Zhao Wanqin looked up at Ye Linlang, and then slowly moved her gaze to Shangguan Luo.
She pointed to the new watercolor painting and shook her head at the handsome mixed-race young man.
"I'm sorry, I'm going to use this painting to participate in the International Cloud Theme Art Exhibition in a few days. If you are interested, you can participate in the auction in a few days."
Shangguan Luo nodded in understanding.
"Okay, I understand. Then, this elegant lady, can we exchange contact information?"
Ye Linlang only now realized how sweet-mouthed the people of Dongchen Country were.
Especially when Shangguan Luo looked at Old Mrs. Zhao with such a smile, the contrast with the title of "elegant lady" was particularly sharp.
And Grandma Zhao was indeed very happy.
"Okay, okay, you are really good at talking, young man."
"No, you are indeed very elegant."
Shangguan Luo smiled and nodded, and his elegant appearance almost made old lady Zhao Wanqin burst into laughter.
After just a few words from the other party, Zhao Wanqin was immediately coaxed into submission.
She left her phone number on the phone the other party handed to her.
After Shangguan Luo got the contact number of Grandma Zhao Wanqin, he calmly bowed slightly to Ye Linlang and Zhao Wanqin.
"Thank you then, see you next time if we are lucky enough."
…
Ye Linlang looked at Shangguan Luo's gracefully departing back, with a hint of doubt in her expression.
"Grandma Zhao, why do I feel that the surname Shangguan is also rare in China?"
Zhao Wanqin smiled calmly.
"It's a double surname, so it's not surprising that it's rare. If you look it up, you should be able to find out what his family does."
When Zhao Wanqin said this, she seemed to have just woken up from a dream and looked at Ye Linlang with interest.
"Why, are you interested in that guy just now? People say that the best way to forget the last relationship is to start the next one. Why, are you interested in giving it a try with him?"
When Ye Linlang heard Mrs. Zhao's joke, she was speechless.
She shook her head and lowered her head to pack up the painting box that she had just sorted halfway.
"I don't mean that. Haven't you heard the saying 'Once you've seen the sea, all other waters are but puddles; once you've seen Mount Wushan, all other clouds are but mist'? Once the right person appears, it is unforgettable. I think it will be difficult for me to start a new relationship."
When Mrs. Zhao heard Ye Linlang's arrogant tone, she immediately looked unhappy.
She reached out and poked Ye Linlang's temple.
"What do you know about 'once you have seen the sea, you will never be satisfied with the water', you are just a little girl. You have seen too little of the world. Why are you pretending to be profound at such a young age? Don't give up the whole forest for a crooked tree!"
As soon as Ye Linlang heard the metaphor from Old Lady Zhao, she burst into tears!
Oh my God, this was definitely the first time in her life that she heard someone compare Jiang Qiran to a crooked tree!
If Jiang Qiran is a crooked tree, then there must be many infatuated men and women who want to hang themselves on this crooked tree.
…
When Mrs. Zhao saw that Ye Linlang was still smiling, she became even more dissatisfied.
"What are you laughing at? I am serious. I see that the young man just stared at you for so long. He is interested in you."
Ye Linlang got goosebumps when she heard this. She shrugged and pointed at Old Lady Zhao's hand which had just pressed the contact number with amusement.
"You're just imagining too much. The guy named Shangguan Luo just now was clearly interested in buying paintings. If you want to say something interesting, he just asked for your contact information."
"… "
Old Mrs. Zhao was speechless after being blocked by Ye Linlang.
She patted Ye Linlang on the shoulder and finally thought of something to comfort Ye Linlang.
"Well, if you don't like that foreign guy just now, you still have your grandma Zhao to protect you. I know a lot of handsome guys!"
As if to prove that she was not lying, Mrs. Zhao immediately gave an example.
"For example, my good-for-nothing grandson, although he is not good at studying and does not work properly, he has a good appearance. There must be too many girls who like him!"
At the end of the speech, old lady Zhao Wanqin became proud.
Ye Linlang only felt that she had more and more goose bumps on her body.
"Alright, alright, grandma, please stop worrying about me. I'm here to study, not to fall in love."
Grandma Zhao thought about it and agreed. She had originally wanted to match Ye Linlang with her grandson, but when she thought about the fact that they were in a foreign country, she gave up the idea.
But Ye Linlang suddenly remembered another thing.
"Grandma Zhao, didn't you say that you are a visiting professor at T University in Dongchen Country, and that you are invited by T University to open a painting training class in Dongchen Country every year?"
"There are no age or education restrictions, right? Then can I sign up?"
With no relatives in Dongchen Country, Ye Linlang really didn’t know what else she could do except study harder.
It’s better to develop more hobbies.
"Sure, come on! Your tuition fee can be waived!"
Ye Linlang burst out laughing.
"That's so embarrassing. You can't lack what you deserve."
Old lady Zhao Wanqin patted Ye Linlang on the shoulder.
"It's okay. You call me grandma, and I don't need this little money."
"If you come, I will tell them that you are my assistant. You can help me organize things and I can give you some salary subsidy."
"The capital of Dongchen is not peaceful right now. If you are a girl and want to work illegally outside, you might as well be my assistant. It's easy and you can earn more money."
Ye Linlang was startled when she heard this.
My eyes suddenly became red for some reason.
She didn't expect that Grandma Zhao Wanqin would actually think about helping her make money.
Last time on the plane, Ye Linlang casually mentioned that she wanted to do a temporary job in Dongchen Country during her spare time.
Unexpectedly, Grandma Zhao actually kept these words in mind.
…
Seeing Ye Linlang's grateful expression, Grandma Zhao reached out and stroked her head.
"It's okay. Why are you crying? Everyone has difficulties. Being alone in a foreign country is difficult. I don't have a granddaughter. I like you, a little girl. It won't hurt to help you."
"Well...thank you, thank you so much..."
Ye Linlang's hands were shaking slightly, her eyes were sore and she almost burst into tears.
I don’t know whether to be touched or aggrieved.
Because this kindness came from a stranger who I had only known for a few days, which was too ruthless in comparison to my own family.
Perhaps, in some mysterious way, God couldn't bear to see her suffer so much.
…
A few days later, Zhao Wanqin participated in an art exhibition with the painting she drew for Ye Linlang, and gave it a beautiful name, "The Girl Beyond the Clouds", which was very romantic.
What surprised Zhao Wanqin was that the mixed-race young man named Shangguan Luo actually participated in the auction!
[Oh my god, Jiujiu will update the story tomorrow, 6000 words... God bless me so that I can do it...]
(End of this chapter)