True Daughter, She is the Almighty Boss

He was stunned for a while, and he didn't move for a long time.

If Wen Tinglan felt something, he looked in the direction Lin Qingjia was standing.

Eyes on each other, eyes meet.

Wen Tinglan's expression froze.

Bloodline is a wonderful thing.

Whether it is exclusion or closeness, there is no reason for it, but you can always feel that the other party is your brother and sister.

Wen Tinglan has a very high IQ.

In addition, he knew that An Roujin married into the ancient martial arts world, so he could naturally judge that this was another child of Wen Fengmian.

It's also the biological sister he has never met.

Wen Fengmian told him that the matter of adults has nothing to do with children.

Five-year-olds don't know anything, they only know how to survive, so they will naturally leave with the bright and splendid side. They don't want to stay in the poverty alleviation county where they can't even eat enough food.

Everyone is different, some pay more attention to identity and status, and some pay more attention to family.

As long as you have a good conscience, you'll be fine.

Wen Tinglan calmly withdrew his gaze, he held the phone, and then sent back a message to Adele.

Lin Qingjia pursed her lips.

Seeing that Lin Qingjia hadn't followed up, Tangzhu Liu couldn't help but turn his head in doubt: "Miss Qingjia, what happened?"

He is over sixty years old, but he is far behind Lin Qingjia in refining medicine.

I also invited her to show him what the problem was today.

"It's nothing." Lin Qingjia shook his head, "Go in."

Hall Master Liu took Lin Qingjia into the refining room, and found that Lin Qingjia had been distracted all the time. It was inevitable that he was worried: "Miss Qingjia, are you really all right?"

Lin Qingjia still shook his head: "I thought of a difficult case."

She looked at the problem for Hall Master Liu, and her thoughts kept floating.

Lin Jinyun kept telling her to go out for a walk, also because she wondered if she could meet her biological father.

The ancient martial arts community believed that her biological father was a powerful ancient martial artist.

Otherwise, Lin Qingjia would not be able to cultivate both ancient medicine and ancient martial arts.

But Lin Qingjia knew that this determination was false.

Wen Fengmian is indeed just an ordinary person.

So when An Roujin told her that she met Wen Fengmian, she was a little nervous.

Seeing Wen Tinglan today was beyond her surprise, because An Roujin told her after returning to Qingshui County that Wen Tinglan was seriously autistic and not a normal person.

But now it seems clearly not.

Wen Tinglan was normal and recognized her, but apparently she had no other plans.

Of course, Lin Qingjia had no idea of ​​recognizing Wen Fengmian and his son.

An Roujin is crazy, no one knows what her previous family was.

She is also the young lady of the Lin family.

That's good.

**

After Ying Zijin came out of the Dan League, he saw Wen Tinglan standing beside the lake, silently watching the birds on the lake.

She walked over: "what's the matter? In a daze again?"

"Sister." Hearing the familiar thin voice, Wen Tinglan's lips moved and whispered, "I saw her."

"Huh?" Ying Zijin frowned and nodded, "Lin Qingjia?"

Wen Tinglan nodded slowly: "She must have recognized me too, but we didn't speak."

"Well, I've seen her too." Ying Zijin leaned against the tree, "She is indeed very talented, just like you."

She thought for a moment: "What do you think?"

"Dad said that the previous things have passed, that disgusting woman has been punished, and we are living well now, there is no need to pay attention to other people." Wen Tinglan was very calm, "I listen to my father, so I also don't need to have anything to do with irrelevant people."

Since he has memory, he has only known Ying Zijin.

The mother is absent, and the three of them are a family.

Ying Zijin said lightly, "Dad has always been right."

Wen Fengmian saw it so thoroughly that few people could reach the realm of his xinxing.

After all, Lin Qingjia is still his biological daughter.

Originally, as father and daughter, there was cause and effect between Lin Qingjia and Wen Fengmian, and there might be implication.

But she did the math, and now it's weakened to almost nothing.

Ying Zijin deduced.

It should be that Lin Qingjia entered the Lin family with the talent he got from Wen Fengmian and got a better life, which just offset the others and cut off the cause and effect.

It's really no different from a stranger.

She doesn't care how others are, Wen Fengmian and Wen Tinglan can't be hurt.

"Let's go." Ying Zijin patted him on the shoulder, "I have to record the show tomorrow, your 100 million."

When Wen Tinglan heard this, her brows and eyes widened: "Well."

**

the next day.

Today, there is no competition, but a special shot of life on campus.

First, Ying Zijin and Li Han took the students of Norton University to several famous photo spots in Imperial University. Then Qin Lingyu, as the host, proposed to connect with Norton University to take pictures of the buildings in Norton University. Things remember others.

[Put your butt here and squat. 】

[I really want to know what's in Norton University. 】

[Want to see a lady as cute as Adele, can you assign someone? 】

[I'm someone Norton will never get [smiles].] 】

But the proposal was rejected.

"When we entered the school, we signed a non-disclosure agreement." Wen Tinglan also said, "It's true that the internal affairs of the university cannot be watched by outsiders."

Ying Zijin raised an eyebrow.

She had no doubt that if she really went to shoot, she might have photographed the scene of the explosion.

The last time she went there, a building exploded next to her while she was walking on the road.

It's really not easy for the vice-principal to survive until now.

"Norton University must not be seen." Hu An glanced at Adele from the corner of his eye, full of confidence, and said gracefully, "At the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O, you can show it to everyone."

They are Westerners who pay attention to art, and Adele likes it too. Naturally, he has to show it well in front of her.

Prove that he is better than Wen Tinglan, a lunatic who only knows how to assemble hot weapons.

Qin Lingyu pressed the headset: "Okay, then connect to the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O."

Netizens are sorry.

[More curious, say, what is on the Norton University campus, why is it not allowed to be seen? 】

[Forget it, you can also look at the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O. Really, the students who can enter here are the treasures of the future art world. 】

The big screen in the conference hall came down, and soon the building of the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O appeared.

The person in charge of answering the phone is a teacher in the admissions department.

This teacher, Hu An, just met, and Hu An grabbed in front of Qin Lingyu and said, "Teacher, I am Juan Herschel."

The teacher was a little surprised: "You came out of Norton University?"

"Yes." Hu An was very proud. "To communicate with Huaguo, now we need to show them the interior of our school. Teacher, can you go to the celebrity studio?"

From the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O, naturally, they also got news from the program team.

The teacher nodded and took the computer to the celebrity studio.

In addition to the paintings of some world-renowned artists, the Celebrity Studio also has an exhibition hall specially listed for students.

Juan pointed to an oil painting on the screen and became even more proud: "This is my painting."

When he turned his head, he saw Adele standing on tiptoe and grabbing Wen Tinglan's hair, so intimate that he almost exploded with anger.

Hu An could only throw the topic to Ying Zijin: "Miss Ying, what do you think?"

Ying Zijin glanced at it: "It's very bad."

Hu An's expression froze, with a smile that was not a smile: "Then it seems that Miss Ying can draw better pictures?"

On the other side, the boy who had been following Juan muttered, "You have to make drafts for bragging."

Paintings that can be placed in celebrity studios are precious throughout the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O.

At this moment, the teacher in charge of shooting the gallery suddenly stopped and bowed to a figure in front of him: "Mr. Berg."

As can be seen from the screen, it was a man in his thirties with pigtails and looked a little nervous.

Qin Lingyu and the rest of the show group were surprised, but she immediately introduced: "Berg Bryan, the number one person in the oil painting industry, is particularly good at Chino Feng's style of painting, a pair of his oil paintings just auctioned off a while ago. $300 million."

[Fuck, I remembered, I saw his art exhibition in O Continent, a genius oil painter! 】

[Amazing, I heard that even the doctoral students of the Royal Academy of Arts in Continent O may not be able to see Berg, but Juan was able to alarm Berg, no wonder he is a dual student. 】

Juan was also quite surprised.

Although he had met Berg, it was in the lecture hall of the public class.

Berg is eccentric and difficult to get along with. He is only good friends with the pianist Bart, and others will not invite him.

Masters of this level are indeed quite crazy.

Then Juan saw Berg walking towards the camera.

He was even more surprised. Just as he was about to speak, Berg said first: "You let it go."

Juan was stunned for a while, then pointed to himself: "Me?"

"Yes, yes, hurry up." Berg was in a hurry, stomping his feet, and kept urging, "Just let it go."

He saw a familiar look on the computer screen just now, and he had to see if he had misunderstood the old-fashioned eyes, to make sure.

Juan didn't understand, but moved away anyway.

The camera is perfectly aimed, and Berg's face is so enlarged that it almost sticks to the screen.

Netizens and the students present could see it clearly.

Ying Zijin raised his head.

"Master Ying!" Berg finally saw what the girl looked like now, his eyes lit up, and he grabbed the computer, "Master Ying, what a coincidence, I saw you again, when are you free to teach me oil painting?"

Ask for a monthly ticket~~

See you tomorrow.