heir's lover

Chapter 108 I am!

All of Han Xia's calm was completely wiped out at the moment when the man said that Zhang Lao said that he wanted to see Xia Qianqi, and he screamed out of control, "Did you make a mistake? Zhang Lao really said who he wanted to meet Is it her?" The reason why she participated in this competition, and even took the risk of stealing Xia Qianqi's painting parameters was for Zhang Lao, in order to be able to become the opponent's closed disciple.

However, now Mr. Zhang actually said that he wanted to see that girl.

The man turned around at this moment, glanced at her and said, "Please also invite this classmate to come with you."

Han Xia was overjoyed at first, but was quickly replaced by uneasiness when thinking about what happened just now.

"Is Mr. Zhang..." He stopped abruptly in the middle of speaking.

She wanted to ask Mr. Zhang if he met them because he knew about the painting, but once she asked, wouldn't it be a disguised admission that she really stole Xia Qianqi's painting?
No, she absolutely cannot admit it.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smiled and looked at the other party and said, "Please take us there!"

Xia Qianqi and Han Xia were taken to a separate lounge.

There was an old man in Tang suit standing in front of him, with white hair, hale and hearty, but a pair of cloudy eyes shone with wisdom.

"Mr. Zhang, I have heard of your name for a long time, and I finally have the opportunity to meet you today." Han Xia couldn't wait to speak as soon as he saw the other party.

The voice was tense but with a hint of compliment and flattery.

The old man glanced slightly over Xia Qianqi and Han Xia, then landed on Han Xia and said, "Are you the No.1 Han Xia in this competition?"

When Han Xia heard the old man read his name, a trace of excitement flashed across his face, "I am!"

"What's your name?" The old man's gaze then shifted to Xia Qianqi.

"Xia Qianqi!" Xia Qianqi was also very nervous, after all, standing in front of her was a figure who was considered a master in the painting world.He held his breath involuntarily while speaking.

"I just heard you say that this No.1 painting was drawn by you?" the old man said again.

"Yes!" Xia Qianqi glanced at Han Xia, then nodded firmly.

At this point, it was impossible to hide it any longer.

There is no need to hide any more.

"Mr. Zhang, that painting is clearly..." Han Xia subconsciously wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Mr. Zhang raising his hand, and the other party looked at Xia Qianqi and said, "Did you participate in this competition? "

Xia Qianqi pursed her lips: "I have signed up, but something happened on the day of the competition, so I didn't have time to send the painting over. When I finished my work and returned to the studio, I found the painting I was planning to use for the competition. Gone." Having said that, she glanced at Han Xia.

She did not directly say that her painting had been stolen, only that it was missing.

It can be regarded as saving Han Xia's last bit of face for Imperial College.

Hearing this, Han Xia gave her a hard look, and said anxiously, "Mr. Zhang, don't listen to her nonsense, that painting is obviously drawn by me."

The old man looked at Xia Qianqi and said, "Do you have anything else to say?"

Xia Qianqi met the eyes of the old man. After the initial nervousness, the meeting had gradually calmed down. She glanced at Han Xia and said slowly, "I have a different painting style from hers. I want to prove that the painting is really Whoever painted it is actually not difficult at all. As long as I draw another picture with her, I believe Mr. Zhang should be able to judge."

The old man nodded and said: "You are right. You must have heard that I plan to accept a closed disciple from this batch of participating students. I wonder if you two are interested?"

(End of this chapter)