Chapter 06

Four heads huddled together, as the screen slid, they realized how absurd their misunderstanding was.

Zhao Jingya didn't believe him, feeling disappointed in her heart, but still argued: "When you asked her if she knew Shen Sinan just now, she didn't give a direct answer because she couldn't explain how she knew him logically."

The atmosphere inside the pavilion was very awkward. An Xun, on the other hand, sat calmly on the wooden chair, either unaware of the awkward atmosphere or ignoring the other four people. One hand leisurely played with the ends of his hair, while the other hand played with his phone.

Si Yu hung up the phone and walked over, handing the student ID to Da Chuan. Da Chuan was about to leave when he suddenly noticed a slender finger on the other side, holding a student ID with the same ISIC label, reaching out in front of him.

Si Yu didn't go into the pavilion, but walked to the lake to make a phone call. His slender figure and outstanding temperament attracted the attention of the girls around him.

They said: "Ah?"

Da Chuan "Oh" exclaimed, although he had doubts in his heart, but seeing more and more people lining up, he didn't say anything more. He took his student ID and ran out, almost bumping into a girl walking towards him from the pavilion. The girl didn't care, she didn't even look at anyone, she just stared straight ahead with her bright eyes fixed on An Xun as she walked towards him. She stopped in front of An Xun and asked nervously, "Excuse me, are you An Xun?"

When they arrived, there were still many vacant spaces in the parking lot, but the ticket office had already formed a queue.

An Xun came back with Da Chuan. At that time, the four people in the pavilion had already adjusted their emotions. Although An Xun's eyes still looked strange, his essence had changed.

Si Yu stopped talking. Zhao Jingya looked at him blankly, seemingly expecting him to express his opinion. However, he turned a blind eye, implying that he was not interested in the conversation. Seeing that everyone was silent, Zhao Jingya felt a bit uneasy and pushed Da Chuan's arm, asking, "What are you doing?"

Oh my goodness! The girl covered her mouth in surprise and said, "I thought I misheard when I heard someone calling your name just now, but the more I look, the more it looks like you. It's really you! You're my idol!"

What did they say?

All as stupid as Da Chuan!

Of course, I heard it loud and clear. Zhao Jingya nodded confidently, "She is definitely not a serious girl."

And the question of whether or not to sell, which Zhao Jingya referred to, finally has a more reasonable explanation, which is likely to be her artwork, as suggested by An Xun.

Siyu lightly laughed: "In the process of reasoning, Miss Detective, the premise is that you are not sure if your conclusion is correct."

Zhao Jingya increased the volume, "I heard it loud and clear, could there be any mistake? Qingqing also heard it."

Two boys sitting in the Anxun car have been looking at Anxun with astonishment and strangeness since they received the group message. Zhao Jingya remained the same, raising her chin and not speaking, showing her determination not to associate with her through actions. Qingqing couldn't find any topics for a while and sat there dryly.

Da Chuan also saw the situation where An Yun was just surrounded by people, plus the student ID in his hand, he realized that it seemed to be true as Si Yu said, there should be some misunderstanding in it, thinking of the few people who were still backbiting before, feeling guilty in his heart. He returned the student ID to An Yun and asked, "Fairy sister, what school is written on it, Accademia di Belle Arti di Firenze?"

ISIC, International Student Identity Card.

This atmosphere continued until Dachuan rushed back in a hurry. "Half-price for student ID! I forgot about it," he rummaged through his backpack and shouted to Siyu, who was making a phone call not far away, "Siyu, give me the student ID."

"Ugh... " Da Chuan turned around with a bitter expression, as if everyone's faces were saying—her words choked me, how can I still strike up a conversation?"

Four people looked at each other, and two boys spoke first. They asked Zhao Jingya, "Why do you have an international student card on the periphery? Why do people still want to sign and take pictures?"

Zhao Jingya's face was flushed, she was extremely embarrassed. Previously, she had confidently claimed that An Xun was not serious. However, the young girl had already reached a height that Zhao Jingya could hardly reach in her lifetime. Despite this, Zhao Jingya still looked down on her from the bottom of her heart.

A few people entered the park one after another from the entrance. Si Yu still appeared quiet and reserved, with his hands in his pockets, walking leisurely on one side.

The atmosphere in the pavilion has become even more eerie.

Si Yu remained silent, with both hands in his pockets leaning against the pillar, watching them.

Oh my! Da Chuan is naive. Although he doesn't really believe that An Xun is that kind of person, he also knows that Zhao Jingya, although a bit willful, is not the kind of person who would make up such things. He scratches his head and looks at Si Yu, saying, "People can't be judged by their appearance, right?"

An Xun saw his silly and cute expression and couldn't help but laugh. Si Yu said to Da Chuan, "Go ahead, An Xun is joking with you."

When Sī Yǔ heard the name An Xún, he did not immediately associate her with the genius painter until he noticed the hand-painted pattern on her luggage when he helped her carry it. His suspicion was further confirmed by the painting studio on the first floor of the villa. After seeing the oil paintings hanging on the wall, he was certain that this An Xún was the Master An mentioned by Shen Sīnán. However, he did not expect that An Xún would be a young girl in her early twenties.

Qingqing hesitantly whispered, "It seems to be exactly what Jingya said..."

The girl is very cute, and when she gets excited, her face turns red. She sees An Xun as friendly and bravely asks, "Can I have your autograph? Can we take a photo? I also want a hug."

An Xun, born into a scholarly family, with a grandfather who is a renowned master of traditional Chinese painting, and a father who is an economics professor at the Berkley Business School. As for herself, she is an outstanding student at the top-ranked art academy in the world.

安浔笑 , 凉亭拥挤 , 她站起身 , 轻声对她说 : `` 都可以 , 我们去那边拍。 ''. Translated Result: An Xun smiled. The pavilion was crowded. She stood up and whispered to her, "Either is fine. Let's go over there to take pictures."

安浔歪着脑袋看着他笑, 似乎觉得他的问题很蠢: ``难道东京大学不在日本?''。 Translated Result: An Xun tilted her head and looked at him with a smile, seeming to think his question was silly: "Isn't the University of Tokyo in Japan?"

One of the boys picked up the phone that hadn't turned off yet, lowered his head to take a look, and surprisingly found it was An Yun's encyclopedia information.

As soon as Zhao Jingya's voice fell, there was a loud "bang", and a mobile phone was suddenly thrown onto the wooden table in front of them. The four of them were startled at the same time and looked up at the owner of the phone.

After this incident was reported by domestic media, An Xun also became famous overnight. However, the art circle is ultimately not as highly regarded as the entertainment circle. In front of those who know her, she is a great master, but in front of those who don't know her, she is just an ordinary girl. So they don't know that she is also taken for granted.

I know her. I remember mentioning that her name sounded familiar when I first heard it. It was in the news a couple of years ago, where they said she was a rare Impressionist painter of this century.

Da Chuan "Ah" exclaimed, staring blankly at An Xun, not knowing whether to leave or stay, and asked with difficulty, "Will the fake one be discovered?"

It's possible... she's an internet celebrity. Zhao Jingya is still holding on.

Are you also a foreign student, An Xun? Da Chuan asked while turning his head to look at Zhao Jingya. Zhao Jingya frowned, looking incredulous.

It was Da Chuan's idea to come to Tingnan, because his holiday assignment is to study the mutual influence between Southeast Asian culture and Chinese culture. Tingnan is located along the coast and is close to various Southeast Asian countries. Moreover, the primitive forest park in Tingnan has many staff members from Southeast Asia, which will provide him with valuable interview materials.

During her sophomore year, An Xun's painting sold for 220,000 euros. At the time, she was only 19 years old, and people were amazed by her youth and beauty, as well as her unparalleled talent in painting. European media called her the most spiritual and promising Impressionist painter, and since then, she has become famous in the European art world.

Looking up, An Xun was not surprised. He smiled and said, "It's me."

You guys sit, you guys sit, of course I'll take care of this kind of thing, after all, it's to accompany me. Da Chuan invited them to sit under the nearby pavilion, and then he happily ran off to queue for tickets.

Da Vinci, Michelangelo...

An Xun seems to be very familiar with the road. The car is driving very fast, but fortunately Si Yu is skilled at driving, otherwise we really couldn't keep up with her.

Da Chuan held his phone and tapped on it incessantly without lifting his head, saying, "I told the two people in the group about what you just told me."

She said and took the lead to go out. The girl happily made a V gesture to her companions not far away and bounced along out of the pavilion.

I saw online that they can earn hundreds of thousands in one night," Zhao Jingya said, only then realizing that she sounded too much like a gossiping woman behind someone's back. She stole a glance at Si Yu, who was driving expressionlessly, and felt a little relieved. Then she changed her tone and tried to make up for it, saying, "Actually, I didn't think so at first. It was mainly confirmed when I heard her make a phone call."

No one paid attention to him, as if everyone was waiting to see a joke. Da Chuan had to force a smile and said, "I don't really understand the art circle. Haha, does your school have any famous alumni?"

An Xun glanced at the student ID and said, "No, I paid for it."

An Xun held up his student ID card and saw Da Chuan staring blankly without knowing how to respond. He asked, "Don't you need a student ID card?"

Si Yu didn't even flinch and said, "It must be a misunderstanding."

Si Yu put away her phone, "I can guess a little."

Are you sure you heard clearly the content of her phone call? I really don't believe that An Xun is selling herself. The boys already had a skeptical attitude, and now they are even more incredulous.

Although it sounds very high-end, Da Chuan has indeed never heard of it. He scratched his head and said, "In Italy?"

That boy handed his phone to Si Yu and asked, "Si Yu, did you already know that An Xun is a painter?"

An Xun took the student ID and put it in the bag, and replied, "Florence National Academy of Fine Arts."

Zhao Jingya raised her head and said, "Right, I'm not making it up."