Who wants to take the civil service exam after being reborn?

Chapter 537 White Tea, Pure Joy, Nothing Else

"Where do you want it added?"

Yu Xuan's usually naturally charming oval face was now covered with a thin layer of frost as she stared at Wu Jing'en and asked, "It's stuck at the edge of the frame, isn't it?"

"Ah...right..."

Wu Jing'en was stunned to find that the person in question had actually returned.

"it is good."

The next moment, the beautiful girl's actions took everyone by surprise.

She actually sketched a half-sunset in the upper left corner of the painting, and, following Wu Jing'en's earlier boast, added some carbon traces to represent the sunset and gradient.

"Is that so?"

After Yu Xuan finished drawing, she asked Wu Jing'en with a serious expression.

"Yes...yes...what are you doing?"

In the end, Wu Jing'en couldn't help but ask.

Yu Xuan ignored him and calmly continued making the revisions.

More and more people gathered to watch; Chinese people have always loved watching a spectacle and wanted to see how it would end.

"Xianmei'er~"

Wu Yu also walked over, unaware of why her good friend had done so.

The cosplayer turned her head, raised her delicate eyebrows, and smiled brightly.

Not long after, the elderly couple, who had already paid their bill, and Li Xianglan, the gallery's owner, returned to the gallery and saw the modified painting.

Who added it?

The old man's face changed drastically, and his voice trembled slightly.

His original plan was to buy the painting first, and then take the opportunity to get in touch with the pretty girl who painted it.

I'll find a suitable opportunity later and ask the girl to use her pen name.

The couple used to teach art in middle school, and their eye for talent was even better than Wu Jing'en's. They knew from the moment Yu Xuan started drawing that this girl was destined for greatness.

Once she truly rises to fame, this sketch with her pen name attached may be worth dozens or even hundreds of times more, making it a very worthwhile investment.

The plan was well-thought-out, but man proposes, God disposes, and a perfectly good painting has been completely ruined.

"I added it."

Yu Xian admitted it aloud.

"You added it?"

The old man was taken aback for a moment, then became so anxious he almost jumped up and down: "Why did you add it? If the sunset is deliberately painted out, that ethereal and dreamlike atmosphere will be gone, and the value of this painting will drop from ten thousand yuan to one thousand yuan. You should know that, right?"

"I know."

Xianmei pursed her lips.

"Then why did you..."

The old man was puzzled.

"Some people don't know."

Yu Xuan looked at Wu Jing'en.

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, especially Li Xianglan from the gallery, as well as his students and unfamiliar tourists, Wu Jing'en's face instantly turned ashen.

"Did you add that on purpose just to embarrass me?"

Wu Jing'en asked in a hoarse voice.

"Who cares about your feelings?"

Xianmei grabbed Wu Yu's hand, squeezed it, and said, "I just don't want Xiaoyu to lose the argument."

Everyone was stunned to hear this reason.

Adults feel that it's a waste of 10,000 yuan for such a small matter, and that young people are too impulsive.

However, the students at the Central Academy of Fine Arts felt that such friendship was extremely precious, and they even developed a greater liking for Yu Xian, their "enemy."

Wu Yu felt a lump in her throat, and little pearls began to fall.

She pinched Yu Xuan's soft cheek and said between sobs, "You brat, you know I cry when I read novels, you just want to make me cry."

Wang Changhua felt a little regretful. Now that things had come to this point, it seemed she wouldn't need to use her "Foshan Shadowless Kick".

The elderly couple couldn't understand it either, but since things had come to this, they had no choice but to buy the "ruined artwork" for 1000 yuan.

"and many more."

Yu Xuan suddenly called out to the other person.

The couple turned around, and the beautiful girl said, "This painting is a gift for you, it's free... Um, Aunt Lan, is that alright?"

"of course can."

Li Xianglan smiled gently: "You have full authority over your work."

The elderly couple never expected that although they didn't get a big bargain, they would still unexpectedly gain something.

Although the artistic conception was ruined, it is still an excellent work. The elderly couple immediately said that they would take it back to their original junior high school and use it as an inspirational material to teach students to practice their basic skills.

The whole matter should have ended there. Xianmei'er's first artwork, which was neither sold nor reflected her true skill level, was donated to the school, making it all the more meaningful.

Li Xianglan also took this opportunity to thoroughly humiliate Wu Jing'en, although things later developed in a way that completely surprised her.

Only Wu Jing'en was unwilling to accept defeat. Although he admitted defeat, he also wanted to know which powerful figure he had run into.

So he straightened his attitude and specifically asked Li Xianglan, "President Li, who is the girl you called to help you out?"

"What assistance?"

Li Xianglan was very satisfied with Wu Jing'en's tone and said with a smile, "I already said, she is my junior sister."

"Come on, Mr. Li, you don't have to lie to me if you don't want to tell me."

Wu Jing'en refused to believe it: "I've never heard of you having formally studied painting, so how could you have any teacher or lineage?"

"Haha~"

Li Xianglan smiled enigmatically: "Do I need to report to you that I joined the Lingnan School of Painting right after I was born?"

"Joined the Lingnan School of Painting right after birth?"

Wu Jing'en pondered the meaning of those words carefully and finally grasped something: "What is your relationship with Professor Guan Yongyi?"

"My second aunt." "And her?"

"Second Aunt's little apprentice who locks the door."

"Ouch!"

Wu Jing'en slapped his thigh, even letting out a Beijing accent: "Her name is... Yu Xian, isn't it? I heard my old man mention that Professor Guan has been taking a young girl around the capital visiting famous figures recently. So this is her!"

"Then it's not unfair for us to lose."

Wu Jing'en's mood suddenly improved. They were cultivating him with the goal of "taking over the sect," and a hundred Qi Kais couldn't compare.

“That girl would occasionally slip out a phrase with a Sichuan or Chongqing accent; I originally thought she was from the Sichuan Fine Arts Institute.”

Wu Jing'en sighed as he finished speaking: "I'll submit my resignation in a couple of days."

Li Xianglan looked up: "No one forced you."

"I've become a laughing stock, how dare I stay here?"

Wu Jing'en reached out and slapped himself across the face: "Give us men from the capital some face!"

……

In the evening, Yu Xian still planned to go home and cook for herself; she liked the relaxed atmosphere in the courtyard.

Anyway, Wang Changhua washes the vegetables, Wang Changhua and Wu Yu cut the vegetables, and Wang Changhua and Chen Zhuo wash the dishes.

Li Xianglan also asked to go back with them. These past few days, apart from sleeping and working, she has spent almost all her time in the courtyard with these college students, and time seems to have slowed down.

On the way back after visiting the gallery, Li Xianglan also talked to everyone about the follow-up actions of the elderly couple.

She's been in this industry for a long time and can tell at a glance whether a buyer genuinely likes something or is just looking for a bargain.

"...So, Sister Xian."

Li Xianglan once again warned, "You must not write your name on blank paper in the future. If someone uses it for bad purposes, it might become a work of art with a fake painting but a real signature."

Remembering Chen Zhe's advice, Wang Changhua seized the opportunity and said, "Yu Xian, you should still use your own name as your pen name. 'Chen Zhe' doesn't sound like it's destined to become a hit."

"I didn't want to become famous."

The cosplayer gave Wang Changhua a playful glare, seemingly displeased with his slander of Director Chen.

"hey-hey."

Wang Changhua gave an awkward smile: "That's right, don't you think, she's a female tyrant?"

Wu Yu had no idea that Wang Changhua was "on a mission," but she also thought that Yu Xian was more suitable for the artistic atmosphere than Chen Zhe.

"Chen sounds like the name of an official!"

Zhao Yuanyuan succinctly summarized.

Everyone laughed when they heard that.

As I said before, there are no wrong nicknames in this world; "Director Chen" and Chen Zhe are a perfect match.

After her friends finished having fun, Li Xianglan said while driving, "From the perspective of the gallery, it might be more convenient to use your own name."

The antonym of "convenient" is "troublesome".

Li Xianglan originally wanted to say that using someone else's name as a pen name would actually be quite troublesome, and if you break up in the future, it might involve issues such as "right to reputation".

But since the young couple is currently enjoying their sweet romance, Li Xianglan uses a more tactful approach.

However, even though everyone agrees that Yu Xian's version is better than Chen Zhe's,

Xianmei still seemed unwilling to listen. She wrinkled her cute nose and said, "People can't always make the right choices. Sometimes you have to make choices you like."

"Oh well, whatever, whatever."

Wu Yu shook her head: "You can't persuade someone who's in love. Let them discuss it themselves."

……

Back home, Professor Guan was reading in the main room, while Zhu Xiuxiu, wearing loose shorts and a short-sleeved shirt, was eating watermelon under the shade of vines.

She held the black beauty in one arm and a spoon in the other, oblivious to the juice dripping from her mouth onto her clothes, clearly enjoying herself immensely.

"Sister Xiuxiu!"

Zhao Yuanyuan, who had been dozing off in the car, suddenly perked up, jumped out of the car first, and ran over, mouth agape without a care for her drooling: "Ahhhhh!"

Zhu Xiuxiu giggled, scooped up the biggest and reddest piece of melon pulp, fed it to Yuanyuan, and asked, "Is it delicious?"

"Good times!"

Yuanyuan puffed out her cheeks and said happily.

"So, out of this group, who is your favorite?"

The secretary teased Yuanyuan.

"Sister-in-law Xian!"

"What about the second one?"

"Brother Chen Zhe!"

"Spit out the melon, I fed it to you for nothing!"

……

Where is Director Chen?

After entering, the cosplayer looked around and asked.

"sleeping."

The secretary shrugged: "The boss said he'd lie down for a while, but he ended up falling asleep."

"is it?"

Yu Xuan quietly entered the bedroom.

Chen Zhe, who was fast asleep, felt as if someone was talking in his ear, and there was more than one voice. He didn't want to open his eyes at first, but he felt so drowsy that he couldn't fall back asleep, so he struggled to wake up.

I was almost startled!
Wang Changhua, Wu Yu, Zhao Yuanyuan, the secretary, and even Li Xianglan were all there, a whole group of people sitting around the bed.

As for Xianmei'er.

She was right beside him, fanning herself with a palm-leaf fan.

Seeing her boyfriend wake up, she subconsciously revealed a sweet smile, as if it had passed through the gaps in their casual conversation and awakened Director Chen from his slumbering youth.

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