In the study room, the old man asked the two children to draw and write.
Originally, I wanted to see if the two children had inherited the apprentice's genius, but unexpectedly, the old man was shocked.
"Xiao Ruirui, this is it!"
The old man looked at Wen Jiujiu who was eating fruit in surprise. She was sitting alone on the sofa with all kinds of fruits in front of her.
They were all the freshest and best fruits. The old man didn't let Wenjiujiu do anything, so he just let her sit and eat the fruits and play.
"Xiao Ruirui's talent in painting is higher than mine, and I have trained him. Now he can draw better than me." Wen Jiujiu said, "There is an international painter named Rui, who is Xiao Ruirui."
"Rui, is that Rui? The painter Rui whose auction price has reached tens of millions?"
The old man became excited instantly, "This kid is actually so talented?"
"Yes." Wen Jiujiu nodded, "Master, do you think you can teach him again? He is very suitable for painting!"
"That's necessary. Although Xiao Ruirui is already so good that I don't need to teach him, but how can I not give him what master has?"
"Thank you, Master."
"Thank you, Grandpa Master!"
"Grandpa Shi is a little too much. Then my calligraphy is not good?" Xiao Yuyu hummed, "Grandpa Master, don't you teach Yu Yu?"
"Grandpa Shi is good at painting, but not so good at writing. But your calligraphy is indeed very good, and Grandpa Shi will definitely make arrangements for you. The old man from the Calligraphy Association is a good friend of your Grandpa Shi, and I will ask him to come over to see you tomorrow.
word!"
As Zhu Lao said this, he became excited as he looked at the words.
"No, I'll show him now!"
He immediately took several photos and sent them to the president of the Calligraphy Association.
Ten minutes later.
The old president rushed directly into the study from outside.
"I have a successor! I wish you old man, where is he? His handwriting is so good, he must be my apprentice!"
Looking at the crazy old man, Xiao Yuyu felt a little complicated.
"Old man Zhu, where is the painting? It couldn't have been painted by your apprentice, right? If it's your apprentice, I'll accept it too!"
Mr. Tan was somewhat excited.
"It was written by my disciple." The old man said excitedly, "How about it? It's excellent, isn't it?"
"Disciples?" Mr. Tan's eyes fell on the two cute little babies and he was immediately stunned.
"You're so young, are you sure? Can you write with such energy at such a young age?"
"It's so small, Xiao Yuyu, come on, write one for the old man to see, your handwriting is much stronger than his!"
Zhu Lao looked arrogant.
The two old people chatted enthusiastically, and after warming up the wine and eating a few grapes, she yawned.
"Little junior sister, if you are sleepy, go back to your room and rest. The children, master, and us are here!"
The three senior brothers who had been standing pitifully and had no chance to sit down said.
"Well, I'll go back to the room first."
Wen Jiujiu nodded, she was really tired.
She had to go out tomorrow morning. In the afternoon, Sister Hong called her and told her that she had a scene to audition and asked her to go there early tomorrow.
Wen Jiujiu left the study room.
The phone suddenly rang.
She glanced at it and saw that it was Huo Mingyan's message.
【come out.】
Huo Mingyan only uttered two words, and Wen Jiujiu was stunned for a moment.
come out?
Does he know where she is?
Or is he in front of his house in Qicheng?
【I'm at the door, come out.】
Wen Jiujiu came back to his senses. Although he didn't know where he was, he subconsciously went to the door of the Zhu family's old house.
This chapter has been completed!