The four guest panelists in the back naturally couldn’t continue their tour. Xu Qingmei put on a brave face and forced a smile, just to make herself seem less embarrassed as she walked back.
Jiang Lingxi put down the VR glasses, and after returning to her seat, her actions answered the earlier question.
Jing Huai silently told himself to focus, but as he picked up his pen, he couldn’t help but glance in Xu Qingmei’s direction.
Having spent some days together, he could barely read some of Xu Qingmei’s subtle expressions.
Don’t be fooled by the smile still on her face; inside, she’s probably furious.
As he withdrew his gaze, he glanced in Jiang Lingxi’s direction, still finding it hard to believe.
How dare Jiang Lingxi!
It’s just a heritage-type variety show; their main profession is still acting.
How could she dare to offend Xu Qingmei, already a household name domestically and now going international?
Isn’t she afraid of being limited in the entertainment industry in the future, or even unable to get roles under Xu Qingmei’s influence?
It wasn’t until an extra drop of paint accidentally deepened the mixed color on his palette that Jing Huai hurriedly regained his focus.
Either way, it’s none of his business!
Yet the quiet discussions in the audience hadn’t stopped.
After all, this show isn’t as lively as others, although you can appreciate the live on-site creation of young artists rarely seen before. But aside from the faint background music, the atmosphere is indeed a bit dull.
At this moment, everyone is not discussing Jiang Lingxi confronting the Actress, but focusing on Shen Yunqing calling her "Miss Xu."
"What a vintage title! I never thought the beautiful Actress would one day be called ’Miss Xu,’ giving off a middle-aged woman’s vibe instantly."
"But when Mr. Shen says it, it’s not that surprising. I just imagined Mr. Shen calling her the Actress like us, and uh, it feels a bit awkward!"
"But he could have called her Miss Xu, right? Calling her Miss Xu makes her sound old!"
"Have you forgotten? Although the Actress looks young, she’s in her late thirties nearing forty, and most people at this age have kids in school."
"I don’t know if others would be happy being called ’Miss,’ but I doubt the Actress would be."
Xu Qingmei indeed couldn’t stay cheerful at this moment; it was more like a storm brewing in her heart.
Previously, Shen Yunqing had called her Miss Xu, but that was in a private setting without many around, and probably no one other than her cared about it.
But this time, being called Miss Xu in front of everyone, it’s imaginable that many would start realizing her not-so-young age.
Age is the Achilles’ heel of any woman, especially for her.
Originally planning to be high-profile, now she had to keep a low-profile.
Jiang Lingxi, nicely done!
Li Wanxuan had wanted to speak earlier, but Shen Yunqing beat her to it. Content originally comes from NoveI(F)ire.net
She glanced at him, then at the figure on stage seemingly unaffected, and couldn’t help but curve her lips into an amused smile.
These young ones, they really become more of a match the more you look at them!
After Xu Qingmei, two Judges also took turns to take the stage.
Yet, they silently walked a circle before returning, deliberately keeping their voices low, remembering not to disturb the panelists, learning from what just happened.
Li Wanxuan and Zhang Nachuan, with the highest seniority and respected status, were naturally in the last rounds to take the stage. So, as an hour passed into the second half, Shen Yunqing got up from his seat.
Watching painting is essentially quite a monotonous process. Even with seven people creating alternately, there would be moments of aesthetic fatigue.
Until they saw the silhouette long sitting quietly emerging on stage, everyone spirits seemed to lift.
"Finally, this one is on stage for the tour!"
"If we had such an invigilator during our exams back then, I absolutely wouldn’t mind him standing right behind me watching!"
"Uh, that’s because you’re a genius! I couldn’t do it; someone that good-looking would make my legs weak!"
Shen Yunqing passed quietly behind the panelists.
As he passed by Lu Sen and Qian Yaya, he merely glanced at their canvases without stopping.
Not until he reached the spot between Jiang Lingxi and Shen Huchen did his steps pause for a moment.
Everyone’s attention followed his movement, then halted.
Shen Huchen tightened his grip on the brush; the almost inaudible footsteps behind him made him involuntarily tense under the gaze coming from behind.
Fortunately, the gaze only lingered for a brief few seconds before moving on, prompting him to heave a sigh of relief.
This sigh, caught by the microphone attached to his collar, echoed throughout the venue.
"Haha, this young guy is Shen Huchen, right? Mr. Shen’s presence is that intimidating? Look how nervous the youngster gets!"
"Am I seeing things, or do Shen Huchen and Mr. Shen have a similar facial contour?"
"And both share the surname Shen; my imagination is running wild!"
"Brothers? Uncle and nephew? Definitely not father and son at least!"
"The info provided earlier didn’t mention Mr. Shen’s age, maybe he just maintains really well and is actually older."
"With my extensive experience as a senior beautician, Mr. Shen is absolutely not over thirty, around twenty-five or so—thus impossible to have such an old son!"
"Alright then, I’m relieved."
"What are you relieved about? Even if he’s single, do you stand a chance?"
"I’m relieved there’s still no one suitable for him yet!"
Qian Yiheng listened to the nearby young ones’ quiet discussion, amusedly shaking her head inwardly.
It’s true what they say—ignorance is bliss, at least she wouldn’t dare utter such bold words.
Yet Mr. Shen participating in such a show was beyond her expectation too.
She wondered if those students back in school, who had attended his lectures, would regret not grabbing a ticket to admire their idol if they knew he was here!
She decided to keep her mouth shut when she’s back, or else she would definitely attract a lot of resentment!
Qian Yiheng silently made up her mind.
Jiang Lingxi could feel that Shen Yunqing was right beside her, now observing the painting she had nearly completed.
On the canvas appeared drifting clouds and misty mountains.
After a stroke, taking advantage of cleaning the brush, she slightly turned her head to glance at him.
Others might not know, but she was well aware that the Divine Painter, mentioned several times in the previous rapid-fire round, was now acting as the invigilator.
Her look questioned: How is it?
Shen Yunqing barely perceptibly nodded, responding silently: Very good!
Their exchange of glances lasted only a moment; brush cleaned and dried, Jiang Lingxi turned back and continued drawing with confidence.
She liked painting all kinds of cute animals, yet her landscapes were also decent, especially after receiving positive feedback from the Divine Painter just now.
Someone in the audience, noticing Shen Yunqing standing there for a while, took off their farsighted glasses to look closely before putting them back on, and hearing their companion speculate the relationship between the two Shens, hesitated to say:
"Hey, does anyone think, that Mr. Shen and Jiang Lingxi’s clothes resemble a couple’s outfit?"