Qiao Zhizhi looked at the people present and had to admit that the Wu family had a wide network of connections. Dozens of their peers had come, and twenty or thirty of the other prominent families had also come, totaling at least a hundred people, not counting those who hadn't arrived yet.
If Qiao Zhizhi hadn't seen this, she wouldn't have known that there were so many people who loved to draw.
Qiao Zhizhi recognized the woman in front of her, Murong Shu, as one of Wu Qingjin's close friends. Besides her, Wu Qingjin and Murong Shu were the closest of friends.
"Thank you all for your hard work. I haven't been learning to draw for very long, so I can only do my best at this stage. Please point out any shortcomings."
"Ultimately, the art exhibition isn't the main purpose; listening to everyone's opinions is how I can improve myself. Qingjin went to great lengths to get this opportunity for me, so I should cherish it."
After Qiao Zhizhi finished speaking, she bowed deeply to everyone.
She was very humble, yet neither servile nor arrogant, and didn't seem like the type to fawn over others.
Some people wanted to find fault, but their words got stuck in their throats.
Well, since his attitude is impeccable, let's let his paintings speak for themselves; his works are the true foundation of his reputation.
No matter how polite you are, it's useless if you don't draw well.
The Prince of Guangping also came over. He was a little surprised to see so many people, since it was just a child's art exhibition.
Logically speaking, it's not unusual for a young girl to invite so many celebrities. Perhaps Qingjin is just being willful and thinking that the more people who come to support her friend, the better.
As soon as Wu Qingjin saw Prince Guangping, she ran over and took his arm.
"Uncle Nan, I didn't expect so many people to come. You won't blame me, will you?"
She said in a low voice, "I don't invite everyone. Some people just heard that there was an art exhibition here and came to see what was going on."
The Prince of Guangping chuckled and said, "Why would I blame you? The large number of people means there's a lot of support. Just do your best, Miss Qiao."
He had seen Qiao Zhizhi's paintings before. Although she was extremely talented and stood out among her peers, her experience was too shallow, and she was indeed not quite worthy of such a lively scene.
However, with him around, no one would make things difficult for the child.
The time had come; the doors to the art exhibition opened, and Qiao Lian'er stood at the entrance, smiling, and gestured for everyone to enter.
"I apologize for keeping you waiting. The painting has been hung up. Please come into the room."
Everyone had been waiting for a long time. Some of them had arrived very early and had already gone into the warm pavilion to drink tea. Now they have all come out.
Looking at it this way, there are probably close to two hundred people.
Many people don't actually paint; they just want to join in the fun and enjoy the spectacle.
Qiao Lian'er first placed some of the oil paintings at the front, since many people came with the intention of finding fault, so she decided to convince them from the start.
Sure enough, as soon as they entered, everyone's eyes froze. They stared in disbelief at the painting hanging on the wall, their pupils dilated, and they all exclaimed "Ah!"
Firstly, there's the aesthetic and visual impact; secondly, there's the soul-stirring effect of something so novel and unfamiliar.
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