Chapter 293
Almighty Your Persona Has Collapsed
293 Heâs the only one in the entire city!
President Yanâs disciple was not to be underestimated, not to mention in T city, even in the capital.
President Yan â was the best sign. Not to mention the future, just now, â President Yanâs disciple â was enough to suppress Yu Yong!
Master Jiangâs head was a little dizzy as he looked at Yan langfengâs outstretched hand, feeling a little unreal.
He also shakily reached out his hand and said in a wavering voice, ââHello, Iâm Meng Fuâs grandfather ...â
**
The Jiang family.
After old master Jiang left, Yu zhenling returned. Seeing that old master Jiang was not at home, she entertained Yang Hua.
these are all Xun ranâs things. Yu zhenling showed yang Hua around Jiang yiranâs room, then brought her to his art studio. all the paintings here were drawn by Xun ran.
Yu zhenling pointed at the paintings hanging around them and spoke indifferently.
Yang Hua took a look.
She didnât know much about paintings, but she had seen many of them. This one wasnât even as good as master Meng Fuâs.
Yang Hua took a look and retracted her gaze to look at the trophies and certificates around her.
Seeing yang Hua like this, Yu zhenling didnât explain to her that these paintings had all been in the art exhibition before.
There was no need for that.
these are her top three students since she was a child. These are the competition awards she has won. She just won the third place in the province in mathematics last time. seeing yang Hua looking at the certificate wall, Yu zhenling continued, her tone unable to hide her pride. these are the first and second prizes she won for her painting. This is her fifth-level piano certificate ...
Yu zhenling told yang Hua this because she wanted to let her know how outstanding Jiang yiran was.
Jiang Yiran had been trained by her and the Yu family to be outstanding enough.
With that, she turned to Yang Hua, but Yang Hua just nodded. There was no pride or excitement on her face, not even a little surprise.
What kind of reaction was that?
Yu zhenling didnât want to say anything more. She heard the noise downstairs and went downstairs with Yang Hua. Xinchen and Xun ran are back.
Yang Hua paused when she heard this.
Downstairs, it was indeed Jiang Quan who had picked up Jiang yiran and Jiang Xinyi.
âAunty yang.â Jiang xinchen glanced at yang Hua, who was dressed differently from what he had imagined. She didnât face the dirt as much, and her clothes were clean and tidy.
Jiang Xinchen put down his book and greeted him politely.
Jiang Quan had seen yang Hua before, so he greeted her before turning to Jiang yiran, â yiran, greet her.
Yang Hua raised her head and looked at Jiang yiran.
Jiang yiran wasnât wearing her school uniform today. She was wearing a plaid sweater on the inside and a custom-made coat on the outside. Her straight hair was let down behind her head, and there was a crystal hairpin on each side.
From his hair to his feet, every part of him looked noble.
Yang Hua, who was standing in front of her, was like a person from a different world.
Jiang yiran pursed his lips. aunty yang.
This was the first time the two of them had met, and they were very distant.
Jiang Quan gave them some space. Iâm going to see Fu âerâs cousin.
Yu zhenling couldnât help but pinch her palms. She sat on the sofa and smiled at yang Hua.âLast week, Xun ran just received the notice of the youth tournament semi-finals of the art Association.â
Yang Hua had never learned painting, and Meng Fu didnât like it before, so she naturally didnât know. She just subconsciously asked, ââThe youth tournament of the art Association?â
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Jiang Yiran pursed his lips even more tightly and didnât say anything else.
Yu zhenling, on the other hand, picked up a cup of tea and took a sip. She concealed the ridicule in her eyes and explained with a smile, â itâs a National Youth competition organized by the art Association. Those who perform well in it will be chosen by the teachers of the Beijing Association.
Yang Hua had always been in the village of ten thousand people and had almost never come out. She had never heard of the youth Competition of the art Association.
However, she could tell from Yu zhenlingâs tone that Yang Hua was a little uncomfortable.
Yu zhenling looked at Jiang Yiranâs expression. He didnât seem to like Yang Hua very much. Her goal had been achieved.
Yu zhenling didnât say anything. She put down her teacup and looked at Jiang Xinchen. Xinchen, Iâm bringing your sister to the art Association for a lesson. The president of the art Association is here today. This lesson only happens once in a few years. Iâve already told your grandfather. When your father comes down later, you can tell him.
No one knew what Jiang xinchen was thinking. When he heard this, he only looked up. but aunt yang ...
this is President Yanâs class. Your uncle has reminded me many times. Yu zhenling took her bag and left with Jiang yiran.
Jiang Yiran took her school bag and glanced at Jiang Xinyu, biting her lip. âLittle brother, Iâll explain the questions to you next time.â
Before she saw yang Hua, Jiang yiran still had a trace of hope, but when she saw yang Hua, she was only filled with disgust and impatience.
As for the cousin she had never met upstairs, Jiang Yiran didnât even want to look at her.
**
Upstairs.
Meng Xun was doing the practice questions that Meng Fu had given her. When Jiang Quan came in, she stood up and greeted him, neither obsequiously nor haughtily. uncle Jiang.
These two people had met two years ago. At that time, Yang Hua didnât want to see them, and Meng Xun had been busy.
She was a girl in her first year of high school who did things in an orderly manner. She was not afraid of the Jiang family at all.
Jiang Quan admired her very much. Thinking of Meng Fu, his voice became gentler. continue to do your questions. Iâll ask the servant to call you down when itâs time to eat.
He had seen Meng Xun, but he didnât see Yu zhenling when he went downstairs.
...
Jiang Quan frowned.
Hearing Jiang xinchenâs explanation, Jiang Quan was displeased, but he didnât show it since yang Hua was there. He only took yang Hua out for a walk in the Jiang familyâs garden with Jiang xinchen and waited for old master Jiang to return.
It was already late, but because of the guests, the lights in the garden were as bright as day.
The Jiang familyâs garden was taken care of by a gardener, and there were many famous flowers in it.
Jiang Yuan didnât want Yang Hua to be so restrained, but he didnât expect her to start off with restraint and Jiang Quan to lower his attitude, which made their conversation much smoother. youâve taken good care of the spring sword orchid.
The gardener was trimming the garden. When he heard yang Huaâs words, he was surprised and then pleasantly surprised. Mrs. Yang, you also recognize these flowers? â
In the entire Jiang family, except for old master Jiang, who loved orchids, no one knew that the orchids he took care of were bought by old master Jiang for hundreds of thousands of Yuan.
The gardener knew that he had met an expert, so he talked to yang Hua about the things to pay attention to when growing spring gladioli.
As the two of them chatted, Jiang Quan and Jiang Xinyu looked at each other and couldnât interrupt.
Jiang Quan was also surprised. He knew about yang Huaâs background, but how did she know about the spring sword orchid?
Jiang Quan didnât think too much about it. He heard a car honking outside.
...
Grandpa must be back, âJiang Xinyu finally cheered up. He walked towards the gate and said,ââIâll open the door.â