Chapter 56 Maybe She Was Wrong

The moment all the cameras were focused on her, Cen Wan was in a trance for a moment.

She stood there without moving.

Jiang Yunlan smiled and said, "Ms. Cen rarely appears in front of the camera, so she might not be used to it. Please give her some time."

Cen Wan didn't expect this part, and no one had communicated with her in advance, so she was suddenly exposed in front of all the cameras.

Shen Yixiao frowned slightly, and just as he was about to step forward, Jiang Yunlan grabbed him and whispered, "This is a good opportunity for Miss Cen. It can promote their studio and increase its fame. She is also willing to do it."

Shen Yixiao pursed his lips and paused. When Mei Ran Studio had signed the contract, there was a section about cooperating with publicity. They really wanted to make the studio famous.

Xiao Lin was also a little confused and subconsciously looked at her: "Sister Wan?"

Cen Wan came back to her senses, patted her arm soothingly, smiled, and slowly walked onto the stage.

She didn't want to be too high-profile or exposed to the media, but she wasn't shy either. Since she was already in a difficult situation, she decided to promote the studio well.

Cen Wan just wanted to come to the solo exhibition today. She was wearing a long white down jacket, with her black hair draped over her shoulders. She didn't wear any makeup, but she still looked very beautiful.

Her eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, her lips are red and her teeth are white, and her temperament is cool. Her skin is fair and clean, and there is not a single flaw to be found under the camera.

She stood at the edge of the stage and took the microphone from the staff.

Cen Wan wasn't used to being stared at by so many cameras, but she still spoke calmly:

"Hello everyone, I am a pigment artist at Mei Ran Studio, and I am also the person in charge of the pigments for Ms. Jiang's exhibition."

"All our pigments are mineral pigments, hand-ground from natural ores. For example, the red in this painting comes from cinnabar ochre and other raw materials, while the green comes from malachite, Hetian jade, etc."

"Well-known works like 'A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains,' Dunhuang murals, and thangkas all use mineral pigments. These minerals come from nature and have been precipitated over time, making them very stable and durable."

"Ms. Jiang and Xingchen have put a lot of effort into this exhibition and have shown their utmost sincerity. I hope that Ms. Jiang's paintings will be as durable as these pigments, lasting for thousands of years without fading. Please give us your support."

Shen Yixiao's hands hanging at his sides loosened little by little, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Cen Wan spoke confidently and eloquently about her expertise and pigments. She introduced mineral pigments without overwhelming them, and even promoted the exhibition.

A reporter asked several related questions, and she answered them all fluently without any fault to be found.

Jiang Yunlan's fingers gripping the microphone tightened little by little, her nails almost breaking, but she still had a decent smile on her face.

Cen Wan is a new face and not from the circle. After the media finished asking questions, their attention quickly returned to Jiang Yunlan and Shen Yixiao, and they all gossiped about the relationship between the two in a roundabout way.

After Cen Wan finished speaking, she walked off the stage without listening to their answers.

"Sister Wan, you were so calm just now. I was so nervous down there." Xiao Lin looked at her with starry eyes.

Cen Wan curled her lips. "Really? I almost gave out Ziyao's phone number when I was introducing the studio details just now."

"Really?" Xiaolin widened his eyes.

Cen Wan: "I lied to you."

“…Sister Wan!”

Cen Wan smiled and said, "Okay, let's go to the art exhibition first. We haven't had a proper look around yet."

Xiaolin looked at the stage and said, "Aren't we going to watch it anymore?"

Cen Wan shook her head: "I won't watch it anymore."

Her mission had been completed, and there was no need to stay and listen to those emotional entanglements.

On the stage, Shen Yixiao had just answered the reporter's question when he caught a glimpse of Cen Wan turning around and walking into the exhibition hall.

There were still media asking questions in the audience. A hint of impatience flashed in his eyes, and he glanced at Chen Yu with a lack of interest. The latter immediately understood, took the microphone from him, and began to deal with the reporters.

Shen Yixiao turned around and left from the backstage without even glancing at anyone else.

Jiang Yunlan's teeth were almost broken, and his jealousy and disgust towards Cen Wan deepened.

…

Cen Wan and Xiao Lin looked around the exhibition hall. They had only seen Jiang Yunlan's previous paintings on Weibo. When he was in Xingchen, Jiang Yunlan's paintings were not allowed to be seen by others, and all his works were kept confidential.

The exhibition features nearly a hundred works, divided into several different periods and corresponding to different themes. Most of the works are flower-bird paintings and landscape paintings, and the style is fresh and bright.

"This one is so beautiful! He is worthy of being called a genius painter." Kobayashi exclaimed at a painting of flowers and birds.

"Indeed." Cen Wan also took a closer look. "The brushwork is clear and natural, vivid and expressive."

It is undeniable that although Jiang Yunlan's works cannot be compared with those of the masters, they are also considered to be of some achievement among his peers, with both high quantity and quality.

The two of them continued to look around until the last exhibition hall.

"Sister Wan, is there anything special about this painting? You've been looking at it for a long time."

Cen Wan stared at the orchid painting with many doubts in her mind.

As she looked through the paintings, she found that while the techniques and styles varied, the overall concept remained consistent. Yet, she unexpectedly saw a sense of vicissitudes in this one, like the reluctance and struggle of an elderly man in his twilight years.

Jiang Yunlan is known as a talented girl in the painting world. She has gained both fame and fortune from the very beginning. How could she have such an insight?

She also carefully compared it to another painting nearby; the brushstrokes and smudge techniques seemed somewhat different. Style and technique can be deliberately altered, but becoming accustomed to them is difficult.

Seeing that she was silent, Xiao Lin also leaned over to look: "What's wrong?"

Cen Wan frowned slightly and shook her head: "Nothing."

Maybe she was wrong.

She lowered her eyes. After all, she hadn't picked up a paintbrush for a long time.