Chapter 99
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Berg was waiting for this moment before he came from O.
For this reason, he also went to a Chinese teacher at the Royal Academy of Arts in Suzhou to learn about the etiquette of teacher worship in China.
It's said that the etiquette of teacher worship in China is not as grand as it was in ancient times, but Berg still decided to abide by the most rigorous three kowtows and nine bows.
But his Chinese is not very good, he can only speak English.
I don't know if master Ying understood, but Berg was very worried.
The headmaster who followed: "who is
Is he deaf or blind?
It must be the wrong way he followed.
Ying Luwei, who had witnessed the scene completely, had a stiff smile.
Too far away, she didn't hear what Berg said.
But you can be sure that Berg didn't come to trouble Ying Zijin. Instead, he asked for Ying Zijin.
But how is that possible?
Who is Berger?
The top man in the field of oil painting is more famous than Sheng Qingtang in the world.
Ying Luwei is in a state of turmoil and panic.
She doesn't study painting, she studies piano.
Under her deliberate momentum, her popularity in China is not low.
But in this way, she is not qualified to contact the world's top pianists.
It's not something that a rich family can do with money.
"Nothing." Ying Lu Wei hastily takes back the line of sight, the foot speed accelerated, "sister-in-law, let's go to the infirmary first."
Zhong Manhua was in great pain, so he didn't ask much after hearing the speech.
It was because she had anticipated the possible consequences of cheating. In order to prevent her from myocardial infarction, she did not look back.
**
in front of the teaching building, the principal is still in shock.
Fortunately, the bell has been ringing, even if the students are curious, they must go back to the classroom.
Ying Zijin stepped back a little, but he didn't have any waves: "Mr. Berg, please get up first."
"Don't get up, don't get up." Berg did not move and repeated, "master Ying, I saw your painting of the guests in the church. Please accept me as an apprentice."
The principal who broke into pieces but had to believe in it
This master of oil painting is not to recruit Ying to the Royal Academy of art, but to learn from him?!
"Mr. Berg, I don't accept apprentices." Ying Zijin pressed to press a head, very polite, "I still want to study."
The younger brother who secretly followed me to watch the excitement
It's their birthday. Their father Ying cheated a fool again.
"No, master Ying, you don't have to study." But if you really want to study, I directly recommend you to any of the world's famous universities except Norton University
"Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm going to Norton University in the future."
She's talking about going, not entering.
Berg didn't pay attention to the difference between the two words. He was so worried that he pulled a few hairs: "master Ying, how can you teach me to draw? If I hadn't known that Chino von had been dead for hundreds of years, I would have thought you were him. "
So when he saw the painting on the Internet, he immediately put down all his work and ran to China.
Chino von has always been his idol and now he can add one.
Berg didn't feel that Ying Zijin was too young, just a high school student to draw this kind of painting.
Talent!
It's not enough for them to paint like this. Talent is the most important thing.
There is not a saying that genius is 99% perspiration plus 1% inspiration, but without that 1% inspiration, perspiration is all over.
Ying Zijin looks like a meal.
She's not that stupid old man who reads the Bible every day.
"We can talk about it." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "but it's really unnecessary to be a teacher. Mr. Berg, you are already a top oil painting master, which is recognized by the world."
It's on her way. She drew it.
It does have the style of Chino von when he was young.
"Fart them!" Bergton was furious. "How many pounds do I have? Don't I know?"
Headmaster: --
No, he's going to faint.
But Berg also knew that he had no hope of learning from his teacher. He put his hands together again: "master Ying, please draw more pictures for me. I'll take them back to copy them."
"Yes."
I'm glad.
"For money."
"Here you are!" With a big wave of his hand, Berg said, "I've sold a painting for seven million dollars. Master Ying, I'll give you double the price."
Ying Zijin finally looked at him more: "I can give you another pair for free."
"All right, master Ying, you are a good man."After getting the promise happily, Berg is going to have some Chinese ice cream.
Before he left, he thought of something: "master Ying, you speak English very well. Your pronunciation is more standard than mine. I thought you were aborigines of O island."
Ying Zijin was a little silent for a moment.
She read the encyclopedia, which showed that Berg was born into a painting family.
Maybe she's met with Berg's ancestors before.
**
five thirty.
Fu Yunshen stood by the door, waiting for Ying Zijin to finish school.
His appearance is too outstanding and eye-catching. He is tall and straight. His waist and abdomen are perfect. His legs are long and powerful.
Especially that pair of natural smile peach blossom eyes, clearly did not deliberately do anything, but hook people can not.
People who come and go can't help looking back. There are men and women, and there are many men.
Just under so many eyes, Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat on the seat of the co pilot.
Fu Yunshen starts the car and takes her to Shaoren hospital.
Ying Zijin's hand is propping chin, wring eyebrow.
"Not sleepy today?" Fu Yunshen handed over a bag of daily nuts, "what do you think so seriously?"
"I saw a play a month ago, but I haven't finished it yet." Ying Zijin tore open the packing bag, "but I forgot what the name of the play was. Go back and check it."
It was the first day that she came back to earth. She was still at Ying's home, watching it with that old computer.
Fu Yun deep look casual: "remember so clear, what is the plot?"
Ying Zijin thought for a moment, and simply narrated: "it's about a high school student who went through the ancient times with a mirror, met a prince, and went back with the mirror the next day. He found that he came back ten years later, and went back and forth."
Fu Yunshen
It's a very special play.
"Well, wait a minute, brother. I'll ask for you." Fu Yunshen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After connecting, he said lazily, "hello."
Ever since he got out of the bar, Nie Chao has been squatting at home. He is playing a game: "seven little, what can I do for my brother?"
"Check a TV play for me. The plot is..." Fu Yun took a deep look at the girl and repeated what she had said before without any pause, "this TV play."
Nie Chao was shocked: "seven little, have you been worn?"
No, this kind of bloody TV series, is there anyone else watching it?
"Less nonsense." Fu Yun raises an eye deeply, "look for quickly."
"Oh, oh." Nie Chao kept looking for it.
He started a small entertainment company of his own, which is very convenient to find.
Twenty seconds later, Nie Chao replied: "lying trough, seven little, I vomited. This bloody play is still produced by our company. Wait, I'll scold them right away."
"I don't know what I'm shooting yet. I'll blow the heads of the writers every minute. I don't know what's in my head."
"Well, seven little, I'll tell you the name of the play. It's a bit long and shameful. I'm embarrassed to say it."
Five seconds later, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone, and his expression became a little more complicated: "Yao Yao, the play you watched is called --"
after a pause, he said the following words.
The tone is smooth.
"The bully president and the iceberg Lord are fighting for me every day."
“……”
**
Shaoren hospital.
Ying Zijin went to the human resources department.
Before she took over the hospital, many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners had changed jobs, and the manpower was scarce.
But because the news of Sheng Qingtang's successful treatment spread to all the hospitals in Shanghai, many doctors came to apply for it again.
Ying Zijin didn't insist that Shaoren hospital should develop in the direction of pure Chinese medicine, so she recruited western medicine and Chinese medicine.
As long as you can make money.
"Miss Ying, this is the list of candidates." The director of the human resources department handed out a folder, "today there are 150 candidates in total. We have interviewed 120 and 30 more."
Ying Zijin did not answer, she nodded: "I know, hard."
The host of the human resources department was flattered: "Miss Ying, you are welcome. Without you, the hospital would never have been today."
There is no exaggeration.
He wanted to leave the company, but he stayed.
"The interview starts at seven." Ying Zijin looked at the time, "I have a meal, and I'll come and have a look."
"Good." The host of the human resources department sent her out. "Miss Ying would be the best if she could be an interviewer."
Up to now, no one in Shaoren hospital will doubt Ying Zijin's medical skills.
Ying Zijin closes the door of the office and goes downstairs.
Several of the remaining 30 interviewers have come, waiting in the waiting area.Lu Zhi and so on anxiously unceasingly, the vision aimlessly looks around casually.
Until I saw the girl.
Lu Zhi is a Leng first: "how are you here?"
She seemed to think of something funny, sneered: "you don't think you know a few Chinese medicine, can come here as a nurse?"
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Berg was waiting for this moment before he came from O.
For this reason, he also went to a Chinese teacher at the Royal Academy of Arts in Suzhou to learn about the etiquette of teacher worship in China.
It's said that the etiquette of teacher worship in China is not as grand as it was in ancient times, but Berg still decided to abide by the most rigorous three kowtows and nine bows.
But his Chinese is not very good, he can only speak English.
I don't know if master Ying understood, but Berg was very worried.
The headmaster who followed: "who is
Is he deaf or blind?
It must be the wrong way he followed.
Ying Luwei, who had witnessed the scene completely, had a stiff smile.
Too far away, she didn't hear what Berg said.
But you can be sure that Berg didn't come to trouble Ying Zijin. Instead, he asked for Ying Zijin.
But how is that possible?
Who is Berger?
The top man in the field of oil painting is more famous than Sheng Qingtang in the world.
Ying Luwei is in a state of turmoil and panic.
She doesn't study painting, she studies piano.
Under her deliberate momentum, her popularity in China is not low.
But in this way, she is not qualified to contact the world's top pianists.
It's not something that a rich family can do with money.
"Nothing." Ying Lu Wei hastily takes back the line of sight, the foot speed accelerated, "sister-in-law, let's go to the infirmary first."
Zhong Manhua was in great pain, so he didn't ask much after hearing the speech.
It was because she had anticipated the possible consequences of cheating. In order to prevent her from myocardial infarction, she did not look back.
**
in front of the teaching building, the principal is still in shock.
Fortunately, the bell has been ringing, even if the students are curious, they must go back to the classroom.
Ying Zijin stepped back a little, but he didn't have any waves: "Mr. Berg, please get up first."
"Don't get up, don't get up." Berg did not move and repeated, "master Ying, I saw your painting of the guests in the church. Please accept me as an apprentice."
The principal who broke into pieces but had to believe in it
This master of oil painting is not to recruit Ying to the Royal Academy of art, but to learn from him?!
"Mr. Berg, I don't accept apprentices." Ying Zijin pressed to press a head, very polite, "I still want to study."
The younger brother who secretly followed me to watch the excitement
It's their birthday. Their father Ying cheated a fool again.
"No, master Ying, you don't have to study." But if you really want to study, I directly recommend you to any of the world's famous universities except Norton University
"Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm going to Norton University in the future."
She's talking about going, not entering.
Berg didn't pay attention to the difference between the two words. He was so worried that he pulled a few hairs: "master Ying, how can you teach me to draw? If I hadn't known that Chino von had been dead for hundreds of years, I would have thought you were him. "
So when he saw the painting on the Internet, he immediately put down all his work and ran to China.
Chino von has always been his idol and now he can add one.
Berg didn't feel that Ying Zijin was too young, just a high school student to draw this kind of painting.
Talent!
It's not enough for them to paint like this. Talent is the most important thing.
There is not a saying that genius is 99% perspiration plus 1% inspiration, but without that 1% inspiration, perspiration is all over.
Ying Zijin looks like a meal.
She's not that stupid old man who reads the Bible every day.
"We can talk about it." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "but it's really unnecessary to be a teacher. Mr. Berg, you are already a top oil painting master, which is recognized by the world."
It's on her way. She drew it.
It does have the style of Chino von when he was young.
"Fart them!" Bergton was furious. "How many pounds do I have? Don't I know?"
Headmaster: --
No, he's going to faint.
But Berg also knew that he had no hope of learning from his teacher. He put his hands together again: "master Ying, please draw more pictures for me. I'll take them back to copy them."
"Yes."
I'm glad.
"For money."
"Here you are!" With a big wave of his hand, Berg said, "I've sold a painting for seven million dollars. Master Ying, I'll give you double the price."
Ying Zijin finally looked at him more: "I can give you another pair for free."
"All right, master Ying, you are a good man."After getting the promise happily, Berg is going to have some Chinese ice cream.
Before he left, he thought of something: "master Ying, you speak English very well. Your pronunciation is more standard than mine. I thought you were aborigines of O island."
Ying Zijin was a little silent for a moment.
She read the encyclopedia, which showed that Berg was born into a painting family.
Maybe she's met with Berg's ancestors before.
**
five thirty.
Fu Yunshen stood by the door, waiting for Ying Zijin to finish school.
His appearance is too outstanding and eye-catching. He is tall and straight. His waist and abdomen are perfect. His legs are long and powerful.
Especially that pair of natural smile peach blossom eyes, clearly did not deliberately do anything, but hook people can not.
People who come and go can't help looking back. There are men and women, and there are many men.
Just under so many eyes, Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat on the seat of the co pilot.
Fu Yunshen starts the car and takes her to Shaoren hospital.
Ying Zijin's hand is propping chin, wring eyebrow.
"Not sleepy today?" Fu Yunshen handed over a bag of daily nuts, "what do you think so seriously?"
"I saw a play a month ago, but I haven't finished it yet." Ying Zijin tore open the packing bag, "but I forgot what the name of the play was. Go back and check it."
It was the first day that she came back to earth. She was still at Ying's home, watching it with that old computer.
Fu Yun deep look casual: "remember so clear, what is the plot?"
Ying Zijin thought for a moment, and simply narrated: "it's about a high school student who went through the ancient times with a mirror, met a prince, and went back with the mirror the next day. He found that he came back ten years later, and went back and forth."
Fu Yunshen
It's a very special play.
"Well, wait a minute, brother. I'll ask for you." Fu Yunshen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After connecting, he said lazily, "hello."
Ever since he got out of the bar, Nie Chao has been squatting at home. He is playing a game: "seven little, what can I do for my brother?"
"Check a TV play for me. The plot is..." Fu Yun took a deep look at the girl and repeated what she had said before without any pause, "this TV play."
Nie Chao was shocked: "seven little, have you been worn?"
No, this kind of bloody TV series, is there anyone else watching it?
"Less nonsense." Fu Yun raises an eye deeply, "look for quickly."
"Oh, oh." Nie Chao kept looking for it.
He started a small entertainment company of his own, which is very convenient to find.
Twenty seconds later, Nie Chao replied: "lying trough, seven little, I vomited. This bloody play is still produced by our company. Wait, I'll scold them right away."
"I don't know what I'm shooting yet. I'll blow the heads of the writers every minute. I don't know what's in my head."
"Well, seven little, I'll tell you the name of the play. It's a bit long and shameful. I'm embarrassed to say it."
Five seconds later, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone, and his expression became a little more complicated: "Yao Yao, the play you watched is called --"
after a pause, he said the following words.
The tone is smooth.
"The bully president and the iceberg Lord are fighting for me every day."
“……”
**
Shaoren hospital.
Ying Zijin went to the human resources department.
Before she took over the hospital, many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners had changed jobs, and the manpower was scarce.
But because the news of Sheng Qingtang's successful treatment spread to all the hospitals in Shanghai, many doctors came to apply for it again.
Ying Zijin didn't insist that Shaoren hospital should develop in the direction of pure Chinese medicine, so she recruited western medicine and Chinese medicine.
As long as you can make money.
"Miss Ying, this is the list of candidates." The director of the human resources department handed out a folder, "today there are 150 candidates in total. We have interviewed 120 and 30 more."
Ying Zijin did not answer, she nodded: "I know, hard."
The host of the human resources department was flattered: "Miss Ying, you are welcome. Without you, the hospital would never have been today."
There is no exaggeration.
He wanted to leave the company, but he stayed.
"The interview starts at seven." Ying Zijin looked at the time, "I have a meal, and I'll come and have a look."
"Good." The host of the human resources department sent her out. "Miss Ying would be the best if she could be an interviewer."
Up to now, no one in Shaoren hospital will doubt Ying Zijin's medical skills.
Ying Zijin closes the door of the office and goes downstairs.
Several of the remaining 30 interviewers have come, waiting in the waiting area.Lu Zhi and so on anxiously unceasingly, the vision aimlessly looks around casually.
Until I saw the girl.
Lu Zhi is a Leng first: "how are you here?"
She seemed to think of something funny, sneered: "you don't think you know a few Chinese medicine, can come here as a nurse?"
Berg was waiting for this moment before he came from O. For this reason, he also went to a Chinese teacher at the Royal Academy of Arts in Suzhou to learn about the etiquette of teacher worship in China. It's said that the etiquette of teacher worship in China is not as grand as it was in ancient times, but Berg still decided to abide by the most rigorous three kowtows and nine bows. But his Chinese is not very good, he can only speak English. I don't know if master Ying understood, but Berg was very worried. The headmaster who followed: "who is Is he deaf or blind? It must be the wrong way he followed. Ying Luwei, who had witnessed the scene completely, had a stiff smile. Too far away, she didn't hear what Berg said. But you can be sure that Berg didn't come to trouble Ying Zijin. Instead, he asked for Ying Zijin. But how is that possible? Who is Berger? The top man in the field of oil painting is more famous than Sheng Qingtang in the world. Ying Luwei is in a state of turmoil and panic. She doesn't study painting, she studies piano. Under her deliberate momentum, her popularity in China is not low. But in this way, she is not qualified to contact the world's top pianists. It's not something that a rich family can do with money. "Nothing." Ying Lu Wei hastily takes back the line of sight, the foot speed accelerated, "sister-in-law, let's go to the infirmary first." Zhong Manhua was in great pain, so he didn't ask much after hearing the speech. It was because she had anticipated the possible consequences of cheating. In order to prevent her from myocardial infarction, she did not look back. **in front of the teaching building, the principal is still in shock. Fortunately, the bell has been ringing, even if the students are curious, they must go back to the classroom. Ying Zijin stepped back a little, but he didn't have any waves: "Mr. Berg, please get up first." "Don't get up, don't get up." Berg did not move and repeated, "master Ying, I saw your painting of the guests in the church. Please accept me as an apprentice." The principal who broke into pieces but had to believe in it This master of oil painting is not to recruit Ying to the Royal Academy of art, but to learn from him?! "Mr. Berg, I don't accept apprentices." Ying Zijin pressed to press a head, very polite, "I still want to study." The younger brother who secretly followed me to watch the excitement It's their birthday. Their father Ying cheated a fool again. "No, master Ying, you don't have to study." But if you really want to study, I directly recommend you to any of the world's famous universities except Norton University "Thank you for your kindness." Ying Zijin nodded slightly, "I'm going to Norton University in the future." She's talking about going, not entering. Berg didn't pay attention to the difference between the two words. He was so worried that he pulled a few hairs: "master Ying, how can you teach me to draw? If I hadn't known that Chino von had been dead for hundreds of years, I would have thought you were him. " So when he saw the painting on the Internet, he immediately put down all his work and ran to China. Chino von has always been his idol and now he can add one. Berg didn't feel that Ying Zijin was too young, just a high school student to draw this kind of painting. Talent! It's not enough for them to paint like this. Talent is the most important thing. There is not a saying that genius is 99% perspiration plus 1% inspiration, but without that 1% inspiration, perspiration is all over. Ying Zijin looks like a meal. She's not that stupid old man who reads the Bible every day. "We can talk about it." Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, "but it's really unnecessary to be a teacher. Mr. Berg, you are already a top oil painting master, which is recognized by the world." It's on her way. She drew it. It does have the style of Chino von when he was young. "Fart them!" Bergton was furious. "How many pounds do I have? Don't I know?" Headmaster: -- No, he's going to faint. But Berg also knew that he had no hope of learning from his teacher. He put his hands together again: "master Ying, please draw more pictures for me. I'll take them back to copy them." "Yes." I'm glad. "For money." "Here you are!" With a big wave of his hand, Berg said, "I've sold a painting for seven million dollars. Master Ying, I'll give you double the price." Ying Zijin finally looked at him more: "I can give you another pair for free." "All right, master Ying, you are a good man."After getting the promise happily, Berg is going to have some Chinese ice cream. Before he left, he thought of something: "master Ying, you speak English very well. Your pronunciation is more standard than mine. I thought you were aborigines of O island." Ying Zijin was a little silent for a moment. She read the encyclopedia, which showed that Berg was born into a painting family. Maybe she's met with Berg's ancestors before. **five thirty. Fu Yunshen stood by the door, waiting for Ying Zijin to finish school. His appearance is too outstanding and eye-catching. He is tall and straight. His waist and abdomen are perfect. His legs are long and powerful. Especially that pair of natural smile peach blossom eyes, clearly did not deliberately do anything, but hook people can not. People who come and go can't help looking back. There are men and women, and there are many men. Just under so many eyes, Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat on the seat of the co pilot. Fu Yunshen starts the car and takes her to Shaoren hospital. Ying Zijin's hand is propping chin, wring eyebrow. "Not sleepy today?" Fu Yunshen handed over a bag of daily nuts, "what do you think so seriously?" "I saw a play a month ago, but I haven't finished it yet." Ying Zijin tore open the packing bag, "but I forgot what the name of the play was. Go back and check it." It was the first day that she came back to earth. She was still at Ying's home, watching it with that old computer. Fu Yun deep look casual: "remember so clear, what is the plot?" Ying Zijin thought for a moment, and simply narrated: "it's about a high school student who went through the ancient times with a mirror, met a prince, and went back with the mirror the next day. He found that he came back ten years later, and went back and forth." Fu Yunshen It's a very special play. "Well, wait a minute, brother. I'll ask for you." Fu Yunshen took out his cell phone and dialed a number. After connecting, he said lazily, "hello." Ever since he got out of the bar, Nie Chao has been squatting at home. He is playing a game: "seven little, what can I do for my brother?" "Check a TV play for me. The plot is..." Fu Yun took a deep look at the girl and repeated what she had said before without any pause, "this TV play." Nie Chao was shocked: "seven little, have you been worn?" No, this kind of bloody TV series, is there anyone else watching it? "Less nonsense." Fu Yun raises an eye deeply, "look for quickly." "Oh, oh." Nie Chao kept looking for it. He started a small entertainment company of his own, which is very convenient to find. Twenty seconds later, Nie Chao replied: "lying trough, seven little, I vomited. This bloody play is still produced by our company. Wait, I'll scold them right away." "I don't know what I'm shooting yet. I'll blow the heads of the writers every minute. I don't know what's in my head." "Well, seven little, I'll tell you the name of the play. It's a bit long and shameful. I'm embarrassed to say it." Five seconds later, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone, and his expression became a little more complicated: "Yao Yao, the play you watched is called --" after a pause, he said the following words. The tone is smooth. "The bully president and the iceberg Lord are fighting for me every day." **Shaoren hospital. Ying Zijin went to the human resources department. Before she took over the hospital, many traditional Chinese medicine practitioners had changed jobs, and the manpower was scarce. But because the news of Sheng Qingtang's successful treatment spread to all the hospitals in Shanghai, many doctors came to apply for it again. Ying Zijin didn't insist that Shaoren hospital should develop in the direction of pure Chinese medicine, so she recruited western medicine and Chinese medicine. As long as you can make money. "Miss Ying, this is the list of candidates." The director of the human resources department handed out a folder, "today there are 150 candidates in total. We have interviewed 120 and 30 more." Ying Zijin did not answer, she nodded: "I know, hard." The host of the human resources department was flattered: "Miss Ying, you are welcome. Without you, the hospital would never have been today." There is no exaggeration. He wanted to leave the company, but he stayed. "The interview starts at seven." Ying Zijin looked at the time, "I have a meal, and I'll come and have a look." "Good." The host of the human resources department sent her out. "Miss Ying would be the best if she could be an interviewer." Up to now, no one in Shaoren hospital will doubt Ying Zijin's medical skills. Ying Zijin closes the door of the office and goes downstairs. Several of the remaining 30 interviewers have come, waiting in the waiting area.Lu Zhi and so on anxiously unceasingly, the vision aimlessly looks around casually. Until I saw the girl. Lu Zhi is a Leng first: "how are you here?" She seemed to think of something funny, sneered: "you don't think you know a few Chinese medicine, can come here as a nurse?"
