Qiao Zhizhi prepared her tools again and wiped away the damaged parts, leaving a large blank area.
Following her memory, she quickly added stroke by stroke. The painting she had drawn before already had a sense of familiarity, and since she hadn't forgotten the details, everyone could only see that her hands moved very fast. Before long, a clear face appeared on the painting.
The expressions and demeanor are all natural and vivid, perfectly blending into the atmosphere of the large painting, without any sense of deliberate effort.
Everyone gasped in surprise, knowing that the situation was now secure.
A smile also appeared on Prince Heng's face.
"The Qiao family has two daughters, both of whom are exceptionally talented."
Lin Songyan breathed a sigh of relief. Although it wasn't Qiao Zhizhi's fault, the painting was damaged. In the future, when people think of her performance this time, they will only shake their heads in regret. But it's different with Tian Shang. When they mention it, they will only praise her.
A smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
Before long, Qiao Zhizhi filled in the missing parts, making it exactly the same as before. The joints were also natural, as if it had never been damaged or polluted.
"Great!" Everyone applauded.
This is the level of a master; no amount of praise can describe their admiration at this moment.
Sun Hetang's face turned slightly pale; she had underestimated Qiao Zhizhi.
During the redrawing process, she kept waiting for Qiao Zhizhi to forget something or make a mistake in the drawing that would make people laugh.
Unexpectedly, her addition only enhanced her abilities and reputation.
Despite the constant stream of praise, Qiao Zhizhi remained calm, neither overjoyed nor relieved to have escaped a close call.
For her, this was no challenge, just an ordinary matter.
No one knew that she had a talent for painting, but she was not a genius. Every day she had to spend an hour in Lian'er's time difference space. A quarter of an hour outside meant five days had passed inside, so an hour meant forty days.
It seems that after a month, she has gained more than a thousand days, which is equivalent to three years of experience.
She became so proficient through extensive repetitive practice and learning from tutorials.
Among those in the capital who studied painting, there were many who were more talented than her, but she had far more time, and they could never catch up with her.
Sun Hetang probably did it on purpose, but so what? He's just stumbled into her area of expertise, which is actually helping her.
Her actual mental age is twenty years older than her physical age. She has a much calmer and more mature view of people and things. Sun Hetang's behavior in front of her is nothing more than child's play.
To prevent a similar incident from happening again, once everyone had finished appreciating the painting, Prince Heng immediately ordered it to be moved to the rear hall.
Night had fallen outside, and the banquet was not yet over, but it was nearing its end.
Everyone took their places, toasted each other, and bid farewell. Prince Heng then gave a concluding speech before everyone dispersed.
"Princess, Miss Zhizhi, please wait."
Just as the Qiao sisters were about to board the carriage, a voice came from behind them.
Looking back, it was Sun Hetang.
The two men watched her silently.
Sun Hetang suddenly felt as if the two sisters were waiting to watch her perform, and she felt uncomfortable in every way.
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