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Everyone's gaze fell on Gu Xiaoqi. She gave a polite and distant smile and said, "I'm sorry, I don't plan on participating in this year's Wenhu event."

"Is Miss Gu scared?" Yan Qian added.

Mu Liancheng embraced Xiao Qi's waist, and said in a low and powerful voice: "Xiao Qi, there's no need."

Mu Liancheng openly protected her and it caused a lot of people to be displeased. Dong Meiyue spoke unrestrainedly and sarcastically: "You dare to be Ninth Master's girlfriend like this? You're really disgraced."

It was a very simple provocation, but Gu Xiaoqi had no choice but to take the bait.

She didn't want others to think that the woman Mu Liancheng liked was a coward.

Gu Xiaoqi stood in front of everyone with confidence, "Since everyone wants to see, then Xiao Qi will make a fool of herself."

After whispering a few commands to the maid, two easels about the height of a person were put up, and large brushes were arranged on both sides.

"Hur hur." Yan Qian laughed disdainfully, "Is Miss Gu trying to act out a painting?"

"Why? Can't I?" Gu Xiaoqi asked politely.

"Fine, fine, fine." "Yes," Yan Qian agreed, but her expression became even more contemptuous, "Miss Gu, everyone only has ten minutes, I wonder what kind of grand masterpiece Miss Gu will use this short ten minutes to create?"

In every year's literary talent, most of the female celebrities would perform music dancing. Very few would choose to draw or play chess, because these two things took a long time to understand. It wasn't like a song or dance, where even those who weren't proficient could understand.

Gu Xiaoqi smiled faintly, she did not care about Yan Qian's provocation, and openly stood in the center of the hall.

Gu Xiaoqi calmly washed her hands, took off the jewelry, and left the bracelet on her hand.

Gently kissing the bracelet, Gu Xiaoqi sat upright in front of the easel. With each hand, she took out a brush and skillfully dipped it into the ink.

Each stroke was astonishingly beautiful. Her delicate hands took advantage of the darkness to draw out the outline within two to three minutes.

"This Ninth Master?" Liu Ruoxue looked at the easel on the left in shock, and the calmness on her face disappeared.

Anyone with eyes would be able to tell that Gu Xiaoqi was drawing Mu Liancheng. Although the person in the painting didn't have any facial features, and was completely ink-black, with just a glance, it was obvious. As for the other painting, it was naturally Gu Xiaoqi.

"This is …" Draw with both hands! " Mu Shilian exclaimed.

Mu Kexin subconsciously asked, "Aunt Shi Lian, what do you mean by drawing with both hands?"

Mu Shilian explained with pride, "Every painting is a painting, and every mountain and every river is a human. It was said that there were people in this world who could multitask and paint with two hands. Not only that, there would be slight differences between the two paintings as well. "But I've never heard of someone capable of drawing two different paintings with their two hands, Xiao Qi really surprises me."

Hearing the undisguised praise from Mu Shilian, the faces of Yan Qian and the rest became even more unsightly.

Dong Meiyue grumbled unwillingly, "It's only drawing two paintings, what's so amazing about that!"

Someone who could not bear to see Dong Meiyue acting in such a manner retorting back, "Since there's nothing special about it, why don't you try it out on Miss Dong as well? It's a good opportunity to fight with Miss Gu."

"I, I'm not going!" Dong Meiyue was terrified. She stomped her feet and said, "It's not like I'm good at painting. If anyone wants to go, go!"

The words from outside the stage did not affect Gu Xiaoqi in the slightest. She immersed herself in the painting, focusing and indulging herself.

To an outsider, drawing with both hands was a simple action, but the painter himself knew that such a drawing would take a lot of effort. This was Gu Xiaoqi's first time drawing in his entire life.

In her previous life, she was trapped in the Mu Family House and couldn't see anyone else other than Mu Liancheng. Furthermore, she hated Mu Liancheng the most, so she could only play with him.

It was just that previously, she drew Mu Liancheng because she hated him, but now, her heart was throbbing uncontrollably.

Although this man seemed cold and indifferent, he was actually very emotional. He would calmly eat the dark food she cooked, would make the decision to support her when she was bullied, would give her face in front of others, and would use all kinds of methods to pamper her to the heavens.

All of the things that had happened in her past life were just passing clouds and mist. In this life, she would definitely change her fate against the will of the heavens.

Ten minutes were almost up, the movements of Gu Xiaoqi's subordinates became faster and faster, and the people became clearer and clearer.

Ding!

The bell rang and the brush stopped.

Gu Xiaoqi lowered her aching arms and fell into a warm embrace.

She sensed a familiar smell and called out without turning her head, "Ninth Master."

"I'm here." Mu Liancheng's originally calm heart became restless. His Xiao Qi had grown up.

After hugging for a while, Gu Xiaoqi pushed Mu Liancheng away and said indifferently: "Everyone, please look. This is my work, < Freshmen >."

"Freshmen?"

"Yes sir!" Not only was he her new student, he was also Mu Liancheng's new student.

Everyone exclaimed, Gu Xiaoqi called for the maid, then the two of them held onto the easel, and started putting the two paintings together.

"This, this is …" This time, everyone could not help but open their mouths wide.

The people who had originally formed their own pictures became one, and their gazes at each other became filled with a trace of deep love.

Many people at the scene were probably thinking: A literary talent like you can show your love, how shameless!

"Xiao Qi, I don't know how many surprises you have left!" Mu Liancheng was the most pleasantly surprised. Although Gu Xiaoqi had never rejected him before, she had also never clearly expressed that she liked him.

Let him know that the girl in his heart also liked him.

It was no surprise that Gu Xiaoqi had won this match, but there were some people who did not give up.

Liu Ruoxue gracefully walked out of the crowd, and gently said: "Miss Gu, I didn't think that your painting skills would be so outstanding, Ruoxue wanted to challenge you."

Again? Gu Xiaoqi's brain had grown big, the anger that she had been suppressing all this time immediately started to boil.

Were these people bullying her because they found her easy to talk to?

Since that was the case, then let them see whether Gu Xiaoqi was truly a soft persimmon or not!

Xiao Qi gave a fake smile, and said with a domineering tone: "Since it's like this, then let's go together. As long as it's someone who wants to challenge me, Gu Xiaoqi, I'll accept them all!"

He was overestimating himself!

Yan Qian and the rest looked at each other and stood up, "I want to challenge him!"

The four of them just so happened to be good at four aspects. Dong Meiyue was good at dancing, Yan Qian was good at singing, Mu Kexin was good at playing the piano, as for Liu Ruoxue, she knew all four of them, and the most outstanding one among them was the painting.

Gu Xiaoqi did not know about this, but she was completely confident in herself. Looking at the different types of beauties, Xiao Qi proudly stood there, "Time is of the essence, you four can go together!"

Liu Ruoxue responded first, "Okay!"

As the four of them discussed the music, someone loudly shouted, "It's rare to see such an exciting written competition, why not get a prize?"

"Mu Si is right! I have a Swiss watch here that's not worth much money and is just for fun. "

"I'll take out a bracelet and bet on Sister Kexin's victory."

"I also bet on Sister Kexin."

"I'm suppressing Qianqian."

The juniors began to clamor, but the elders did not say anything.

But among that group of people, other than Mu Shilian who pressed a pair of earrings on Xiao Qi, no one else won.

Suddenly, Mu Liancheng also walked over, his imposing manner forced everyone to take a step back.

Standing in front of the stage, Mu Liancheng took off the thumb ring on his left hand, and placed it on top, "I will pressure Xiao Qi."

"Lian City, you can't!"

"Ninth Master, how can this be!"

Almost everyone objected.

Because that thumb ring was none other than the symbol of the identity of the Mu Family's Patriarch.

Although getting the thumb ring would not benefit him, as a Mu Family Member, all of them still coveted for it.

At first, it was just for fun, but after Mu Liancheng finished speaking, Yan Qian and the others were dragged into the house and warned about their situation.

"Kexin, you have to win!"

"Qianqian, you have to go all out in this match!"

"Meiyue, if you lose the match, don't call me father!"

"Ruoxue, it's up to you."

The four of them stood in the center of the stage with fighting spirit. Yan Qian took out her trump card and chose to play < River and Mountain Snow >.

The three of them had indeed put in a lot of effort, and even the Mu Family Member who was familiar with them couldn't help but clap their hands repeatedly.

After the song, Mu Kexin's painting also finished.

It was a beautiful and dazzling painting, and even the flirtatious look at the corners of her eyes was vividly drawn. She seemed to have come alive.

"Good, good, good! This time, Sister Kexin and the others will definitely win, let's see how Gu Xiaoqi will resolve this! "

"Yeah, he dares to be so arrogant even in the Mu Family. Does he really think that it's some unranked place?"

"Sigh, looks like the Ninth Master's thumb ring is about to lose!"

The people who were praising Gu Xiaoqi just now were now making sarcastic remarks one after another, as if they had already seen Gu Xiaoqi lose.

Gu Xiaoqi did not panic at all, she still had that indifferent look on her face.

When it was Xiao Qi's turn to play, she was alone, so the instrument chose the lighter lute.

His bare feet touched the inkwell, and his feet were stained with ink. Gu Xiaoqi fiddled with the zither strings and sang loudly: "If I were to infuse this string with emotions, and travel northwards to resonate with it, and then take out this Tong Wood Zither for you, I will play it with such diligence …"

Following the music of the song, Gu Xiaoqi's bare feet danced on the step, the hem of her skirt was stained with ink and was smeared red.

One zither and one person. The air was filled with a sad and beautiful music, as if she was crying. Strong and longing feelings assaulted her face, making it difficult for her to breathe.

"Use your fingers to make a butterfly that flies up from the window frame, fly past my fingertips and eyebrows. Because you gradually became peaceful, breathe in and out, and let me hug you after you blow the lamp …"

With the lute in hand, they spun rapidly on the silk cloth, causing ripples to appear. At this moment, everyone forgot about the time and the place. All they saw was the beautiful lady in front of them.