After Yan Yong left, a man behind Mo Zixing whispered: "Master, why are you paying attention to him? He has been cheating outside under your guise."

Hearing this, Mo Zixing was stunned and turned to look at him: "What did you say?"

"He said you are his teacher. Because of this identity, many people raised prices for him, otherwise... would he be there now?"

The man glanced at the direction Yan Yong left and said disdainfully.

"Haha, it's not wrong for him to say that. He was one of my students back then."

Mo Zixing didn't care much about this and chuckled a few times.

"Master, if you say so, then you will have too many students."

The man curled his lips.

"Senior Brother Third, are you jealous? Someone is competing for favor with you?"

Another younger man said with a smile.

"Bad, I can't stand his face!"

The man rolled his eyes.

"Okay, whether he is under my name or not, I have indeed read his paintings, which are pretty good."

Listening to the words of the two apprentices, Mo Zixing waved his hand.

"As long as he doesn't do anything bad, just want to find a 'identity', then let him go."

"Master, you are just so easy to talk to."

The man whispered.

"If it's hard to talk, are you there now?"

A man in his fifties replied.

“…”

The man stopped talking.

The other five people, including Mo Zixing, also chuckled.

As time goes by, fewer and fewer people around you.

Mo Zixing, with six disciples, would stop from time to time, talking about the inspiration for creating this painting and the meaning he gave it to him.

Some, six disciples have heard of them, and some have never.

Those who came to watch the exhibition also listened with their ears, and Mr. Mo explained it himself, but it was too rare!

"Old Mo."

Lin Yiming came with Tang Luo and Chen Han.

"Yiming?"

Mo Zixing was a little surprised when he saw Lin Yiming and then smiled.

"Haha, why are you here?"

"Isn't this to see Mr. Mo's art exhibition? I want to cultivate my sentiment."

Lin Yiming finished speaking with a smile, and greeted six legitimate disciples, and he knew them all.

The six disciples are also very polite. They all have a few paintings, which are in Lin Yiming's hands!

Moreover, the price is not low!

"Is that so? This doesn't look like you."

Mo Zixing smiled and his eyes fell on Tang Luo and Chen Han.

Tang Luo had a smile on his face, his expression was calm, and he had no admiration or excitement.

However, Chen Han was excited and nervous.

"Old Mo, let me introduce you to me. This is my brother, Tang Luo."

When Lin Yiming saw Mo Zixing looking at Tang Luo and Chen Han, he took the opportunity to introduce him.

"This is Tang Luo's sister, Chen Han, Mr. Mo, she is your fan and admires you very much."

Hearing Lin Yiming's words, Mo Zixing's eyes flashed. It was impossible for ordinary people to introduce this guy like this!

Tang Luo?

This name...is a bit familiar!

"Hello, Mr. Mo, I'm very happy to know you."

Tang Luo spoke first and greeted Mo Zixing.

"Haha, Hello, Mr. Tang."

One thought flashed by one, Mo Zixing nodded and looked at Chen Han again.

"Hello Miss Chen."

"Hello, Mr. Mo, just call my name."

Chen Han said hurriedly.

"good."

Mo Zixing nodded with a smile.

After a few greetings, Lin Yiming and the others followed Mo Zixing and started to walk in the art exhibition.

Mo Zixing communicated with Lin Yiming and the others from time to time, and Chen Han nodded from time to time like a small fan.

After a while, Mo Zixing was a little tired, so he went to the rest area and invited Lin Yiming and the others to join him.

"Old Mo, this time I came to Zhonghai, didn't you make an appointment with my grandfather?"

Lin Yiming thought of Tang Luo's attempt to make Chen Han become a disciple and began to get close to Mo Zixing.

"Well, I've called your grandpa. When I finish the past two days, I'll visit your grandpa."

Mo Zixing nodded and said.

"Haha, then when you go, you must tell me, if I am influenced by you."

Lin Yiming said with a smile.

"You boy... tell me, is there something wrong?"

Mo Zixing has the status today not only because he is very good at painting. Lin Yiming used to be not very interested in painting, but today he is very interested. Obviously, there is something wrong.

"Well, you always see it."

Lin Yiming coughed dryly.

"Then what, Mr. Mo, what do you think of Xiaohan? She is very talented in painting and is called "Huaxia Micheer"

Hearing Lin Yiming's words, Mo Zixing was stunned and looked at Chen Han.

Huaxia Micheer?

Chen Han's pretty face was flushed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get in. What a mess Brother Lin said!

The six direct disciples also looked at Chen Han. Are they very talented?

Tang Luo looked calm and said a few words of praise. It was normal.

Isn’t this the case in this society now? If you want people to pay attention to it, you have to boast a few words first and sell yourself out.

"Haha, is that?"

Mo Zixing laughed.

"Does Chen Han have such a strong talent for painting?

"Old Mo, don't listen to Brother Lin's nonsense. He is joking with you."

Chen Han waved his hand quickly, but she couldn't stand it.

"Old Mo, Xiaohan likes to be modest... You see, you have accepted six direct disciples, but not a female disciple. If you accept another female disciple, it will be a good story if it spreads it!"

Lin Yiming said with a smile.

Hearing this, Mo Zixing and the six disciples looked strange. It turned out to be the purpose?

"Yiming, you should know that I no longer plan to accept disciples... I am old and have not experienced so much. I don't want to mislead my children."

Mo Zixing looked at Chen Han and said with a smile.

"It's okay, sister Xiaohan is not afraid of being mistaken."

Lin Yiming also smiled.

“…”

Mo Zixing was speechless, how could I answer what you said?
To be continued...