Chapter 88

In the blink of an eye, it was the end of June.

Y Guo International Art Museum.

It was hosting the International Youth Art Exhibition.

Mu Youyu wore a simple blue dress, her figure slender, long hair loosely tied at the back of her head.

Not far away, a bodyguard followed.

Inside the Exhibition Hall, the lighting was soft, paintings and sculptures arranged neatly, the air filled with a faint scent of turpentine and plaster.

Mu Youyu recalled receiving a message from her teacher a few days earlier.

The teacher's tone was gentle, full of care: 【Ah Yu, since you're in Y Guo, go to the Art School and have a look! Getting a feel for the international art atmosphere beforehand will help your future creation!】

In short, the teacher knew she had come to Y Guo and wanted her to come here.

She had originally hesitated about whether to come, but since the teacher sent a message saying he wanted her to come.

Eldest brother was busy again, second brother didn't know what he was up to.

She brought a few bodyguards herself and then came.

Mu Youyu slowed her steps, her gaze sweeping over the familiar illustrators' works, her eyes full of focus.

When she wandered to the sculpture area, Mu Youyu stopped before a sculpture.

That sculpture had smooth lines, using light and shadow to the extreme, exactly the style she had seen in an art album before, very familiar.

The sculpture's color layering was handled exquisitely, the light and dark shading very well done.

It was more evocative than the photograph.

Mu Youyu's tone carried a hint of admiration: "This is Teacher Lin's new work……"

A clear female voice rang out in the quiet Exhibition Hall, the tone gentle, carrying the soft tenderness unique to a girl.

Not far away, a middle-aged woman in a suit turned her head at the sound; the woman was about forty, with a gentle demeanor, wearing an exhibition staff ID badge on her chest.

Upon seeing Mu Youyu's appearance, her eyes flashed with astonishment.

The girl's features were delicate, her brows and eyes retaining a youthful innocence, especially those eyes, exceptionally clear and moving, like autumn ripples.

She walked over slowly, her gaze landing on Mu Youyu's focused profile, smiling as she spoke: "Little girl, you're young but have good eyes; you recognized Teacher Lin's work at a glance—you must be studying art, right?"

Mu Youyu, upon hearing the three words "Teacher Lin," turned slightly, the corners of her mouth lifting in a faint arc, her tone humble: "I've studied for a few years, but I wouldn't call myself professional……"

Lin Tingsong is an international top-tier art master, a presence capable of holding up half the sky in the international art world!

Yet this master, despite over forty years in the field, has a personality kept extremely low-key; in the past ten years he has never appeared in the public eye, and even top-tier industry award ceremonies only show his entrusted agents.

And she is Lin Tingsong's sole closed-door disciple in his lifetime!

She has been studying painting with him since she was six, and it's almost ten years now.

From imitation to original creation, she gradually developed her own spiritual aura; her talent continually pleased Teacher Lin.

Because her family and she herself did not want her exposed to the public eye too early, they deliberately blocked all her information.

However, most people in the outside world and the art circle who pay a little attention to art have heard the title "Lin Tingsong's closed-door disciple"!

But aside from that title, the outside world knows nothing about her.

Lin Tingsong once anonymously submitted several of her paintings to an art exhibition; the tension in her brushwork and her ultimate control of color instantly stunned the entire art world.

Curious people speculated wildly, thinking it must be the work of some reclusive master or a top master's senior disciple, yet no one could figure out the background.

Until Teacher Lin Tingsong proudly posted a Weibo saying this was his closed-door disciple, did everyone then exclaim in admiration.

Nowadays, her paintings in the circle are already as hard to come by as his, and some are even willing to pay astronomical prices for one of her works!

Only a few elderly artists close to Lin Tingsong or family members know her identity and have seen what she looks like.

Moreover, few know that this mysterious painter, who makes countless senior peers glance askance and contemporaries look up in awe, is only fifteen years old this year!

And the title "Lin Tingsong's closed-door disciple," as her works circulate in the circle, has become the art world's most mysterious and most eagerly anticipated legend.

But whenever a work bearing the label "Lin Tingsong's disciple" appears, the entire art world falls silent.

Because everyone knows this is Lin Tingsong's most proud disciple, a future star of the art world to be expected!

The woman's admiration grew deeper, she shifted the topic and suddenly asked: "Do you know Teacher Lin Tingsong?"

Mu Youyu, upon hearing this, kept her tone gentle but with a touch of appropriate distance: "I've been fortunate to see Teacher Lin from afar a few times at exhibitions and heard his lectures, but I dare not say I know him."

She deliberately suppressed the teacher-student relationship.

When the time comes, the teacher will formally introduce her to the international art circle; that will be the best moment for her to publicly appear as Lin Tingsong's direct disciple.

In grand style.

After a pause, Mu Youyu raised her hand and pointed to the signature on the sculpture's base, her tone natural: "Actually, I could recognize it because Lin Teacher's name is written here."

The woman blinked, then smiled in realization: "I see, I was being abrupt……"

She had asked that just now because she saw the person was young and felt curious.

Mu Youyu smiled without speaking, her gaze returning to the artwork.

"Right, little girl."

The woman suddenly remembered something and kindly added: "Inside the Exhibition Hall, carrying painting tools, food, or recording equipment is prohibited…… you can only view quietly; if you like a work, you can note the artist's name you admire and follow their personal exhibition later."

Seeing that Mu Youyu was young but able to come to the international art exhibition alone, perhaps she was studying with her teacher, she kindly reminded her.

"Thanks for the reminder, I know." Mu Youyu nodded obediently.

She had been coming here since childhood, so she knew even without being told.

As they were speaking, a small commotion suddenly came from the Exhibition Hall entrance; several staff members hurried over, whispering something.

Faintly audible were the words "Mr. Lu, this way please."

Mu Youyu instinctively looked over and saw a tall, slender boy walk in, wearing a white shirt with black casual pants.

His skin was a cool porcelain white, almost translucent in the light; his finely carved features bore no excess decoration, his brows and eyes handsome, his sword-like brows slanting into his temples, the corners of his eyes slightly raised giving a sharp youthful air.

He exuded an arrogant, dazzling atmosphere.

It is Lu Yuchu.

He seemed to have just finished his schedule, his eyes slightly drooping with fatigue.

The few spectators around who recognized him had their eyes light up instantly, eagerly wanting to step forward for an autograph and photo.

But he was politely blocked by the accompanying assistant with an autograph photo.

After receiving it, the fans didn't continue forward, just watching from afar, lowering their voices in excited discussion.

Lu Yuchu's gaze swept over the hall; upon seeing the familiar face, his originally listless eyes instantly softened, and he strode over with long legs.

"Baby, you really are here!"

Lu Yuchu walked up to her, his tone full of surprise, reaching out to ruffle her hair, affectionate and natural.

He was invited over as a guest of the art exhibition.

Expecting that Mu Youyu would be there, he came specially to find her!

The few fans beside saw this scene, completely stunned, muttering quietly to the sisters beside them.

"Ahhh! It's Chu Chu! He really came to the art exhibition!"

"Chu Ge is so handsome!"

"Who is that girl? So cute, Chu Chu is so affectionate with her!"

Mu Youyu happily tilted her head to look at him, her voice soft and sweet: "Yuchu gege, long time no see!"

Lu Yuchu is a member of the Song family, her cousin, the youngest son of her third maternal uncle.

However, he has followed his mother's surname Lu since childhood, not Song.

The two have grown up together since childhood, their relationship especially close, but Lu Yuchu later got busy with his own affairs, so they rarely meet.

He only occasionally comes to see her, phone contact and such.

It doesn't hinder Lu Yuchu from doting on her, his only little sister, to the heavens.