The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 165: Fault 063: Part One (Second Update)_1

Translator: 549690339

Apart from Xu Yajun, they couldn’t think of a second person who could write in the Liang style so well.

“Did she outperform herself?” Chairman Xue also felt astonished.

He stopped his conversation with Butler Jiang and walked over to the judges to have a look.

With this glance, Chairman Xue was somewhat stunned.

“This…” Chairman Xue thought he understood Xu Yajun like the back of his hand. Although finding the right artistic conception could sometimes be difficult, the basics were there. He held the work with fervent eyes, “This isn’t Yajun’s handwriting. Yajun definitely doesn’t have this kind of wrist strength!”

Not Xu Yajun’s?

Then whose was it?

Where did this dark horse come from?

The seven judges looked at each other, perplexed.

Jiang Fulai, who had been sitting at the front and gazing down at his computer, finally lifted his head. His slender fingertips tapped on the table decisively, and he uttered two indisputable words, “Bring it.”

Chairman Xue wanted to take another look.

But hearing this voice, he didn’t dare refuse and respectfully handed over the work.

Jiang Fulai took the piece, looked down, and his eyelashes covered the pale hue of his pupils as he silently examined the writing.

The most captivating aspect of him was the almost imperceptible pressure he exerted. Without doing anything, just sitting there casually, his very presence was enough to make people dare not approach.

At this moment, as he gazed down in silence, Chairman Xue couldn’t bear it.

The entire selection room was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.

Only Butler Jiang by his side could withstand it a bit.

After Jiang Fulai had looked for quite some time, Chairman Xue couldn’t hold back any longer and sought help with a glance towards Butler Jiang.

Butler Jiang also felt it strange. He bent slightly, lowering his voice, “Young Master, the plane is about to take off…”

“Hmm,” answered Jiang Fulai as he returned the work to Chairman Xue, picked up his laptop with one hand, and took a few steps. Then he seemed to remember something, and looked indifferently toward Chairman Xue, “Double the funds, and send this year’s first-place work to the Jiang Family.”

“Ah?” Chairman Xue was slightly stunned.

Jiang Fulai cast a glance over.

It wasn’t that his expression had changed, but his sharp, knife-like face emitted a chilly aura.

Chairman Xue shivered involuntary and hurriedly replied, “Alright, I’ll personally deliver it!”

Finally, the man left.

The selection room instantly warmed up, as if spring had returned to the land.

The other judges immediately surged forward, “Chairman Xue, let me have another look. Where did this person come from? This is not even on the same level as the others!”

After one of them had finished admiring the work, they suddenly asked, “How should we judge this?”

All seven turned their gaze to Chairman Xue.

Chairman Xue looked at the piece and slowly made a decision.

The scores weren’t fully tallied yet, so names couldn’t be revealed. Chairman Xue took out his phone and called the human resources department, “Check the list of participants for this year’s Lanting Award Art Prize.”

He was familiar with most of the contestants this time.

Xie Jinyun and his apprentice Xu Yajun.

Each of them was like a bully amongst the rest, how could there suddenly appear such a person?

Bai Lian had no idea that because of her work, the seven judges had spent the whole night discussing it at the Traditional Calligraphers Association.

And had not slept all night.

Wednesday.

Early in the morning, around six, Ji Shaojun arrived to see Bai Lian sitting on the stone table, eating and talking at the same time.

“Who are you talking to?” Ji Shaojun put down a carton of milk, not seeing Ji Heng in the kitchen or the yard.

He had just finished speaking when a faint voice came from the bathroom, “It’s the growth hormone. Pinching the back of the cucumber will inhibit the growth hormone…”

Ji Shaojun:

What was all this about?

He could understand growth hormones, but why pinch a cucumber?

Ji Shaojun didn’t understand, but he didn’t dare say anything else.

After Ji Heng came out, Ji Shaojun finally spoke quietly, “Xu En has invited our family out for dinner, Dad, Alian, what do you think?”

Xu En had a very good impression of the Ji Family as a whole, with their upright and noble characters. If he was to marry Ji Mulan, it was only proper to invite them to discuss wedding matters over a meal.

Ji Shaojun also held a good opinion of Xu En, a courteous man, far superior in conversation skills compared to the Ren Family.

He had only this one sister, Ji Mulan.

Even when Ji Mulan had run away from home to marry into the Bai Family, Ji Shaojun had never given up on his sister.

Now that she had found a decent future, Ji Shaojun was happy for her. Of course, if Ji Mulan could improve a bit as a mother, Ji Shaojun might be even happier.

“I have class,” Bai Lian spoke leisurely, “I missed two days and need to catch up.”

“How did you miss two days of classes?” Ji Shaojun was unaware of her participation in the Jiangjing competition.

Bai Lian drank the last sip of milk and smiled at Ji Shaojun, “I went to see what Jiangjing was like. If it’s good, I’m considering applying to Jiangjing University.”