The dean of the Imperial University’s College of Fine Arts was so excited his body trembled. He strode forward and grasped Bai Chuwei’s hand, his voice filled with emotion, "Child, you can paint too?"
Bai Chuwei, this student, was incredibly capable of surprising people.
Once the young girl made a move, it was always a treasure that shocked everyone.
Just look at how she cracked the Chen Family Conundrum that had remained unsolved for eight hundred years, posed a world-class mathematics problem for the entire mathematics department of Imperial University, not to mention the Earthquake Sensor and Chinese System that surpassed "Super Brain Scholar"—wasn’t each one a treasure?
The dean had already subconsciously felt that anything Bai Chuwei produced would definitely be something precious.
Isn’t it so, with so many people present and after he had been refused the option to use a painting to buy another painting, Bai Chuwei stood out. She had come forward!
If... he was just hypothesizing, but if Bai Chuwei’s painting was as world-shaking as the other things she had created, then... it was very likely that the time had come for Chinese painting to go global!
As the dean of the College of Fine Arts at Imperial University, he too harbored such lofty ideals—to let Chinese painting reach the world and to have foreigners begin to greatly admire China’s traditional paintings.
"Oh my God, I am about to witness the birth of a world-famous painting! Bring the camera closer, damn it, I’m giving a gift to whoever tips."
"Damn it, I live in the Imperial Capital, and today I was reviewing for the end of term at school. What a misstep!"
The scene was exceedingly noisy, where one could hardly make out what was being said amidst the clamor.
Liu Zheng watched Bai Chuwei intently. Bai... Miss Bai?
He remembered what Uncle Liu Jingyuan had said, "Everything the Liu Family has now was given by our ancestors."
He did not understand why Uncle Jingyuan would refer to Miss Bai Chuwei as an ancestor, but he knew that Bai Chuwei was no ordinary person.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Bai Chuwei gracefully walked to the wooden table and lifted the brush.
The fans began to blow rainbow farts excitedly at the scene: "Look at the way Immortal Teacher holds the pen—what is this? This is professionalism!"
"Immortal Teacher can paint? This is the first time I’m hearing about it. Seriously asking, how does Immortal Teacher manage her time? I bet if she did a show about it, everyone would tune in."
"Come on, guess what Immortal Teacher is going to paint? I’m ready to be amazed!"
Admiring fans in the crowd shouted loudly, "Immortal Teacher, let me grind the ink for you!"
Someone else, not to be outdone, shouted back, "Immortal Teacher, paint on my back, and I’ll never bathe again."
Bai Chuwei ignored it all, and deliberately dipped her brush in the ink on the inkstone, meeting the expectant gazes of everyone present, a smile played at the corners of her lips.
Ah, it seemed many people were looking forward to the ancestor’s painting, weren’t they?
Bai Chuwei, with the brush loaded with ink, did not begin to paint on the pristine rice paper but instead walked towards Li Can.
Li Can: "...?? What does she want with me?"
The others too didn’t understand Bai Chuwei’s actions.
A fan willingly explained on behalf of Bai Chuwei, "She must be seeking inspiration from Immortal Teacher, be prepared to witness a masterpiece."
Bai Chuwei walked up to Li Can, her body exuding a beguiling scent of medicine.
Li Can was momentarily lost, slightly confused, and asked in a stiff Mandarin, "What do you want to do...!!!" Follow current novels on novel-fire.net
Everyone present: "!!!"
The previously noisy exhibition hall fell silent in an instant.
With the brush in her hand, Bai Chuwei lightly touched Li Can’s forehead, drawing a big turtle.