Chapter 217 This Lady, Have We Met Somewhere?

The call was from Mr. Bai.

Mr. Bai said on the phone that the Painting and Calligraphy Association recently planned to paint a painting and give it to Mr. Lu for his birthday. While there was still time, they each painted one and finally chose one of them to send over.

Zi Yi answered and hung up the phone.

Then he looked at Song Lingluo.

Song Lingluo smiled and asked, "Does Xiao Zi have something to do? If you are busy, go first."

Zi Yi thought for a while, and suddenly said, "I'm going to the Painting and Calligraphy Association. If Sister Song is okay, you can come with me."

Since she was here to test her, Zi Yi felt that she should behave in front of her.

Song Lingluo was a little surprised: "Does Xiao Zi know someone in the Painting and Calligraphy Association?"

Ziyi nodded.

Song Lingluo was even more surprised. The investigation did not say that she could draw, so how could she know people from the Painting and Calligraphy Association.

You must know that the masters of the Painting and Calligraphy Association are all national treasures.

Because of doubts in her heart, Song Lingluo agreed.

The two went to the Painting and Calligraphy Association.

Once outside the gate of the Painting and Calligraphy Association, Song Lingluo pretended to cough, and then said to Zi Yi, "My throat is a little itchy. I might have caught a cold with the air conditioner."

After speaking, she motioned for the bodyguard to bring her a mask and put it on.

Zi Yi guessed that Song Lingluo must know the people in the Painting and Calligraphy Association.

She didn't reveal it either. After Song Lingluo put on the mask, the two walked in.

As soon as they entered the hall, a group of little old men surrounded Zi Yi.

"Little friend Zi came just in time, shall we wait for you?"

"One little friend, come quickly, let's talk to you about what kind of painting is suitable for Mr. Lu."

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Zi Yi smiled and pointed to Song Lingluo who was standing by the door: "My friend came with me, she has to sit down first."

Only then did everyone see Song Lingluo who was standing there as if in a daze.

Bai Lao looked at Song Lingluo, rubbed his chin and thought about it, and asked uncertainly, "This lady, have we met before?"

"No." Song Lingluo suddenly recovered from the shock, and replied, "It's possible that someone you know and I look more similar."

Bai Lao nodded: "It's also... But why are you still wearing a mask?"

"Cough, I have a little cold, and I am worried that it will be passed on to the masters."

Ziyi looked at Song Lingluo with a smile in her eyes. She said to everyone, "Sister Song is very kind, so don't keep asking, Grandpa Bai."

"Haha...Okay, I won't ask."

Bai Lao said busyly to the staff standing in the corner: "Hurry up and serve tea, and go to Yuxiangzhai to buy some cakes, then don't go hungry, one little friend."

Old Bai still remembered the last time Zi Yi was starving after painting.

Zi Yi was not embarrassed, and added, "I want to drink milk tea."

Then he asked Song Lingluo, "Sister Song, do you want to drink?"

Song Lingluo originally wanted to say not to drink it, but suddenly she wanted to taste it, "That would be troublesome."

She needed something sweet to suppress the shock in her heart.

After she finished speaking, she looked at Zi Yi, who was surrounded by a group of masters, and she always felt a little mysterious.

These masters who are usually very arrogant, and many people want to ask them to paint a picture depends on their mood, but they are so enthusiastic about a little girl.

Those who were so enthusiastic that they didn't know, thought Ziyi was their granddaughter.

The Lu family had a lot of contact with people in the painting and calligraphy world. Song Lingluo would occasionally come over to ask the master to paint a picture or inscribe a character for the family. Why had she never heard of Ziyi?

Song Lingluo suddenly wanted to see Ziyi's paintings as soon as possible.