Chapter 151 Encounter
  Wen Ning and Zi Cheng came from behind, and the old man suddenly felt uncomfortable when he met Wen Ning's cold eyes, "Ahem... you are together, right? That's perfect, if you sign up to learn painting together, I can give you another discount..."

  The old man explained again with great interest, until Fang Qing and the other two showed no interest, the old man slowly took back the flyer, "It's okay, you think about it again, if you have made up your mind, you must come to me."

  As he spoke, the old man took out a handwritten card from his pocket and stuffed it into Fang Qing's hand, "Girl, come to me when you have made up your mind, I will keep the discount spot for you."

  Without waiting for the three to react, the old man ran away with the flyer on his back.

  "Hey, this old man is really interesting."

  Fang Qing looked at the business card drawn in blue oil pen in her hand and read it softly. "Master Gong..."

  Zicheng behind her couldn't help but chuckle. "How can someone call themselves a master... Is he a liar?"

  Wen Ning also found it amusing. He walked over to look at Fang Qing's nearly finished painting and patted her to bring her back to her senses. "Don't be distracted. The old housekeeper's car will be here soon. Hurry and pack your things."

  The three of them stayed in the park for another half hour before hurried back to the villa.

  A few days later, Lu Can, a classmate from the school club, unexpectedly called.

  "Fang Qing, are you still in the capital?"

  Fang Qing was still a little dazed from her nap. She closed her eyes and answered the phone. "I'm here. What's up?"

  "That's great. I'm back at school. I just heard that a painting association is holding an exhibition soon, and many celebrities are going! I was wondering if you wanted to come along. I heard there's no admission fee..."

  Fang Qing had never heard of a painting association before. After learning more about it, she realized it was a non-governmental organization, a spontaneous organization of ordinary people who were interested in painting.

  But the people there often use their connections to organize art exhibitions for members to exchange and learn, and to increase their visibility.

  But when Fang Qing thought about the fact that he was just a college student, not a professional painter, and didn't have any outstanding works, he smiled and politely declined.

  But Lu Can on the other end of the phone was determined to go. "I heard that this art exhibition will be held in Green Vine Park next Wednesday. If you are interested, you can come and see it. Just think of it as an exchange and learning experience!"

  After hanging up the phone, Fang Qing no longer felt sleepy. He got up, washed his face, and prepared to go out for a walk later, but his mind kept thinking about what Lu Can said.

  Wen Ning knocked on her door, carrying a plate of watermelon. Seeing she was awake, he handed it to her. "What are you thinking about? I called out to you for ages, but you didn't respond."

  Fang Qing, who couldn't keep secrets to herself, immediately told Wen Ning about it. "You said I'm not a professional painter, so participating in this kind of event wouldn't be helpful."

  Although Wen Ning hadn't heard of the association, seeing that she'd been cooped up at home with little to do, he advised, "You don't have much to do anyway, so why not go out for a walk? Look at other people's work—maybe it'll inspire you."

  With Wen Ning's encouragement, Fang Qing no longer hesitated. On Wednesday, she packed up and headed to Lutan Park alone.

  It was summer vacation, and the park was bustling with young people. After asking around, Fang Qing finally found the exhibition hall in a quiet spot.

  Walking through a corridor, she spotted a banner outside the hall, with the stylish inscriptions: "Yun Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition." A young man at the door greeted them warmly and guided them into the hall.

  The exhibition hall was elegantly decorated, and a cool breeze drifted in from nowhere, instantly dispelling the summer heat. Fang Qing followed the crowd, slowly admiring the works on the wall. Although most viewers didn't quite grasp the meaning of the works, they could still roughly distinguish the quality of the works based on their overall aesthetic.

  Although Fang Qing wasn't a painting major, due to their design majors, they also had to take painting classes. The elective teacher had required them to privately observe a large number of famous paintings from both China and abroad and comment on their characteristics.

  As Fang Qing stood admiring a landscape painting, someone suddenly tapped her shoulder. "Hey! Fang Qing, I knew you'd come back. How's the exhibition? It's pretty good, isn't it? How long have you been here? What have you seen?"

  Meeting Lu Can, Fang Qing finally felt less lonely. "Just got here a while ago. Have you seen everything?"

  Lu Can had dressed up for the exhibition, and her usual plain appearance was now strikingly beautiful.

  "We've already seen most of it. This place is so huge. I was so tired after walking around for half a day that my feet ached. Then the staff took me to rest and get some water. Are you thirsty? I'll take you there."

  Fang Qing quickly shook her head. "No, no, I haven't seen much yet.

  " Lu Can grinned. "That's easy. I'll take you. There are some amazing paintings over there. I hear someone's already trying to buy them!"

  Lu Can dragged Fang Qing along, chattering through the works until they came to a magnificent masterpiece. He covered his mouth and whispered in Fang Qing's ear.

  "Look, that's it! It's said to be the work of a famous artist. It's for the association's promotion. I didn't expect it to be bought just now!"

  Fang Qing looked up and saw a landscape painting over two meters high. The design was ingenious and the brushwork was exquisite, but she felt like she had seen the brushwork somewhere before. Although she didn't know how to evaluate it, the painting gave her a sense of grandeur, and the artist must have been a person with a broad mind.

  Meanwhile, Lu Can was still sharing the gossip she had heard. "I just heard this painting sold for two million! I'm so envious! When I can also make it to that level, I'll be content..."

  Fang Qing smiled and said nothing. He was about to move on to the next piece of work when his peripheral vision suddenly caught sight of a seal on the corner of the painting. He froze for a moment before returning to examine it more closely. "Qiu Yulin? The artist of this painting is Qiu Yulin?"

  Seeing the strange look on her face, Lu Can thought Fang Qing knew him, and suddenly became a little excited, "What? You know him? My God, you actually know such an important person, why didn't you tell me..."

  Fang Qing waved her hands quickly, "How is that possible, I just heard of him before."

  Seeing this, Lu Can was a little disappointed, and sighed with his shoulders slung, "That's right, if you could know such a celebrity, why would you come to join our small club..."

  The two continued to visit until Lu Can yelled that he could not walk anymore, and then they went to the rest area together.

  But when Fang Qing looked up, she saw a private room not far away opened, and a tall and majestic man walked out surrounded by a crowd. Fang Qing saw that the other person's face was very familiar, and it was not until the man glanced at her that Fang Qing woke up from her dream.

  "Qiu Yulin."

  (End of this chapter)