the wrong person?"

Professor Wei stroked his chin, lowered his brows and eyes, as if he was considering his words.

"Let me tell you this..." At the end, he looked up at Huayu, with a shrewd smile flashing in his eyes: "Aren't you curious? Why is it not too early or too late, I will rush to you to ask for a painting today When are you coming to see Fan Ziming?"

The smile on the corner of Hua Yu's mouth froze slightly.

She just thought it was a coincidence and luck before.

But after Professor Wei said so, no matter how stupid she is, she should understand that someone must have done it deliberately.

Professor Wei saw that she had realized something, so he smiled again, and said mysteriously: "This morning, someone specially prepared a generous gift for me to come forward, otherwise how would I know that you came to ask for a painting with Fan Ziming?"

Hua Yu unconsciously held her breath, and subconsciously clenched her ink-stained fingertips.

Although she was ill and had a low fever, her mind was not confused. Many scattered fragments in her memory were pieced together, what Professor Wei said to her just now, and when she was on the set, Ruan Feixue inadvertently mentioned Professor Wei in front of her...

Why didn't I mention it sooner or later, but at that time?If someone hadn't reminded her, she must have overheard it from someone.

Thinking of this, Hua Yu couldn't help closing her eyes.

Professor Wei's reminders were on point, and the study was so quiet that Huayu could only hear the beating of her own heart that was gradually increasing in her chest.

Hua Yu suddenly let out a long sigh, paused, and couldn't bear to make a final confirmation with Professor Wei: "...Professor Wei, the person you're talking about is named Chu?"

Professor Wei smiled and said, "Since you already have the answer in your heart, why do you need to ask me?"

It was Chu Fengqing.

Sure enough, it was Chu Fengqing again.

She should have noticed it earlier.

The appearance of Professor Wei made it clear that the arrangement of today's crew came from the same person.

Only Chu Fengqing would have the patience to investigate her and pave the way for her.

Just whatever she decides, he will let her have no room to refuse.

Why is this man like this?How could he do this arbitrarily?
She clearly made up her mind to solve the problem of meeting ceremony by herself, but she never expected that she owed Chu Fengqing again...

The bottom of Huayu's heart was almost wiped out by the turbulent temperature.

In the end, Fan Ziming was really convinced by Huayu, and without saying a word, he took out a pair of calligraphy and painting from the dark compartment of the study and gave it to Huayu.

Hua Yu doesn't know much about the current standard of traditional Chinese painting, but she is naturally grateful for Fan Ziming's paintings.

After thanking her again and again, she bid farewell to Fan Ziming and Professor Wei, took the hard-won calligraphy and painting and left the Mid-Levels Villa, even rejecting Fan Ziming's offer to have her dinner together.

How can she care about what to eat for dinner now, she just wants to rush back to Chu's house immediately without stopping.

Farewell to Huayu, seeing Fan Ziming holding "A Picture of Garden Tour in Spring" and staring in the direction of the gate in a daze, Professor Wei couldn't help frowning: "Isn't it because you want to exchange calligraphy and painting with Huayu? Why do you have a sullen expression now?" ?”

Fan Zi took a look at Huyou, and said in an unpredictable and profound way, "What do you know?"

When Professor Wei heard something tricky, he showed a bit of interest: "I really don't understand, tell me quickly?"

Fan Ziming held the painting and turned back into the room: "You proud student, you say you are copying, imitating, but what you draw is not the work of General Fengyi. It can only be said that the painting style and rhyme of the two are exactly the same..."

Professor Wei was dissatisfied with his deviousness, and said bluntly: "What do you mean, that she is proficient in copying skills?"

Fan Ziming shook his head, spread out Huayu's painting as if he had found a treasure, and looked at it again. At the end, he said with great emotion: "It is no exaggeration to say that this "Picture of Garden Tour in Spring" is the work of General Fengyi. ..."

"If such paintings are spread, another name may be added to the list of Chinese painting masters..."

Professor Wei didn't understand paintings, but felt that Huayu's paintings were indeed lifelike. After hearing Fan Ziming's comments, he was quite shocked: "Is this true?"

Fan Ziming glanced at him: "Naturally."

Hua Yu left early, not knowing that Fan Ziming had such a high opinion of her.

It's just that the way down the mountain by the driver was a bit preoccupied.

Seeing the car approaching the motorway at the foot of the mountain, the driver suddenly said in surprise, "This is... someone stopped the car..."

Following the voice, Hua Yu subconsciously looked out the car window, seeing the Rolls Royce parked by the side of the road and the person standing beside the car, her pupils shrank slightly for a moment.