Chapter 31 You Bitch, Who Are You Really?
All eyes were drawn to the girl who slowly approached in a wheelchair. She was in her early twenties, with long, black hair tied in two braids. However, her youthful face, which should have been radiant with energy, lacked vitality and exuberance, and instead possessed a maturity beyond her years.
As the girl approached, everyone belatedly realized that the reporter had immediately pointed the camera at her.
With the keen sense of a media professional, I'm sure I'll uncover some juicy scoops today.
Xie Xiyan's expression changed drastically; she never expected Zhao Sinian to suddenly appear.
Her panicked expression was impossible to hide. "Who are you? Who sent you to slander me?"
Zhao Sinian remained composed and coldly looked at Xie Xiyan, "What I said is all true, and no one instructed me to slander you. Today I'm here to tell everyone the truth, so that no one will be deceived by you anymore."
As she finished speaking, Zhao Sinian sat in her wheelchair and came to the front of "Muddy Pool". "This painting was indeed created when I was in a desperate situation. It was never about pain and despair, but about the courage to grow towards the sun when I was in the muddy pool. Even if the struggle would leave me covered in wounds, I would never give up."
She raised her head and pointed to a patch of green amidst the ruins, "This patch of green is the sprout of hope, my rebirth, and what I am going to do today."
Zhao Sinian suddenly turned to Xie Xiyan and pointed at her, "No matter what the consequences are, no matter how many attacks I receive, I will identify her. I am Xie Xiyan's stand-in. Every work of hers that is known to the public was painted by me."
The crowd erupted in uproar.
Xie Nanzhi, meanwhile, was constantly admiring Xie Xiyan's exquisite expressions, unwilling to miss a single one.
Amidst everyone's shock, Xie Nanzhi, with a hint of surprise, guided them, "So these works weren't painted by Miss Xie? No wonder Miss Xie suddenly transformed from a realist painter into an abstract painter. Miss Xie, do you think we're fools? How can you do this to those who support you?"
Upon hearing Xie Nanzhi's words, everyone began to discuss it.
“Amanda is right. I also remember that Xie Xiyan used to paint realistic landscapes. I was wondering why she became an abstract painter. I didn’t expect that she had hired a stand-in.”
"Yes, and when Xie Xiyan was talking about painting just now, I felt something was off, like something was missing. But when this young girl finished speaking, my eyes lit up."
"It seems that what this little girl said is true. Xie Xiyan is just making a fool of us. She has really disgraced us painters."
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The harsh words startled Xie Xiyan, but fortunately Luo Meijuan came to her rescue in time. She glared fiercely at Zhao Sinian and said, "I don't care who sent you. You need to provide evidence to support your claims. Otherwise, you're framing me, and I can call the police to arrest you."
Zhao Sinian's eyes remained firm, undeterred by Luo Meijuan's warning. "Who said I have no evidence?"
What?
Does she have evidence?
Luo Meijuan's eyes widened, and Xie Xiyan looked on in disbelief.
Just seconds later, everyone's phone rang one after another. They opened the videos they received with surprise, and were all shocked again.
"This is 100,000 yuan, payment for buying this batch of your paintings."
"Remember, you must not let anyone know that I asked you to be my stand-in."
"Don't worry, as long as you continue to cooperate with me, I can guarantee that you and your grandmother will have no worries about food and clothing."
"I need a painting that can turn my life around. You must help me."
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The two faces in the video are clearly visible: one is the little girl in the wheelchair, and the other is Xie Xiyan.
Xie Xiyan's face was ashen, and her whole body was trembling. She gritted her teeth and made a final struggle, "This video is obviously AI-generated. I've never seen her before."
Luo Meijuan chimed in, "That's right, the video is fake. This bitch is trying to harm my daughter."
Luo Meijuan shifted her attention to Zhao Sinian, glaring at her angrily, and twisted the truth, "Tell me, why did you want to harm my daughter? What were you thinking? You bitch, let's see how I teach you a lesson today."
Suddenly raising her hand to teach Zhao Sinian a lesson, Xie Nanzhi grabbed Luo Meijuan's wrist and flung her away before she could even touch her.
Luo Meijuan looked fierce and menacing. "It's you again! I know, you arranged everything today."
It's so stupid of me to only realize this now.
Xie Nanzhi ignored her and instead said to everyone, "Whether this video is fabricated or not, professionals can tell at a glance."
Zhao Sinian wasn't afraid. Since she had agreed to testify against Xie Xiyan in public, she was fully prepared.
She said loudly, "Besides the video, there are also the transfer records Xie Xiyan has given me over the years, and every single penny was transferred to me from her name."
Xie Nanzhi got the bank statement for Zhao Sinian in advance, and Zhao Sinian threw it into the air.
Picking up any one of these photos is enough to prove that what Zhao Sinian said is true.
This time, Xie Xiyan had no way to deny it.
Amidst the sarcastic remarks and accusations, Xie Xiyan gritted her teeth, "Who exactly are you?"
Xie Xiyan's eyes were consumed by rage. She took a step forward and roared at Xie Nanzhi, "You bitch, who are you?"
This solo exhibition brings together renowned domestic painters and the most influential media outlets.
A person's private life may be cleared up and forgotten over time, but hiring a stand-in is the most shameful behavior in the industry.
Xie Xiyan being exposed in public means that she will never have a chance to turn her life around.
Standing under the spotlight, Xie Nanzhi raised her cold gaze and said, "Want to know? Fine, I'll let you die knowing the truth."
Her slender fingers touched the corner of her veil, and all eyes in the room were fixed on Xie Nanzhi.
As the most talented painter, Mosel was willing to wait for her for three years. A few months ago, he finally fulfilled his wish and accepted her as his apprentice. Mosel, who has always been low-key and has never posted any updates, simultaneously announced the news of accepting his last disciple on major social media platforms.
It is said that Mosel's other five disciples rushed over from all directions to celebrate with their only junior sister.
Amanda is one of the most sought-after and mysterious painters in the art world today.
Moreover, Amanda has never appeared in public before, and outsiders have no idea what she looks like. Today, will her identity finally be revealed?
Everyone held their breath and looked in Xie Nanzhi's direction. The scene was so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
As Xie Nanzhi slowly removed her veil, a delicate and dazzling face was revealed to the public.
Everyone gasped in amazement, utterly astonished.
Unlike the admiring gazes of others, Xie Xiyan's dilated pupils showed shock, which then turned into jealousy and malice.
She glared at him, her teeth clenched in anger. "It was you, Xie Nanzhi."
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