Ye Xingbei "Oh, OK, have a meal"

Ye Xingbei was afraid that Wen Qiuci would know this good news, so he was so excited that he couldn't eat. When Wen Qiuci was full, Ye Xingbei said to him, "Qiuci, your uncle Gu helped you contact the master of Chinese painting Mr. Qu, and wanted Mr. Qu to accept you as a disciple. You can prepare for the next two days. We will visit Mr. Qu on the weekend."

Wen Qiuci was stunned.

After a while, he pinched himself, and he shivered in pain. Then he looked at Ye Xingbei in shock and asked, "Is it Mr. Qu, a master of Chinese painting?"

"Yes," Ye Xingbei nodded and chuckled, "You know Mr. Qu, too."

"Know" Wen Qiuci nodded vigorously. "My dad likes Mr. Qu's paintings the most, but we can't afford them. My dad can only explain to me the paintings of Mr. Qu on the computer. My dad admires Mr. Qu the most. He said that Mr. Qu is the Beidou in the Chinese painting world and is the most powerful master."

"What a coincidence," Ye Xingbei asked him, "Do you want to be Mr. Qu's disciple?"

Wen Qiuci nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.

Since he came to the Gu family, he has been very quiet, as quiet as the shadow of a sapling.

He followed him wherever he went. No one talked to him, and he could not speak all day.

He said less every day than Ling Yue.

Ling Yue doesn’t like to talk, but Xiao Shuerer likes to talk to Ling Yue.

As long as Xiao Shuerer talks to Ling Yue, Ling Yue will respond patiently to Xiao Shuerer.

Wen Qiuci was not familiar with them, and the children would not talk to him specifically, but occasionally they would ask him something about him.

And his answer is as simple as possible, and the four words "silence is gold" are implemented very thoroughly.

Not only does he not like to talk, he also has few expressions on his face, and he always looks quiet.

Since he came to the Gu family, this is the first time Ye Xingbei has seen him look so emotionally. His dark eyes shine and his excited face turns red.

Ye Xingbei is very satisfied.

This is what a child should look like

Seeing Qiuci was so excited, Xiao Shuerer asked curiously, "Mom, who is Mr. Qu?"

"Mr. Qu is a national treasure-level Chinese painting master." Huo Zhongqi answered first while handing his phone in front of the little tree seedling.

The screen of the mobile phone shows Mr. Qu's personal resume, date of birth, where have you studied, what honors have you won, as well as the awards and personal resumes that you have won, which are gorgeous.

"Wow, he is so awesome." After reading Mr. Qu's resume, Xiao Shumiao sighed in admiration.

Qin Junye said, "Our grandfather is also awesome. Our grandfather is a sharpshooter. He still has many soldiers under his command, but he doesn't have them."

"Yes, our grandfather is even better than him." Xiao Shumiaoer nodded vigorously, agreeing deeply.

Ye Xingbei ""

The two old men are not in the same field, so there is nothing better to compare

Wen Qiuci opened his mouth and wanted to say that Mr. Qu is the most powerful.

The most he had done since elementary school was painting, and it was Chinese painting.

In his mind, the most powerful one is of course the national treasure-level master Mr. Qu.

However, when the words came to his mouth, he swallowed them again.

He didn't want to quarrel with Xiao Shuerer and the others.

Moreover, Xiao Shuer's grandfather is indeed very powerful.
Chapter completed!