Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady Chapter 326 - 326 The Competition

Chapter 326 - 326 The Compet.i.tion

326 The Compet.i.tion

Jiang Xue thought of Shen Xi’s drawing skills and her heart was filled with jealousy. If she had grown up in the Jiang family and had been taught by famous artists in large inst.i.tutions, she would be a hundred times better than Shen Xi for sure.

It was the poor Shen family that had delayed her talent in painting!

Jiang Xue’s heart was filled with resentment, and even her eyes revealed her unwillingness.

The last segment was a drawing compet.i.tion. Although it was called a compet.i.tion, it was actually a segment for Xue Liu to accept disciples.

Xia Huang’s seat was next to Jiang Xue’s. When she saw Jiang Xue frowning and thinking hard, her mood was instantly lifted. “A pheasant is a pheasant. Without a certain level of strength, don’t even dream of becoming a phoenix. You’ll become a joke for no reason.”

Jiang Xue glanced at Xia Huang expressionlessly, then turned her gaze back to her hand that was holding the brush, not knowing what to do.

She hadn’t picked up a brush in years. How could she draw? There was no theme, so what was she going to draw? Jiang Xue’s mind was blank.

Jiang Xue closed her eyes and tried her best to recall the scene when Lu Shan taught her how to draw, as well as the few ink-wash paintings that Lu Shan had hung at home.

Although Jiang Xue despised Lu Shan’s painting skills and works, she had no other choice. She was fine as long as she could draw it.

Xia Ling looked at Jiang Xue, who had already closed her eyes. She thought that Jiang Xue had given up. The mockery in her heart intensified. Indeed, a country b.u.mpkin from a small place could never show her face.

Jiang Xue finally remembered why the painting of roses looked so familiar.

On the wall of the Shen family’s house, there was a similar rose painting. She had practiced painting when she was eight years old. At that time, she had thrown hundreds of pieces of paper before Lu Shan reluctantly agreed.

Once she made up her mind, Jiang Xue began to mix the ink and started to paint. In the beginning, she didn’t use the right force. She used too much force on the first stroke. She almost cried when the ink spread uncontrollably on the paper.

Xue Liu looked at Jiang Xue’s expression and was displeased.

Just now, she saw that Jiang Xue’s ink-grinding technique was quite standard and thought that it was quite rare. However, when she came over and saw such a pile of ink, she was naturally in a bad mood.

Xue Liu’s disciple would represent her, so she naturally wanted to take in someone with a foundation instead of pure novices who knew nothing and she even had to guide the foundation.

Xue Liu snorted coldly and turned to leave. Jiang Xue was a little fl.u.s.tered. She took a new piece of paper and started again.

On the other side, Xia Huang was already waving the paper freely. Her confident look made Xue Liu very satisfied.

Jiang Xue took a few deep breaths and continued to search for the composition of Lu Shan’s painting in her mind. Then, on a new piece of paper, she practiced her brush control a few times according to what Lu Shan had taught her.

The people around Jiang Xue laughed softly as they watched her actions.

“What’s that person doing? Don’t tell me that she’s practicing how to control her pen right now.”

“Oh my G.o.d! Such a person actually dares to compete for the disciple position of the Xue family. Is she crazy?”

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It wasn’t that Jiang Xue didn’t hear the discussions around her, but she couldn’t care about that now. This opportunity was very important to her.

Finally, she managed to hold the brush and began to draw exactly as Lu Shan’s painting in her mind.

The wait was torturous. Xia Huang confidently displayed her painting in front of Xue Liu. The moment she received Xue Liu’s nod, Jiang Xue’s heart was so nervous that it was about to jump out of her throat.

When Jiang Xue showed the painting to Xue Liu, she felt uneasy.

Xue Liu looked at the ink rose in front of her. Her original nonchalance instantly changed.

She slowly got up and looked at the painting in disbelief. She asked coldly, “Did you come up with this idea yourself? Can you tell me what your painting is trying to express?”

Jiang Xue swallowed her saliva nervously. She couldn’t understand why Xue Liu didn’t ask the people before her. Could it be that Lu Shan had copied the work of some great artist when she drew this painting?

Jiang Xue cursed Lu Shan in her heart. However, she was still thinking about what Lu Shan had said when she explained the artistic conception to her.

Jiang Xue jumbled what Lu Shan had said at that time. “I was looking at the ink rose painting just now and the idea of this painting suddenly popped up in my mind. That painting is just as Master Xue said, it represents hope amid the devastation.”