Each display booth has a different style, and the different paintings should be hung up according to these styles to achieve the best effect.
Before noon, a number of people began to arrive outside the exhibition hall.
"I heard that the artist exhibiting the paintings is a young painter, only seventeen years old. To hold an exhibition at such a young age, especially at the Prince of Guangping's residence, must mean he is very confident in his skills."
"Yes, at this age, apart from Miss Wu two years ago, this is the first time. The Prince of Guangping's mansion is really giving us face. Could it be that they really have some skills?"
A large group of noble ladies and gentlemen of similar age also arrived, chattering and making quite a scene.
"Qingjin said that the Qiao family's daughter is a rare genius, and we should observe and learn from her."
"No matter how good she is, she can't be as good as Qingjin. Qingjin became famous two years ago and is the most famous painter among our generation. Miss Qiao has never heard of her."
Someone whispered, "Miss Qiao and Qingjin are very close. Could it be for this day? There are quite a few of us who are somewhat famous, but we have never had the opportunity to exhibit our paintings at the Prince of Guangping's mansion."
The others suddenly realized: "So it's all about currying favor. Alas, Qingjin paints well, and the Wu family is on good terms with the Prince of Guangping's mansion, which has made some people have designs on her."
Qiao Zhizhi had no idea that she would already be fawning over someone before even arriving at the Prince of Guangping's residence.
"Alright, we're here today to appreciate Miss Qiao's art exhibition. We can only improve by discussing together, not by making wild guesses and labeling people."
A handsome young man dressed in a blue robe spoke with displeasure on his face.
Everyone looked over at the sound and saw that it was Lin Songyan, the third young master of the Yuhua Duke's Mansion. The Lin family was extraordinary. The men produced by them for generations were all outstanding individuals. They were not only of good character, but also excellent at studying. Countless of them passed the imperial examinations and became scholars. The Lin family was also a major choice for royal princesses or princes and dukes to select their sons-in-law.
Therefore, the Lin family is a legitimate member of the imperial family, with a stable and prestigious status, and countless people are eager to curry favor with them.
Wu Qingjin had liked Lin Songyan since childhood. Originally, Lin Songyan was not going to come to today's exhibition. Wu Qingjin sent three invitations before Lin Songyan agreed to show up, but it was only to maintain appearances between the two families.
Upon hearing Lin Songyan's words, the chaotic discussion ceased, as no one wanted to offend the Lin family.
However, one of the noble ladies muttered, "Then we need to produce some valuable paintings before it's worth discussing."
While the people Qiao Lian'er brought were setting up in the studio, she took some time to go among these noble ladies and gentlemen, listening to their words and observing their expressions.
The exhibition hasn't even started yet, and people are already ruining Sister Zhizhi's reputation. What kind of friends does Wu Qingjin have?
Fortunately, there are still some people who are clear-headed and won't let others lead them by the nose.
Before long, the same distinguished guests who had been seen at the Pei family's residence also arrived.
Murong Shu looked surprised when she saw these people. These masters were arguably the most outstanding living painting masters in the capital, but no message had been sent for them to come. They were known for their upright character and would not be too harsh on a teenager. What was Qing Jin thinking?
Perhaps the news of the upcoming art exhibition got out of control as word spread, and many of the attendees came without warning.
If Qiao Zhizhi had followed Qing Jin's advice, even if people were lenient, their evaluation of her wouldn't have been very good.
As the time was approaching, Qiao Zhizhi arrived.
The reason I didn't come early was that I didn't want to have too much interaction with people before the art exhibition.
Murong Shu greeted her with a smile: "Miss Zhizhi, so many people have come to support you, I'm sure you won't let them down."
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