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For this purpose, he even sought out a teacher from the Hua Country at the O Continent Royal Academy of Arts to understand the etiquette of apprenticeship in Hua Country.

He heard that the apprenticeship etiquette in Hua Country is no longer as solemn as in ancient times, but Berg still decided to adhere to the most rigorous act of kowtowing three times and bowing nine times.

It’s just that his Chinese wasn’t very good, so he could only speak English.

Berg was very anxious inside, not knowing if Master Ying had understood him.

The principal following behind: “…? ? ?”

Was he deaf, or was he blind?

It must have been the way he came over that was wrong.

And Ying Luwei, who had witnessed the whole scene, had her smile stiffen instantly.

She was too far away to hear what Berg had said.

But it was certain that Berg was not here to trouble Ying Zijin, but rather to ask her for a favor.

But how could that be possible?

Who is Berg?

An apex magnate in the field of oil painting, globally recognized, more famous than even Sheng Qingtang.

Feeling her heart in a mess, Ying Luwei panicked even more.

She didn’t study painting herself; she studied piano.

With her deliberate efforts, her popularity at home wasn’t low.

But even so, she didn’t have the qualifications to come in contact with those top pianists in the world.

This wasn’t something a wealthy family could achieve just by spending money.

“It’s nothing.” Ying Luwei hurriedly averted her gaze, quickening her pace, “Sister-in-law, let’s go to the infirmary first.”

Zhong Manhua was in severe pain and did not ask any further when she heard this.

Moreover, since she had already anticipated the possible consequences of cheating, she didn’t look back in order to prevent a myocardial infarction.

**

In front of the teaching building, the principal was still in shock.

Fortunately, the bell for class had already rung, and even if the students were curious, they had to return to their classrooms.

Ying Zijin took a step back, her expression showing no ripples, “Mr. Berg, please get up.”

“I won’t get up, I won’t get up.” Berg didn’t move and repeated, “Master Ying, I saw the painting ‘Visitor in the Church’ that you did, please take me as your disciple.”

The principal, who had to accept the unbelievable situation: “…”

This master oil painter from O Continent didn’t come to recruit Classmate Ying to the O Continent Royal Academy of Arts but to become her apprentice?!

“Mr. Berg, I don’t take disciples,” Ying Zijin said as she pressed her temple, being very polite, “I still need to study.”

The little brother who had secretly followed to enjoy the spectacle: “…”

Good heavens, Daddy Ying has cheated a simpleton again.

“No, no, no, Master Ying, you don’t need to study any longer,” Berg became anxious again, “but if you really want to study, I can directly recommend you to any world-famous school besides Norton University, any one you choose.”

“Thank you for your kindness, Mr. Berg,” Ying Zijin nodded slightly, “I plan to go to Norton University in the future.”

She said “go,” not “enter.”

Berg didn’t catch the difference in a single word, so anxious he was nearly pulling out his sparse hair: “Then Master Ying, how can you teach me to paint? If I didn’t know that Qinuo Feng had been dead for hundreds of years, I would think you were him.”

That’s why, when he saw the painting online, he immediately dropped all his work and dashed to Hua Country nonstop.

Qinuo Feng had always been his idol, and now, he could add another.

Berg didn’t think that just because Ying Zijin was young and only a high school student, she couldn’t produce such paintings.

Talent!

For painters like them, diligence wasn’t enough, talent was the most important thing.

Isn’t there a saying that genius is ninety-nine percent perspiration plus one percent inspiration, but without that one percent inspiration, the perspiration all goes to waste?

Ying Zijin’s expression paused.

She was not that foolish old man who recited The Bible daily.

“We can discuss this,” Ying Zijin pondered for a moment, “but there really is no need for an apprenticeship ceremony, Mr. Berg. You are already recognized as a top oil painter, that is globally acknowledged.”

She had seen Berg’s paintings on her way down.

Indeed, they had the grace of a young Qinuo Feng.

“Nonsense!” Berg suddenly became furious, “Don’t I know my own capabilities?”

The principal: “…”

He felt faint.

But Berg knew his request for apprenticeship was hopeless, so he put his hands together once more, “Master Ying, would it trouble you to paint a few more for me? I want to take them back to copy.”

“That’s possible.”

Berg was delighted.

“It’ll cost money.”

“I’ll pay!” Berg waved a hand grandly, “One of my paintings has sold for 7 million US dollars. Master Ying, I will offer you twice the price.”

Finally giving him more attention, Ying Zijin said, “I can give you an additional one for free.”

“Great, great, great, Master Ying, you truly are a good person.”

Delighted with his promise secured, Berg prepared to try Hua Country’s ice cream.

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Before leaving, he seemed to remember something else, “Master Ying, your English is really good, even more standard than my own pronunciation. I thought you were a native of our ‘O’ continent.”

Ying Zijin fell silent for a moment.

She had checked the encyclopedia, which showed that Berg was born into a family of painters.

It was possible that she had met one of Berg’s ancestors in the past.

**

5:30 p.m.

Fu Yunshen stood by the car door, waiting for Ying Zijin to finish school.

His appearance was too striking to ignore, tall and well-built, with perfectly sculpted waist and abdomen, and long, powerful legs.

Especially those naturally smiling peach blossom eyes that, without even trying, were irresistibly enticing.

People passing by couldn’t help but turn their heads to look, both men and women, and not a few of the men either.

Amidst all these gazes, Ying Zijin opened the car door and sat down in the passenger seat.

Fu Yunshen started the car and drove her to Shao Ren Hospital.

Ying Zijin rested her chin on her hand, frowning.

“Aren’t you sleepy today?” Fu Yunshen handed her a packet of daily nuts, “What are you thinking about so intently?”

“I watched a TV series a month ago, but I haven’t finished it,” said Ying Zijin, tearing open the packet. “But I’ve forgotten the name of it. I’ll have to look it up when I get back.”

It was the first day she had returned to Earth, at the Ying family home, watching on that old computer.

Fu Yunshen spoke in a detached tone, “You remember it so vividly, what’s the plot?”

Ying Zijin thought for a moment and summarized simply, “It’s about a high school student who travels to ancient times through a mirror, meets a prince, and then uses the mirror to travel back the next day, only to find herself ten years in the future. She keeps traveling back and forth.”

Fu Yunshen: “…”

Quite a unique and melodramatic series.

“Mm, wait a second, I’ll help you find it.” Fu Yunshen took out his phone, dialed a number, and with a lazy drawl, said, “Hello.”

Ever since the incident at the bar, Nie Chao had been cooped up at home, playing games: “The Seventh Young Master, what do you need me for?”

“Help me look up a TV series, the plot is…” Fu Yunshen glanced at the girl and without a moment’s hesitation repeated what she had said earlier, “This TV series.”

Nie Chao was shocked, “The Seventh Young Master, have you been brainwashed?”

Who watches these melodramatic TV shows?

“Less nonsense.” Fu Yunshen looked up, “Hurry up and find it.”

“Oh, oh, oh.” Nie Chao went straight to searching.

He owned a small entertainment company, so it was easy for him to search.

Less than twenty seconds had passed before Nie Chao replied, “Damn, The Seventh Young Master, I’m going to be sick. This melodramatic series is actually produced by my company. Wait, I’m going to have a word with them.”

“I don’t yet know what they’ve created, but just based on this plot, I should smash the screenwriters’ heads in minutes. I don’t know what they’re thinking.”

“And uh, The Seventh Young Master, I’m going to tell you the title, it’s a bit long, and quite embarrassing. I’m ashamed to even say it.”

Five seconds later, Fu Yunshen hung up the phone, his expression unusually complicated, “Yaoyao, the series you’re watching is called—”

He paused, then finally finished his sentence.

With a steady voice.

“The Overbearing CEO and the Iceberg Prince Are Jealous Over Me Every Day.”

“…”

**

Shao Ren Hospital.

Ying Zijin went to the Human Resources Department.

Before she took over the hospital, many traditional Chinese medicine doctors had left, leaving them short-handed.

But because of the successful treatment of Sheng Qingtang, news had spread throughout all the hospitals in Shanghai City, and many physicians had come to apply.

Ying Zijin did not insist on pushing Shao Ren Hospital strictly towards traditional Chinese medicine, so she recruited both Western and Chinese doctors.

As long as they could make money.

“Miss Ying, here is the list of applicants,” said the HR Director, handing over a folder, “Today we have a total of one hundred and fifty candidates. We’ve already interviewed one hundred and twenty, leaving thirty more to see.”

Ying Zijin did not take it, nodding her head instead, “I understand, thank you for your hard work.”

The head of the Human Resources Department was somewhat flattered, “You’re too kind, Miss Ying. Without you, the hospital definitely wouldn’t be where it is today.”

This was no exaggeration.

He had also been considering resigning but was glad he had stayed.

“The interviews will start at seven,” Ying Zijin checked the time, “I’m going to have something to eat. I’ll come have a look later.”

“Alright.” The head of the department saw her out, “It would be great if Miss Ying could be one of the interviewers.”

By now, no one at Shao Ren Hospital doubted Ying Zijin’s medical skills.

Ying Zijin closed the door to her office and went downstairs.

The remaining thirty interviewees had started to arrive, all waiting in the area.

Lu Zhi was waiting nervously, her gaze aimlessly sweeping around.

Until she saw the girl.

Lu Zhi was initially stunned, “What are you doing here?”

She seemed to remember something funny and snickered, “You don’t think just because you know a few Chinese herbs, you could come here to be a nursing aide, do you?”

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