Heartwarming Aristocratic Marriage: Influential Master's Wife-Chasing Strategy

Chapter 732 - Strength Slaps the Face, Having a Good Wife (2)

Chapter 732: Strength Slaps the Face, Having a Good Wife (2)

The students were discussing spiritedly. Someone had already asked Song Fengwan what works she was going to showcase tonight.

“Won’t you know later?” Song Fengwan lowered her head to check the program list, ignoring these people.

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After the banquet started, the discussions were reduced. After the first few song and dance programs began, the awards started one by one. Song Fengwan’s special encouragement award was usually at the front. After all, the first prize and the special award were definitely the finale.

When Song Fengwan was on stage, Jiang Ershao’s cheers were the most enthusiastic.

The man beside him tried his best to reduce his presence.?I wish I never knew this idiot.

But he was quite grateful to Song Fengwan. At the very least, his brother wasn’t as reckless and unrestrained as before. He even thought that when Fu Chen and Song Fengwan got married, he would definitely give them a big gift to express his gratitude.

Qiao Xiyan tilted his head and looked at Jiang Ershao not far away. The light was very dim, so he couldn’t see the man’s face clearly. He only heard his clamoring voice and frowned slightly.

Are boys nowadays all so crazy?

She has a boyfriend, yet he’s still pursuing her so fiercely?

Other than some leaders of the art school, the award presenters were also the judges. Tang Jingci was among them. All the procedures were carried out systematically. When the second prize was awarded, a girl didn’t leave the stage with all the students but stared at Tang Jingci.

“What’s the matter?” Tang Jingci tilted her head to look at her.

“Miss Tang, it might be because of your father, but I really don’t know what right you have to stand here.” The girl’s voice wasn’t loud. Coupled with the commotion below the stage, only some people around them heard her questioning.

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A student immediately wanted to bring her down and came over to persuade her. “Let’s talk later. The banquet is currently underway. There are many leaders in the audience. Go down first.”

The girl was very stubborn and kept staring at her.

The award ceremony was boring to begin with, so everyone originally lacked interest. They didn’t expect there to be trouble. Seeing that there was no movement on the stage for a long time, they knew that something had happened and instantly became quiet.

“Are you feeling guilty, so you’re chasing me down? Don’t touch me.”

Tang Jingci smiled instead of getting angry. “Don’t pull her. Give her a microphone. If you have any questions, you can ask them openly.”

Actually, most people in the art industry had some quirks, but they were all very aloof. For example, Gao Xue’s plagiarism incident had already made her notorious in the industry, and people were always despising her in private.

The girl took the microphone. “Miss Tang, many people in the school have questioned your ability and feel that you aren’t worthy of being a judge. They even said that you played favorites and helped Song Fengwan win an award.”

The scene instantly fell silent. Tang Jingci took a microphone from the side. “I’ve heard a little about your doubts. First of all, regarding my ability, I’ll prove it to everyone later, and I’ll invite you to watch it up close on stage.

“Secondly, regarding favoritism and fraud, it’s completely false. All the drawings we received were handed to us by the school. There are only drawings and no student names attached. I received the same things as all the judges.

“Although Song Fengwan and I are senior and junior sisters, I have been greatly influenced by the Western schools of thought. Her style is inherited from Old Master Qiao and has a Chinese style. Later, when the list of award winners came out, I found out that the drawing was hers. You can check the scoring record I submitted.

“My score for her work is on the low side. It’s a ten-point system, and I scored it less than eight. There are too many subjective factors for scoring. Just because I like her doesn’t mean I like her creative style.

“If you don’t believe what I said, you can apply for an inquiry from the school. There are five judges, and there’s no such thing as removing the highest and lowest scores. We take the average score. Perhaps without my score, she might have attained a better award.”

This was the first time Song Fengwan heard this…

So I was deceived by Cousin-in-Law?

She actually said she doesn’t like my creative style? I’m so sad.

She was really shot without even doing anything.

The girl held the microphone, and her palms were already sweating.

“After the award ceremony ends, I’ll prove to you why I can be a judge.”

Originally, Tang Jingci’s works would be exhibited later. But because of the sudden incident, she changed positions with one of the teachers.

On the huge stage, a four-meter-square Xuan paper was supported by a flat wooden board. She chose a few brushes and poured out some ink. It looked similar to sculpting. The thick knives were for shaping, and the thin knives were for fine sculpting.

The large brush swiped and splashed ink. It seemed as though no one could tell what she was drawing at all. After drawing an outline, she drew carefully and slowly formed a shape.

The surrounding students pressed down on the corners, and someone followed her and poured ink…

The girl was very close and only saw her standing there without any support. She was holding a brush, and her wrist didn’t shake at all. Other than when she dipped the brush in ink, she almost didn’t stop at all.

She tried her best to see Tang Jingci’s every step clearly, but her movements were so fast that she couldn’t see some places clearly.

About ten minutes later, on the four-meter-square white Xuan paper, a breathtaking scene of Yuhe Tower appeared in front of everyone. Even the bamboo forest at the corner was vivid and lifelike.

No one even knew how she embellished the bamboo.

At this moment, a video on stone sculpting was playing on the big screen. It was the scene of Tang Jingci carving a large stone sculpture. The video was in fast motion.

It was an ancient divine beast. She used pencils to draw and knives to carve. Her movements were very clean and refreshing. Although the video only lasted five minutes, it recorded all the procedures of her drawing and carving in detail.

Afterward, there were some works on display, including some jade bottles and carvings that everyone was familiar with. Some of them had even won awards overseas, but almost all of them were under a pseudonym.

But Tang Jingci had the award certificates, which couldn’t be falsified.

It was normal for people in the creative industry to use pseudonyms.

Tang Jingci raised her hand and wrote her name on a corner of the Xuan paper. She took a stamp, dipped it in red ink, and stamped her name on the Xuan paper. “My father has never used his master’s reputation to promote himself. He’s afraid of being careless with his words and actions and attracting criticism against his master. His requirements for me are the same.

“If you have the ability, go out and make a name for yourself instead of relying on your father.

“I’ve already given the large stone sculpture in the video to your school. You should be able to see it soon. If you still have doubts about my ability, you can look for me anytime.”

Actually, Tang Jingci only had a few awards in her hands, but it was enough for her to be a judge. Tonight, she used her strength to slap some people’s faces.

Especially Qiao Xiyan’s.

This man actually said that my hands are clumsy?

Just by watching the video, experts could tell that this was definitely something she had practiced since childhood. Some things could be accomplished in one go with talent, but carving wasn’t. Without experience, it couldn’t be done in one go.

Sitting in the audience, Qiao Xiyan subconsciously rubbed his fingers.

Their eyes met, and Tang Jingci actually gave him a fierce look.

Did I offend her?

Why does she look a little provocative?

At this moment, an old professor of the art school reached out to touch his shoulder. “Xiyan, your little junior sister’s skills might be better than yours. At the very least, she has a large stone sculpture. There are very few people of this standard in China.

“She’s hidden deeply. That painting isn’t bad either. The standard isn’t top-notch, but it’s also an excellent work.

“Like father, like daughter. Xiyan, do you feel threatened?”

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Qiao Xiyan smiled bitterly.?Are my wife’s skills really better than mine?

His hand was a little itchy.

What if people said in the future that his skills were not as good as hers?

Could he bear listening to it?