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When the car stopped right outside of Old Master Cheng's house, Huo Niannian was still a little nervous.

But fortunately, Mu Li was here.

"Hey old man, you haven't heard from anyone lately, what are you doing?"

As soon as he entered, Mu Li started to clamor. Since Mu Li could be considered to be the old gramps' last disciple, he was very familiar with the old gramps' home.

In addition to his personality, he didn't treat the old tutor as a teacher at all.

"Why should I report this to you?" "Well, I heard you were going to Italy for a design exhibition. How was it?"

The old man was in the living room, reading a newspaper. A pair of reading glasses hung on his nose. From afar, he looked like an old artist with both good and bad skills.

"Hey, what else can I do? I won a silver medal."

Mu Li and the old man chatted according to the Italian exhibition. Huo Niannian didn't really understand much about these things, so she quietly found a place to sit down.

He was afraid that the old tutor would object to him.

After the two of them finished chatting, the Old Master Cheng's gaze fell on Huo Niannian. Actually, the old tutor had been wandering in the underworld for so many years, his judgement of others was quite accurate. Huo Niannian did not look like the kind of person who would cheat people, but since she was holding onto the jade pendant, wasn't she trying to feign that she was doing it?

"Old man, let's not talk about anything else. I'm here to help you count your works. Don't you want an exhibition? Leave it to me, I'll definitely satisfy you! "

"You sure have a big mouth!"

Mu Li laughed and pointed at Huo Niannian, saying, "Old man, let her go to your collection to have a look, in a while, get a few people to move the things here, it's the same rules as before, if there are any works that need to be displayed, I'll keep them for you to keep."

"Yes."

When Mu Li mentioned him, Huo Niannian's heart was a little nervous. He didn't know why his hands were covered with sweat.

Only, Old Master Cheng did not object, so she heaved a sigh of relief.

After a while, Old Master Cheng brought out a list and gave it to Huo Niannian, "The things are in that room, go and count them, Mu Li and I still have things to talk about."

Old Master Cheng's tone of voice was cold, causing Huo Niannian to be unable to help but feel a little sad.

"Alright."

"Yes," she agreed, and pushed open the door.

Just as she entered, Huo Niannian was immediately stunned by the scene in front of him!

The walls were covered with large and small collections of art. Although she had never learned any of the orthodox arts, she still had the basic ability to differentiate between the different styles and colors. It can be seen that they were created at different times. I didn't expect the old man to insist on drawing for so long …

Huo Niannian suddenly felt that the Old Master Cheng was her role model.

Taking the list the old man had given her, she did not immediately start working. Instead, she stood in front of the wall and carefully savored each and every painting. She seemed to be able to see through the paintings to see what the old man looked like when he created them.

He hunched his back as he carefully drew on the map …

As he thought about it, tears began to form in his eyes.

What kind of old man could have such achievements? Huo Niannian adjusted his own thoughts, and just as she was about to check them one by one, she was suddenly stunned.

There was a familiar figure inside the painting in front of him!

How could this be?!

"Grandmother …"

Huo Niannian saw her grandmother's death in Old Master Cheng's painting and was so shocked that the pen in her hand dropped.