One Birth with Two Treasures: Mr. President, Please Be Gentle Ruan Bai Mu Shaoling Chapter 399 Zhou Qing and Ruan Bai are worthy of being mother and daughter!
Chapter 399 Zhou Qing and Ruan Bai are worthy of being mother and daughter!
Hearing Ruan Bai's laughter, Lin Ning's face turned ugly. Did he say something wrong?
Ever since he entered the Lin family, he has received first-level education from a noble school and also studied abroad for two years.
She didn't believe that Ruan Bai, a country bumpkin, knew how to appreciate art better than she did!
Lin Ning herself doesn't like art very much and has never been interested in it since she was a child, but her mother Zhou Qing loves art very much. In order to cater to her mother's preferences, she forced herself to read some Western art history.
But every time she opened the book and saw the boring theoretical knowledge and the achievements of famous artists, she felt drowsy. Later, she couldn't stand it anymore, so she simply gave up and chose to learn from other things that she was better at.
Things are done to please my mother.
Lin Ning glanced at Mu Shaoling secretly.
The man's sitting posture was always elegant, and his posture was as straight as a bamboo. He looked calm and indifferent, with a natural aura of calmness and self-power.
But when he served Ruan Bai some food, his whole person changed.
The man's sharp eyebrows can't help but soften, and even the corners of his tightly pursed lips will slightly raise a doting arc.
That scene made Lin Ning's heart feel itchy and painful, like being scratched with blood by a wild cat's sharp claws.
She lowered her eyes sadly.
Zhang Yali couldn't bear to see Lin Ning being ignored by her son.
In fact, when she saw Lin Ning talking confidently in front of the oil painting, her liking for Lin Ning became even greater. She had no idea that Lin Ning was trying to make a fool of herself.
Zhang Yali took a piece of scallops to Lin Ning and praised Lin Ning again: "Ning Ning deserves to be a person who has drank foreign ink. This view is more profound than those country people who have never seen the world. She deserves to be Secretary Lin's daughter! No!
Like some women, they have long hair and short knowledge. Let alone appreciating paintings, they probably can’t even tell the difference between real and fake paintings. Dad, do you think so?"
Although Zhang Yali's words did not specify who some of the country women were, she was clearly looking at Ruan Bai with disdain from the corner of her eyes, and her contempt was self-evident.
Mr. Mu's majestic face turned dark. He put down his chopsticks heavily and frowned in displeasure: "Can those who don't understand shut up? The Mu family has lost all their face!"
Zhang Yali didn't know that when Mr. Mu was young, he was very passionate about Western art. He studied in France for many years, and he majored in art. Later, he met Grandma Mu, and the two of them returned to China to start their own business.
What I have learned.
Although he has not touched art for many years, it does not mean that Mr. Mu does not understand it.
Monet was one of his favorite Impressionist painters, and he collected many of Monet's original works. As a result, Lin Ning didn't know how to pretend to understand, and he thought he was being arty, but in fact he was just being laughed at by others without realizing it.
It turned out that Lin Ning, whom he thought was talented and well-educated, was nothing more than an artistic idiot.
Suddenly, Mr. Mu's good impression of Lin Ning was almost completely consumed by her own actions.
"Dad, did I say something wrong?" Seeing her father-in-law's face turned sour, Zhang Yali asked back in confusion.
Ruan Bai calmly interjected: "Auntie, Monet is not British, he is French. Also, he is a representative painter of Impressionism, not realism."
Zhang Yali was about to sarcastically ask, Ruan Bai, what art do you, a country boy, know?
Mr. Mu's eyes under his reading glasses flickered for a moment, and he asked with some surprise: "You girl still understands Western art? Then tell me, what do you think of this oil painting by Monet? Can you tell that he is
Should you paint in the morning or in the evening?"
Mr. Mu raised his cane high and pointed directly at the water lily picture hanging above his wall.
Lin Ning's eyes widened, staring at every detail for a moment, trying to tell when the painting was done.
But helplessly, she still couldn't tell when the artist painted the painting, because the light in the oil painting was too unclear, and she couldn't see the rising sun or stars at all. How could anyone tell?
Lin Ning watched with cold eyes, waiting for Ruan Bai to make a fool of himself!
Under the dining table, Mu Shaoling squeezed Ruan Bai's hand and told her not to be nervous.
Ruan Bai patted the back of his hand a few times, smiled knowingly at him, and his eyebrows were full of confidence.
After carefully observing it for a few times, Ruan Bai expressed his opinion: "Grandpa Mu, although this water lily painting is not very obvious in the morning light, you can tell from the dewdrops rolling down the lotus leaves. Also, this oil painting
The water in the distance is light blue, and under the sunlight, part of the water is golden, while the water under the blooming water lilies is green, almost blending into the leaves. This only happens in the morning light.
Scenery, this is the most authentic reaction of nature.”
For the first time, Mr. Mu took a closer look at Ruan Bai, who looked cute and sweet, and suddenly felt that she was much more pleasing to the eye than Lin Ning.
Talking to Ruan Bai again, his tone was much kinder: "I didn't expect you girl to be really smart. Let me ask you again, what are the schools of Western oil painting and who are the representative figures? What are the masterpieces of those masters?
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Ruan Bai not only gave accurate answers, but also told interesting legends and stories about several masters in the middle.
His natural eloquence and Ruan Bai's humorous conversation and behavior made Mr. Mu laugh heartily.
In the huge restaurant, his enthusiastic cheers could be heard from time to time.
Lin Ning and Zhang Yali's faces were almost green. Why didn't things develop in the direction they expected?
This dinner successfully changed Mr. Mu's impression of Ruan Bai, and his good impression of Lin Ning was no longer the same as before.
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When Lin Ning returned to Lin's house, it was already very late.
Zhou Qing was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding a book "Introduction to World History and Art" and reading it carefully.
Her shadow was drawn very long by the light, and there was an indescribable charm and beauty about the tranquility of time.
At that moment, Lin Ning's face was instantly distorted and filled with jealousy.
Zhou Qing and Ruan Bai were indeed mother and daughter, and they were both so obsessed with art. This made Lin Ning's irritability, which had just calmed down, suddenly spike again.
She closed her eyes and took a few deep breaths.
Immediately, she walked towards Zhou Qing with a pitiful expression, as if she had been greatly wronged.
When Zhou Qing saw Lin Ning coming back, she put down the book in her hand and said lovingly: "Has Ning Ning had dinner? Do you want mom to make you some midnight snacks?"
"No need, Mom, I ate at Mu's house..." Lin Ning shook her head and sat down on the sofa in despair.
Her bloodless little mouth was pursed tightly, and her brows were slightly frowned.
Zhou Qing has raised Lin Ning for so many years, and naturally knows that her daughter must be in a bad mood when she looks like this.
Recalling that her daughter had just returned from the Mu family, Zhou Qing's expression turned cold: "Ning Ning, tell your mother the truth, have you been wronged at the Mu family?"
