The rich voice on the other end of the line gradually came into her ears.

Lin Xia Hua took a deep breath and calmed her emotions. She ran the words through her mind, unhurriedly speaking.

"Hello, Mr. McLean, this is Lin Xia-hua."

"Miss Lin Xia Hua?" McCauley still had an impression of him but his enthusiasm had cooled down a lot. He asked in a flat tone: "Is there anything I can help you with?"

Lin Xia Hua had originally thought of a series of reasons, but after thinking it over for a while and finding it troublesome, he decided to speak frankly.

"Mr. McLean, I'd like to see you."

"Meet?"

"I have something I want to show you."

"I even thought that your radiance had returned." McLean's teasing tone was clear. He had regained his usual coldness and calmness, but underneath his teasing enthusiasm was unfamiliarity.

Lin Xia Hua could hear it, but did not say anything. She continued to speak in a neither humble nor haughty manner: "Then Mr. McLean, would you like to meet me?"

Macley frowned. He considered for a long time and finally agreed.: "Alright, set the time."

He was a little more tolerant and curious about this person who had once dazzled him.

"Okay, thanks."

Lin Xia decided to spend the afternoon of the day after tomorrow in a coffee shop on Li Street.

Tomorrow, she would spend the entire day perfecting the design, and eventually, she would not be able to find any flaws. Finally, she put down her brush and picked out a set of ordinary clothes to wear tomorrow.

She had originally been worried that she would be stopped by Xu Zimo when she left, but during her one day break, he mistakenly assumed that she had calmed down and thus, she was temporarily relieved.

In the afternoon of the day after tomorrow, she walked steadily out of the Xu Family's residence in front of everyone.

It was afternoon by the time she got to the Rue de la Riviera, half an hour ahead of the appointed time.

McLean was a punctual foreigner. He hated being late the most, so he usually arrived five minutes early. When he arrived, he saw Lin Xia-hua's voice and felt a little better.

McCauley sat down and ordered a cup of coffee. His lips curled up slightly, but his eyes were filled with the usual pride. He slowly said, "Miss Lin Xia Hua, what do you want to show me?"

He took out a complete design from his bag and handed it over, slowly saying, "This is the design that I drew. I only have one wish, and I hope that you can take a look at it and give me your evaluation and modifications."

She had lost the glow of Macley's passion, and she needed to be humble about other things.

After all, McLean was someone she couldn't normally touch.

He had seen a lot of designs in his life, and with his own strength as capital, he thought that Lin Xia-hua was here to try again as a model. When he heard that she had come for the designs, he could not help but look at her with disdain.

His design was an old profession that he could not be more familiar with.

He nodded slightly, his eyes full of contempt.

However, for the sake of face, he still picked up the design and roughly examined it. His gaze suddenly froze, and the astonishment in his eyes became obvious.

McCauley straightened his body and started to concentrate. His vision was getting hotter.

Anyone could draw a blueprint, but the new design, structure, and details were undoubtedly the best he had ever seen a novice draw.

Not only that, this person was actually Lin Xia Hua!

Macley carefully examined it twice and then put it down. He looked at Lin Xia Hua with a complicated expression and slowly said: "Miss Lin Xia Hua, did you draw this yourself?"

"Yes, I drew it. Is there any other problem?" Lin Xia Hua nodded her head in full politeness.

"Oh, my god!" "You're the most talented woman I've ever met. Even if you're not good at modeling, your design talent is still on par with mine."

This sentence was undoubtedly equivalent to affirmation.

"This is your strength. Miss Lin Xia, you have really made me look at you in a new light."

"I'm very happy too. I can still bring back some light."

"Reclaiming light? "No, no, no!" "This is another of your lights, just as dazzling."

Lin Xia Hua stared blankly for a moment before lightly nodding her head without making a sound.

This was the reality. Only those with the same level of strength would be able to obtain the corresponding admiration.

Lin Xia Hua had that talent and strength.

McLean rekindled his admiration for Lin Xia-hua. He had spent the afternoon discussing design with her, and she had benefited from it.

Lin Xia Hua held the teacher's attitude to humbly ask for advice, understanding the concept of design and some theoretical experience.

She had her own selfish thoughts. She wanted to leave a path for herself in the future, and not live off of the promise of ink.

When the coffee in front of him ran out, he suddenly remembered that he still had a meal to eat tonight. He briefly told Lin Xia-hua that Lin Xia-hua was sensible and nodded, got up, and left the coffee shop with him on an excuse.

Macley thought that the more he looked at her, the more obedient she seemed, and the more pleased he was with her.

She opened the door, leaned forward, and held out her hand.

"Please."

Lin Xia Hua did not even have the time to nod and thank him before she heard a flurry of hurried footsteps. Lifting her head, a bright light flashed before her eyes as shutter sounds sounded one after another.

"May I ask who you are with, Mr. McLean?"

"Did you come out alone with her because you had something to do with it?"

"Please answer my question, Mr. McLean. Are you here in China because of this woman?"

".."

Lin Xia Hua came back to reality. They encountered reporters, and judging from those questions, they were probably just gossiping. She gave a cold sigh and shrank back.

If Xu Yimo saw that he was on the news, he would probably find trouble with him.

"Hey, is this the Fairy Goddess? So familiar. "

"Right, right?"

Lin Xia Hua's heart skipped a beat as he felt a faint sense of unease.

He was recognized by someone?

"Please be quiet," said Macley, his voice thick, and for a moment the reporters were in awe of him.

He cleared his throat and spoke slowly, "You came at just the right time to prevent me from announcing it publicly. What I am saying here, please do not tamper with it or I will be held accountable. "

The crowd went silent, but from the looks of it, most of them were much more obedient.

McLean glanced at her with satisfaction, then slowly lifted Lin Xia-hua's hand and said.

"She, Lin Xia Hua, will be my disciple from today onwards."