Chapter 2065: On the Verge of Collapse (First Update)
Liu Ruoxue and He Jiarong’s minds went completely blank!
They felt as if they had been struck by lightning, their whole bodies shuddering!
The one spouting nonsense—was that Huang Shansheng whom they had been raving about wanting as their mentor?
The old man they just insulted—was that Huang Shansheng?
No freaking way, how could this be possible!
To know, He Jiarong’s main reason for returning to the country this time was to apprentice under Huang Shansheng!
Because Huang Shansheng is unquestionably the most amazing sketch artist in the world.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have found a master in Columbia to personally write to Huang Shansheng about this matter.
How could that old man possibly be Huang Shansheng!
At this moment, Bai Xi and Zhang Dongyang stood with mouths agape, faces full of shock!
At this moment, they really couldn’t stay calm.
They didn’t know or need to know who Huang Shansheng was.
But now, Liu Ruoxue, after flaunting for so long and showcasing her son, suddenly gets a slap in the face?
Most importantly, their unlucky son actually called the great master Liu Ruoxue always mentioned "Old Huang"?
Old Huang?
This casual "Old Huang" is the master Liu Ruoxue and her family have been desperately looking for?
God, this joke is way too big, isn’t it?
Wait a minute, why did Zhang Fan call Professor Huang Shansheng Old Huang?
Just then, Huang Shansheng took a sip of tea, turned to Zhang Fan, and calmly said, "Previously, my old friend Mellen from Columbia wrote me a letter, saying there’s a genius he wants to introduce, and coincidentally they’re from our Huaxia.
I thought about taking a hand in mentoring.
Anyway, you barely spend a few days in school during a semester.
Of course, it’s just casual mentoring, offering some guidance, after all, someone who loves sketching and was called a genius by my old friend, I’d like to meet!
But rest assured, I’m not interested in accepting any more disciples.
With a troublesome disciple like you, I’ve got enough on my plate, don’t worry, I won’t abandon you, you’re always my first disciple and last disciple."
As these words landed, Liu Ruoxue and He Jiarong’s bodies began to tremble violently.
Their faces were filled with extreme disbelief as they looked at Huang Shansheng, then they turned to Zhang Fan.
Seeing Zhang Fan’s expression of watching a show, Liu Ruoxue and He Jiarong almost spat blood.
How could it be!
How could it be!
This scoundrel Zhang Fan, how could he be Huang Shansheng’s disciple?
"Crash!"
The tea cup in Zhang Dongyang’s hand suddenly shattered.
His eyes shrank tightly.
Damn, damn, this unlucky son Zhang Fan is actually Huang Shansheng’s disciple?
And Bai Xi, she almost wanted to hold Zhang Fan and give him a kiss!
Good son, good son, making his mother proud.
If possible, Bai Xi would want to laugh to the sky.
Liu Ruoxue, this unlucky woman, hahaha, she’s practically one of our own, set it up for so long, and unexpectedly, it brings a surprise in the end.
"Ahem, Ruoxue, don’t lose heart, don’t be discouraged, didn’t Professor Huang say he initially intended to meet your Jiarong." Bai Xi came to Liu Ruoxue’s side, patting her shoulder as she said.
But the schadenfreude on her face was all too obvious.
At this moment, Bai Xi really wanted to say to Liu Ruoxue: Keep it up, put on another act, let me see!
Of course, if it weren’t for the presence of Huang Shansheng and He Shanyuan, she might have said it out loud.
But in front of professors like Huang Shansheng and He Shanyuan, Bai Xi chose to keep up her good side!
One can’t be too arrogant!
Keep it low-key!
Hearing Bai Xi’s words, Liu Ruoxue trembled all over.
At this moment, Liu Ruoxue’s face quickly turned pale.
Then she quickly said, "Professor Huang, I didn’t mean it, I really didn’t know it was you. Had you revealed your identity earlier, Jiarong and I would have definitely respected you greatly."
Liu Ruoxue was feeling a desire to die; she had just berated Huang Shansheng!
With this, would Huang Shansheng still take He Jiarong?
You have to understand, He Jiarong’s mentor in Columbia is the Mellen that Huang Shansheng speaks of!
And Mellen explicitly said, He Jiarong has reached a bottleneck, and to break through it, there’s only one person in the world who can help him, and that is Huang Shansheng!
But now...
"Why are you still standing there! Quickly apologize to Professor Huang." Liu Ruoxue turned and scolded He Jiarong.
This concerns He Jiarong’s future.
An artist’s future!
At this moment, He Jiarong also came back from his shock.
"Professor Huang, I’m sorry, I’m sorry! I was so angry I lost my mind, please forgive me." He Jiarong bowed and said.
At the same time, a flicker of infinite killing aura shone in his eyes.
Damn this Zhang Fan, if not for him, he wouldn’t have lost his composure in front of Huang Shansheng.
The loss of composure is minor, but he just insulted Huang Shansheng!
Huang Shansheng didn’t even lift his head as he said, "An old man like me, where do I have the qualifications to withstand your apologies?"
Hearing this, Liu Ruoxue and He Jiarong turned even paler.
"Professor Huang, it’s all my fault, please don’t blame Jiarong." Liu Ruoxue said with a face full of panic.
Her biggest wish is to see her son He Jiarong become a great artist one day.
This matter means everything to her, if her actions ruin He Jiarong’s future, she’d hate herself for life.
"No no, we don’t blame him! We’ve never even met, right? Don’t interrupt me while I’m having tea!" Huang Shansheng held the cup like a treasure, completely absorbed.
Seeing this, Liu Ruoxue’s eyes flashed!
"Professor Huang, I have quite a lot of Da Hong Pao, I’ll bring it to you some other day?"
Huang Shansheng shook his head, "Does it matter what tea we drink? Didn’t you see it was my disciple who made the tea?"
"I can have my Jiarong learn tea brewing, and we’ll definitely be filial to you!" Liu Ruoxue quickly said.
He Jiarong also nodded immediately, "Professor Huang, I can also make tea for you in the future."
Huang Shansheng looked up and glared, "Aren’t you guys annoying, who do you think you are? Are you my disciple?"
Upon hearing this, Liu Ruoxue’s face turned pale again.
It’s over, it’s over!
Huang Shansheng totally dislikes them now!
What to do! What to do!
Suddenly, Liu Ruoxue looked at Bai Xi!
"Xiaobai, you have to put in a good word for me, I really didn’t mean to, we are good friends!" Liu Ruoxue’s voice even carried a hint of sobbing.
Zhang Fan is a disciple of Huang Shansheng, and Bai Xi’s son.
Now, the only one who could help her is Bai Xi.
"Hehe, Ruoxue, it’s not that I don’t want to help you, this is the first time I’m meeting Professor Huang too." Bai Xi smiled.
At this moment, Liu Ruoxue was on the verge of madness.
Is it about the first time or not?
Your son is Huang Shansheng’s disciple!