She died tragically from late-stage cancer, but was reborn and pampered by a military officer!

Jiang Moche turned around and saw Luo Yusheng walking towards him in the sunlight.

"I didn't expect you to be here at an art exhibition." They walked into the exhibition hall side by side. "Is there a painting you like?"

Jiang Moche simply replied, "I just came to take a look."

"Wow, Sisi, the birds in your drawing look so real, so lifelike."

"Yes, look at that dragonfly in the corner. It's only the size of a fingernail. If you look closely, you can see the patterns on its wings."

"Wow, that's amazing!"

"Sisi, I think given time, you will definitely become a nationally renowned painter. Don't forget us old classmates when that happens."

Song Qianqian said coquettishly, "You guys are teasing me again. Even if I forget everyone else, I will never forget you."

As they were talking, an elderly man dressed in a beige Zhongshan suit stopped in front of the painting: "You can see the feathers of the sparrow and the veins of the leaves. At first glance, it seems too realistic and uninteresting, but upon closer inspection, you can see its exquisite beauty."

He immediately praised, "Your skills are quite good."

The person in charge of the art exhibition, who was following behind him, introduced him to Song Qianqian: "This is Mr. Qin. He became famous at a young age and is a very well-known figure in the art world."

The crowd immediately looked at Elder Qin with respect, and several people even stood up straight.

Old Qin humbly replied, "What do you mean by 'famous'? Look at these children's paintings, it's truly a case of the younger generation surpassing the older. It's time for this old fellow to retire."

Song Qianqian's eyes lit up with excitement, and her breathing became rapid.

What an honor it is that Mr. Qin praised her painting!

"You are not old. I love your paintings and consider you my idol. But you are a very low-key person and rarely appear in public. I am very happy to see you in person today."

She smiled slightly: "I really like your painting 'Spring,' which inspired this painting. It's just that I don't have your free and unrestrained painting skills, so I can't paint landscapes. I can only paint a spring scene."

"If possible, I would like to ask Mr. Qin for his guidance on my feng shui paintings."

Old Qin was surprised and looked at the painting again. Upon closer inspection, it did indeed resemble a corner of his painting.

He also caught Song Qianqian's subtle request to become her disciple, and laughed heartily: "I'm getting old, it's just the right time to take on a last disciple."

"You have a very solid foundation and are also very talented. Would you like to become my disciple?"

Song Qianqian was overjoyed and quickly agreed.

Everyone was envious: "With Master Qin as her mentor, her future path will be smooth."

"It's not just flat; after becoming Master Qin's apprentice, the price of my works immediately doubled. That's great; I also want to become Master Qin's apprentice."

"With your drawing skills, maybe in your next life."

The exhibition organizer quickly had someone add the title "Qin Lao's apprentice" to the description of Song Qianqian's paintings.

After that, everyone who comes to the art exhibition will know that she is Qin Lao's apprentice, and within a few days, she will become famous in the circle.

While everyone was surrounding Old Qin and Song Qianqian, Luo Yusheng and Jiang Moche had already made their rounds.

She stood in front of a landscape painting depicting a sunrise and said to the staff, "I want this painting."

Luo Zhengdong would surely like such a vibrant painting.

Jiang Lili walked up to her and said sarcastically, "Luo Yusheng, you don't know anything, yet you dare to buy paintings?"

"Do you need to get certified to buy paintings? Have you gotten certified? You're standing right here."

Luo Yusheng smiled at the staff member, signaling her to continue packing.

She glanced down at Jiang Lili and said, "My taste and aesthetic sense are better than yours, you don't need to worry about it."

"Who wants to bother with you? You're so arrogant."

Luo Yusheng raised an eyebrow: "So you were mocking me just now?"

She took out her phone and started recording: "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll give you a major demerit."

Jiang Lili was furious when she saw that she was being threatened with a major demerit again.

"Luo Yusheng, even if you threaten me, you can't change the fact that you have terrible taste! This is obviously garbage, and only you would like this kind of painting!"

Old Qin walked over, looking displeased: "Who said my paintings are trash?"

Jiang Lili suddenly looked at the painting; there was Qin Lao's seal in the lower right corner.

It really is Qin Lao's work.

She broke out in a cold sweat and, at Song Qianqian's prompting, quickly apologized: "I misjudged it, this painting is very good."

Old Qin snorted coldly; "Don't be so scheming at such a young age."

Jiang Moche greeted Teacher Qin, saying, "It's unexpected to meet you here."

"I already knew your school was having a free exhibition, so running into you isn't surprising."

The two chatted familiarly, and Old Qin introduced him to his newly accepted disciple: "Song Qianqian, I don't know if you know her, she's my last disciple."

Song Qianqian smiled and continued, "Jiang is a popular figure at school, and we have some interactions."

Her gaze fell on Luo Yusheng beside her, her eyes filled with provocation.

"Sheng Sheng, I overheard your conversation with Lili just now. You want to buy Master's painting?"

She pointed to her painting: "Mine is also good. If you want to buy a painting, you can buy mine."

One student asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you don't sell your paintings?"

After becoming an apprentice, Song Qianqian told the person in charge that the paintings should not be sold. The longer they were displayed in the exhibition, the more people would know that she was Qin Lao's last disciple.

But upon seeing Luo Yusheng, she changed her mind, saying cryptically, "Shengsheng and I have been friends for so many years. If she likes it, I can only go along with it."

A classmate chimed in, "I really envy Luo Yusheng. He was able to buy Xixi's paintings before she became so famous."

"Sisi, you're just too kind. You treat her like a friend, but she doesn't treat you like a friend."

With just a few words, a few people lifted Luo Yusheng up.

Song Qianqian's words implied that she could buy the painting because it was a gift from Song Qianqian.

If you don't buy it, it's disrespectful and will only worsen your reputation.

Luo Yusheng doesn't actually care about her reputation; she just doesn't want to choose between the two and be led by Song Qianqian, as that would disgust her.

She sneered, "You think your paintings are better than Old Qin's?"

Since we're going to set the tone, let's see who comes out on top.

Song Qianqian's face turned extremely ugly in an instant, and she quickly denied it: "That's not true."

Luo Yusheng deliberately misinterpreted the situation: "When I was buying Qin Lao's painting, you recommended your own painting. Wasn't that stealing Qin Lao's business?"

Her questioning made Song Qianqian panic, and she panicked even more when she saw that Old Qin's gaze was somewhat probing.

He could only stammer, "I didn't mean for you to give up on Old Qin. You can buy it if you like!"

Luo Yusheng glanced at Song Qianqian's work: "I have no interest in works without soul; I only like the vibrant life in Qin Lao's writing."

The words "soulless" hit Song Qianqian like a slap in the face.

She was furious. How dare Luo Yusheng say that her work had no soul!

She clearly doesn't understand anything!