ASTNovels Chapter 902 Between Master and Disciple
Chapter 902 Between Master and Disciple
Probably because the teardrops were too hot, Mr. Charles' eyelids moved and he woke up.
Seeing Charles wake up, Shen Qi quickly wiped off the tears on her face, but she couldn't hide her red eyes no matter what.
Charles opened his eyes, and his gaze froze for a long time before he saw Shen Qi's face clearly.
Charles smiled lightly: "After all, I still can't hide it from you!"
"Teacher." Shen Qi choked with sobs and said, "I'm sorry, I'm late."
Charles raised his hand to wipe away the wet tears from the corners of Shen Qi's eyes: "Silly girl, everyone has to take this step. What's so sad?"
"Teacher, the He family's medicine is still very good. I'll contact the family and ask someone to send a doctor." After speaking, Shen Qi was about to get up, but Charles grabbed Shen Qi's arm and stopped Shen Qi. Actions.
"Xiaoqi, I just didn't want to be a specimen without dignity, so I didn't tell you." Charles looked at Shen Qi calmly, and said: "People have dignity, and so does art. As a designer Master, I want to leave this world with dignity."
Shen Qi burst into tears again: "Maybe there is still a chance?"
"I've had several checkups. The cancer cells have metastasized, and it's at an advanced stage. Those treatments only delay the dying time, but they won't make a fundamental improvement. Xiaoqi, respect the teacher." Charles sighed: "I Having lived to such an advanced age, and having such a proud student like you, it is worth it."
"Teacher -" Shen Qi choked up for a moment, unable to speak any more.
"Come on, sit down, and chat with the teacher. I haven't chatted with you for a long time." Charles said with a smile: "While I am still awake, while I can still chat with you. Otherwise, after a while, you will just I can chat with my tombstone."
Shen Qi covered her mouth all of a sudden, tears rolled down again.
"Okay, okay, my little girl." Charles looked at Shen Qi with a smile: "Don't be like this, it will make me very sad."
Shen Qi nodded vigorously, wiped away the tears, sat in the original position, and began to talk about what happened to her recently.
Talk about your husband, your children, your work, and your designs.
In order not to make Charles feel that she was useless, Shen Qi also deliberately asked Charles about some work matters.
Sure enough, when he heard Shen Qi asking him for professional advice, Charles' spirit immediately improved a lot.
Charles thought carefully, and then gave his own suggestions, and repeatedly discussed with Shen Qi the tone and design concept of new products released in the new season.
Charles was indeed the king of the design world, he gave Shen Qi a lot of inspiration.
It made Shen Qi temporarily forget that Charles was still a seriously ill patient at this time.
The two discussed selflessly, and the atmosphere in the room was peaceful.
Feng Man Lun stood outside the ward and did not go in to disturb their discussion.
Perhaps, this is the best way to respect Mr. Charles.
The assistant stood in the corridor, sighed, and said, "Mr. Charles has been traveling all his life, and the one who worries the most is Miss Shen. They are just like father and daughter."
Feng Man Lun nodded in agreement.
The assistant took out a document from the bag, handed it to Feng Manlun, and said, "Originally this document was intended to be published together with the will. Now it seems that I will leave it to you for preservation, Mr. Feng."
Feng Man Lun reached out and took it, which was a summary of Charles' life's hard work.
If these summaries are spread, it will simply cause an earthquake and tsunami in the design world.
Obviously, these things are reserved for Shen Qi.
Mr. Charles really had high hopes for Shen Qi!
I didn't hesitate to drag my sick body, and wrote such a thick summary, just to leave a fortune to my beloved students.
"Okay, I'll pass it on to Xiao Qi." Feng Man Lun replied, "Let's wait outside and don't disturb Xiao Qi's reunion with the teacher."
The assistant nodded, glanced at the two people in the room, and left with Feng Man Lun.
In the room, after Shen Qi chatted with Charles for a while, Charles was obviously not in good spirits.
Shen Qi said: "Teacher, would you like to take a rest?"
"No. It won't be long before I can rest forever." Charles shook his head slightly, and looked at Shen Qi with a smile.
He looked like he was not suffering from illness at all.
Although the eyes are no longer clear, they are still gentle.
He looked at Shen Qi as if looking at his own child, full of nostalgia and strictness.
Shen Qi suppressed her tears from rolling down, forced a smile, and said: "Teacher, I'm really worried that I'll ruin your signboard in the future. The dignified Charles designer, there will be such a stupid student."
"Haha! It's okay!" Charles laughed softly: "I will ask God to forgive you a lot. Because you are still young, God allows you to make mistakes. Xiaoqi, do you want to listen to the teacher tell a story? "
"Okay." Shen Qi looked at Charles with bright eyes, and tried her best to force back the tears.
"Once upon a time, there was a little boy who was born in a very poor family. How poor was his family? His parents had to work in the manor every day, working from dawn to dusk, but they could barely make ends meet. At the age of five, the little boy That year, he showed his extraordinary painting talent for the first time, but in such a family, such talent is useless, it is better to be strong and take more part-time jobs in exchange for some meager remuneration."
"The family told the little boy that painting is a privilege for rich people. Ordinary people just want to have a better body, and then learn a skill in the future, such as driving a car or gardening. In short, it is a person who can The ability to eat a full stomach."
"The little boy doesn't believe in evil, so he insists on learning painting. But there are so many children in the family and they are very poor, how can he start to learn? So the little boy began to think of a way to steal books from the manor where his parents worked. Some I missed it once, was discovered, was beaten and bruised and thrown out, and even my parents lost their jobs.”
Shen Qi listened quietly, without saying a word.
"The little boy was punished for getting into trouble. His parents were very disappointed with him, so they sent him to a relative's house far away, and cut off contact with him. Fortunately, this little boy, a distant relative, had no children at home. So he raised this little boy as his own. When the relative discovered the boy's talent, he was overjoyed and brought him a lot of books for him to learn from."
"The little boy was nourished and grew up very quickly. At the age of eight, he created a painting. This painting was sent to the auction house by his relative and sold for a large sum of money. Since then, this relative has Force the little boy to paint every day, and then make a profit from it." Mr. Charles smiled at Shen Qi when he said this.