Old Master Lu was still thinking of picking out another gift for Qin Sheng.
Now that he was stopped by Qin Churou, Old Master Lu was a little unhappy.
His gaze fell on Qin Churou.
Although Qin Churou had undergone plastic surgery, he still recognized Qin Churou.
He smiled coldly in his heart. Wasn't this Qin Churou who had seized Qin Sheng's identity and wanted to participate in the competition by slandering Qin Sheng for using someone else's painting in the previous selection of the H City's Youth Painting Competition?
Old Master Lu was patient. He asked with a straight face, "What's the matter?"
Old Master Lu obviously didn't like Qin Churou.
Qin Churou's expression was a little stiff, but she quickly adjusted it.
She nodded and said, "Old Master Lu, I'm a fan of your paintings. I like your paintings very much."
