CHAPTER 1191: CHAPTER 237: SILVER-TONGUED AND SATISFYING

This Teacher Gao is called Gao Qi, her family is also influential, and she currently teaches at a university, specializing in humanities and history. She was a student of Old Master Zhuang, and she has some accomplishments in art appreciation, so most people present know her well.

"Does Teacher Gao know Elder Master Qi Junxin?" Yun Ya asked a question that couldn’t be simpler, causing Ye Xiaoxiao to chuckle; this scoundrel is still making a last-ditch struggle.

Gao Qi glanced at Yun Ya, with a touch of respect mixed in her seriousness: "Elder Master Qi Junxin was the most outstanding painter of the last century. He pioneered a monumental era and is truly someone worth our respect."

Gao Qi holds Elder Qi in high regard.

Yun Ya curled her lips: "It seems Teacher Gao is quite knowledgeable about Elder Qi, so may I ask whether you have read Elder Qi’s autobiography?"

Gao Qi frowned slightly, unsure of the girl’s intent, but she answered truthfully: "Of course, I have read it."

"In Elder Qi’s autobiography, there is a Chapter where he told a story. Does Teacher Gao still remember it?"

Gao Qi looked at her, not knowing what she was up to.

The girl stood on the high platform, under the spotlight, drawing all the attention.

"Elder Qi’s grandson was very naughty, yet Elder Qi adored him deeply. Whenever the master was painting, the little grandson would always be mischievous. Though the master would scold him, he never really blamed his grandson. This is likely the affection every elder has for their grandson. This painting ’Spring Light’ was created in 1988, when his grandson was five years old, a truly innocent and lovely age. Spring was in full bloom, everything was reviving, and a little child was running with a kite amidst the green hills and waters. It was indeed the most beautiful spring light on earth, which was also Elder Qi’s original intention for creating it."

In fact, ’Spring Light’ portrays the back view of a little boy running. The most artistic value lies in the atmosphere rendered and the title of being the master’s final work. Most people know about it and don’t find it surprising; they wonder what Ji Yunya is going to say, watching her with curiosity.

Ye Xiaoxiao sneered: "Ji Yunya, stop being mysterious here, a bet is a bet. What, are you planning to renege?"

Yun Ya smiled brightly: "Can’t Miss Ye wait even a few minutes?"

Ye Xiaoxiao snorted coldly: "I’m just waiting to see what you can come up with."

Gao Qi nodded in agreement.

Yun Ya continued, ignoring Ye Xiaoxiao: "In the book, the master told a story. When the little grandson was born, his mother died during childbirth, and it was the master who raised him, caring for him meticulously. He invested all his efforts in this child, but he needed to focus entirely when painting. Fearing his grandson would run off, he came up with a method. He tied a wristband on the little grandson, one large and one small, connected by a rope, with one on the adult’s hand and one on the child’s hand to prevent him from running around. This way, the child wouldn’t go far. But the grandson was naughty, at an age of jumping and running, curious about everything. While the master was working, he secretly opened the master’s drawer, and when scolded, accidentally dropped the seal to the ground."

At this point, Gao Qi seemed to realize something, her eyes suddenly brightening because she understood Ji Yunya’s meaning.

Zhuang Xiyue also realized this and looked at the painting again; her smile deepened, knowing that her family’s Yun Ya is the smartest. That little girl could wait and see about bowing her head to Yun Ya.

"Elder Qi’s seal got chipped, although it wasn’t severely damaged, it lost a corner of the dot atop the character ’Xin’. The seal was hand-carved by Elder Qi’s late wife before her death, cherished like a pearl by him. Having a corner chipped was more painful than being stabbed, and he immediately scolded the grandson. The grandson cried loudly, and Elder Qi felt heartbroken. He lamented in his autobiography that it was his first time scolding his grandson, and regretted it immensely later. The child sulked for two days before talking to him again. To cheer the grandson up, he personally made a kite; the eagle on the kite was drawn by Elder Qi himself overnight. The grandson was indeed very happy, flying the kite on the lawn. Watching his playful and lively back, Elder Qi smiled with satisfaction. This is also the background to the creation of ’Spring Light’."

Yun Ya’s voice was gentle and clear, like a pristine stream narrating, easily drawing everyone’s attention. Someone asked: "So, what then?"