The Indifferent Young Master’s Flash Marriage

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In Dongchenguo, there are few foreigners who want to meet Chinese after all, so Mrs. Zhao Wanqin is very impressed by Shangguan Luo.

Especially the exquisite mixed-race look of the other party made her unforgettable at first sight.

Obviously, this young man should have received Western-style education since childhood, but his father was a native of Kyushu.

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Above the exhibition, there are many excellent works.

Several pictures of Zhao Wanqin also want to buy it for collection.

Without waiting for her to walk away and look twice, Shangguan Luo went straight up.

There was a smile on his face.

"Are you the old grandma who set up a stall on Art Street last time? My name is Shangguan Luo, and I am glad to be here."

Shangguan Luo's accent is still a little impure, saying that when the meeting was fortunate, it was inexplicable with a sense of rap. Fortunately, his voice was magnetic, so that it would not make people buoyant.

The old lady of the Zhao family looked at the handsome and young face of Shangguan Luo and nodded and smiled.

"Yeah, hello, my name is Zhao Wanqin. This time, instead of calling me a lady, I have become an old grandma? My old man is foolish and long for you, but I still like to listen to ladies."

Shangguan Luo faced Zhao Wanqin's humor, his expression was generous,

"Where, you have always been an elegant lady."

With that said, Shangguan Luo bowed his head gracefully, took up Zhao Wanqin's weak and thin hands, and gracefully dropped a kiss on top.

"Hello elegant lady."

Zhao Wanqin sees Shangguan Luo so coaxing people happy, suddenly seeing teeth and seeing.

"Me, if you are younger, even if you are ten years old, I'm afraid I will fall in love with you. Unfortunately, my grandchildren are about the same age as you."

"I've never seen someone like you, a furry kid, coax people happy."

"What does it matter, you obviously like me now."

Shangguan Luo didn't seem to mind the narrowness of Zhao Wanqin's words. He extended his hand generously and pointed to the "Girl on the other side of the cloud" behind Zhao Wanqin.

In the picture, the sky is blue and clouds like cotton wool occupy most of the drawing paper, and beyond the bridge railing in the distance, a young girl stands alone by the railing, exposing a small half of her face.

The picture is quiet and beautiful.

There is a heart-warming feeling.

...

"Excuse me, when did this painting start auctioning? I've seen the painting you participated in before, but I don't seem to see this painting."

Shangguan Luo's expression was sincere, but the old lady Zhao Wanqin was a little embarrassed.

"Uh... this Kazakhstan, this painting is actually not for sale, but just for participating in this exhibition, and all the paintings that participated in the auction, I prepared in advance."

Hearing Zhao Wanqin's words, Shangguan Luo frowned slightly.

"Isn't it possible to sell it? I really like this painting, and I was specially asked for a ticket to participate in this exhibition."

When I went to Art Street before, I just witnessed the scene where Ye Linlang gave Zhao Wanqin a model.

Bright eyes and bright teeth, natural carving.

Shangguan Luo suddenly felt that scene was beautiful, so he also had the idea of ​​collecting the painting exclusively.

...

Mrs. Zhao Wanqin was also embarrassed. She knew that this teenager didn’t know how to make jokes, and she should have made it clear on Art Street.

Because the pattern of this international art exhibition is relatively high, most people cannot get tickets.

So Zhao Wanqin was careless.

Mrs. Zhao is in a dilemma.

"I really don't sell this painting. I like it myself. It's better than that. I have many other paintings here. If you want, how about giving you a painting for free?"

This is already a big concession.

Zhao Wanqin can also be regarded as a figure in the international painting world. Such a painting, when taken back for collection, may not be able to be appreciated at home.

Zhao Wanqin thought he said this, and Shangguan Luo would accept it when he met him. Who thought that the other party's expression was very calm, but he waved to Zhao Wanqin.

"That's not necessary, I just love that painting alone."

"That's... really embarrassing."

Knowing that the other party would not accept his compensation, Zhao Wanqin had no choice in mind.

What else can I do, just mix it.

...

When Zhao Wanqin felt embarrassed, suddenly, he heard that Shangguan Luo's not very fluent Chinese slowly sounded.

"Looking at your introduction, you seem to be a visiting professor at T University, right? It seems that the introduction card above also says that you will hold a tutorial class on painting?"

Zhao Wanqin was stunned and looked up at Guanluo, only to find that Shangguanluo did not know when she had stopped in front of her booth and stared at her official introduction.

"Yes, why, boy, are you interested in learning the art of drawing?"

"Yes! Of course!"

Shangguan Luo Shi smiled, the innocent deer's eyes were shining and charming.

"I'm worried that I don't have a suitable painting class to take me in. Can I ask you for a teacher?"

Zhao Wanqin's eyes were suddenly shaken by the smile, and he suddenly felt dizzy and did not react.

"Ah, yes!"

Only when the brain recovers from God does it know what promises it has made.

Students attending painting classes are completely different from apprenticeship.

How many people can be called disciples in their profession?

The so-called painting class is just to teach some superficial skills.

If you want to get started, you are still far away.

Zhao Wanqin wanted to repent, but looking at Shang Guanluo's cheeky face, he realized that he couldn't say anything to his mouth and could only laugh dryly.

"Okay, then you come at that time."

Mrs. Zhao wanted to cry in her heart, and she didn't know whether Shangguan Luo understood what he just meant.

At this time, Shangguan Luo suddenly raised his head and looked at her shiningly.

"Well, Master, was the girl who used to be a model for you on Art Street, my sister?"

"..."

Zhao Wanqin was choked.

This dare affects a big circle, not to come to study art, but want to be a girl?

Realizing this, Zhao Wanqin felt a lot lighter.

She is getting older too, but she doesn't really like to take disciples.

If Shangguan Luo is interested in the little girl with the surname Ye, it's not bad. People are just right in the period of falling out of love.

"No, that is not your sister, but it is likely to be your sister."

Shangguan Luo was a little lost when he heard the first half of the sentence, and when he heard the second half of the sentence, he immediately got excited!

"Oh! That's good!"

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The pitiful Ye Linlang, who was still thousands of kilometers away, didn't even know when he was, so he was taken care of by two people.

She was listening to a tutorial on spoken English.

After all, when she first came to Dongchen, she made great progress in English, but spoken English was still not good.

Suddenly, there was a big sneeze.

Hey, who is thinking about her?