Being tortured by her whole family, she no longer pretends to be a real daughter!

Chapter 154 Ali

Zhao Mengqing opened the folded rice paper, spread it out on the table, took out his glasses and put them on, observing it carefully.

His expression was so serious that it seemed as if he was examining a rare treasure.

This girl's handwriting is upright and beautiful, with the brush strokes moving in mid-air, going straight in with force and strength.

It's quite refreshing.

Gong Huayang also came closer to take a look. He knew a little about calligraphy. As he looked at it, he touched his chin and said, "Girl, I didn't expect that you are not only good at chess, but also good at calligraphy."

Zhao Mengqing's eyes were still wandering over the rice paper, and he couldn't help but ask, "Girl, who taught you this calligraphy?"

"My master taught me."

"Who is your master?"

"I don't know her name, and she never mentions her name."

Lin Yusheng couldn't help but recall the appearance of his master in his memory. It was a very beautiful face. Not only was the face beautiful, but the figure, temperament, and posture were all beautiful.

She often holds a string of Buddhist beads in her hands, and has a warm and unique fragrance on her body.

The master always looked at her with loving and gentle eyes.

So kind and gentle...it often gave her the illusion that a mother was looking at her own child.

Apart from chanting scriptures and reciting Buddhist scriptures, the master spent the rest of his time teaching her to read, write and practice the piano.

Before returning to the Lin family, her name was not Lin Yusheng, but Jiang Yusheng. This was the name given to her by her master, who always gently called her by the nickname "Ali".

She didn't know where this nickname came from. After all, "Ali" and "Jiang Yusheng" had nothing in common.

She asked the master, and he said it was just a random suggestion.

Lin Yusheng suddenly missed her a little, the woman who gently called her "Ali", the woman who accompanied her to fish and catch shrimps, and the woman who taught her astronomy, geography, and how to write.

As I thought about it, my eyes became red.

"Strange, there's not even a name."

"Girl, your calligraphy skills require years of practice. I'm sure your master has put a lot of effort into your calligraphy practice. How come you don't even know her name?"

Zhao Mengqing asked in confusion.

Lin Yusheng didn't react at all. She stared blankly at the table. Suddenly, tears welled up in her eyes. "But I just don't know her name..."

Yeah, she didn't even know her name.

Lin Yusheng suddenly felt a little sad.

Seeing Lin Yusheng crying, Zhao Mengqing was immediately startled, "Hey... girl, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying for no reason? Ouch... this... are you okay?"

Lin Yusheng sniffed and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes. "My master and I have been separated for three years. I miss her a little bit."

In her heart, that woman's status has long been no different from that of her mother.

But she left so suddenly.

How could she not be sad?

"I'm sorry, girl, I accidentally touched your sore spot." Zhao Mengqing didn't know what had happened, but he thought it must be something bad.

He didn't ask any more questions about the previous topic, but took a look at her school uniform and asked, "Are you a student at South China Middle School?"

"Yeah." Lin Yusheng nodded.

"Senior year of high school?"

"Yes."

Zhao Mengqing rarely saw a young person with such beautiful handwriting, and he couldn't help but want to cultivate her, so he asked, "Girl, your handwriting is very good. Do you want to participate in the calligraphy competition?"

Lin Yusheng was stunned. "Calligraphy competition? I don't know much about it."

"It doesn't matter if I don't understand. I really like your handwriting. If you enter it in a competition, you will definitely get a good ranking."

He was being conservative.

This girl can write to this level just by practicing. If she seriously submits her work for the competition, it will be more than just a matter of getting a ranking.

It must be enough to amaze all the judges.

"How do I participate in the calligraphy competition?" Lin Yusheng asked.

Seeing her interest, Zhao Mengqing quickly said, "I'll have someone arrange for you to participate in the competition. You just need to write the words for the competition."

Lin Yusheng thought about it and thought that since his master had such beautiful handwriting, he should be considered a calligrapher.

If she got to know some people in the calligraphy world, she might be able to get some clues about her master.

"Okay, I'll participate."

Zhao Mengqing touched his chin. The easiest way to get Lin Yusheng to participate in the competition was for him to write a letter of recommendation.

However, as the vice president of the association, he has nothing to do with Lin Yusheng. If he writes this letter of recommendation, it may cause controversy.

"Girl, you just said you're a student at Huanan Middle School. This year's calligraphy competition has seven spots for Huanan Middle School. These seven spots will ultimately be decided by Feng Peide, your school's calligraphy teacher. Feng Peide is a member of my association. I'll tell him to put your name up. That way it seems more reasonable. What do you think?"

"I'm fine with anything." Lin Yusheng didn't care much about it.

Zhao Mengqing walked aside and made a phone call.

Feng Peide was flattered when he received the call, "Vice President?"

It was precisely because Feng Peide came from a calligraphy association that he was specially hired by South China Middle School to teach calligraphy to the rich second-generation students in the international class. Zhao Mengqing, as the vice president of the calligraphy association and a leader in the calligraphy world, was naturally someone Feng Peide respected very much.

"Xiao Feng, I have a good student here. She writes well. Please include her in the list of participants from South China Middle School this year..."

Zhao Mengqing put forward his request in a concise and clear manner.

Feng Peide agreed repeatedly and promised to get the matter done.

From what Zhao Mengqing said on the phone, it seemed that he admired the girl named Lin Yusheng very much.

How rare.

Vice President Zhao has always been very strict with calligraphy and never praises anyone easily.

He was actually curious about how good the girl's handwriting was, to the point that Vice President Zhao personally called him to tell him about it.

Lin Yusheng came out of the Municipal Cultural Center and was very happy to receive a Gong family heirloom vase and an ancestral jade bracelet.

Gong Huayang was also very happy because he got the jade lion that was passed down from the Zhao family.

Zhao Mengqing was a little unhappy, but his sadness was somewhat diluted because he met a rare talent that only comes once in a century.

It can be regarded as everyone getting what he needs.

Lin Yusheng called his grandmother who was far away in a small town and asked if she was okay.

My grandmother has a brain tumor and needs regular radiotherapy. The Lin family is still covering all the expenses for her treatment as promised, so she has no financial burden recently. However, radiotherapy is only an auxiliary means and cannot cure the disease.

However, she recently asked Yang Yan to find out a piece of news, saying that there was a case of this type of brain tumor being cured by surgery recently. She has not yet found out the whereabouts of the surgeon, but she learned in advance that the equipment used in this operation was imported from Beihanzhou and the cost was extremely expensive.