Wen Xi had just recently learned from He Tingyan that this girl was Xue Ziqi, the granddaughter of the friend who was the president of the Calligraphy and Painting Association that Mr. He had mentioned before.
At that time, the old man knew that she wanted to apply to Y University, and he also reminded her that it might not be easy to get in. Not to mention other opponents, Xue Ziqi alone was not easy to deal with.
This girl is quite capable and has a grandfather who is the president of a guild. Not only does he hold a high position of power, but he also has extensive connections in the art world.
But so what?
Wen Xi was not brought up to be scared.
Let strength speak for itself.
If Xue Ziqi is really more skilled, she has nothing to say.
If not, and Y University ignored the facts, then Y University would no longer be the grand palace in her heart.
"Why are you here? Are you going to apply to Y University too?"
Jianwenxi ignored her and continued to draw. Xue Ziqi walked over and said loudly.
"Does this have anything to do with you?"
Wen Xi kept moving and spoke slowly.
"Oh, you? You want to apply to Y University too?"
"Why, no?"
"I advise you to stop dreaming and just apply to some random fake school that accepts people with disabilities." Xue Ziqi crossed his arms and glanced disdainfully at Wen Xi's left hand as she was drawing. "A university like Y University isn't something someone like you can dream of!"
Ever since that confrontation in the business world, Xue Ziqi went to inquire about Wen Xi.
I also found out that she was the one who painted the portrait of the old lady of the He family.
How could he lose to someone whose right hand was crippled? This was outrageous!
She has been carefully taught by her grandfather since she was a child and is regarded as a rising star by everyone. It is okay for a merchant family like the He family not to understand art, but does this little girl really think she is a member of a great family?
It's absolutely ridiculous.
"I just want to take the exam, so what? What's it to you? When did Y University stipulate that if you draw with your left hand, you can't take the exam and won't be admitted?"
"Hmph, what good can you draw with only your left hand? I'm just trying to persuade you not to waste your energy. Don't be ungrateful!"
"Whether it's a waste of effort or not, we'll just have to wait and see."
Wen Xi finished the last stroke and put the paper and pen back into her bag with a smile.
"Okay, let's wait and see." Seeing that Wenxi was unmoved, Xue Ziqi was not in a hurry.
She has enough confidence in her own abilities.
Why should she stop this stinky girl from embarrassing herself? She could just let Brother Tingyan see it later.
Only a lady like me, from a scholarly family, could be a match for him.
A gold-spending girl like Wen Xi, who was kicked out of the family and can only talk big, is simply a piece of trash!
Xue Ziqi glanced at Wen Xi and turned away.
When he left, he looked at Wen Xi as if he was a defeated opponent.
Wen Xi didn't take her provocative words to heart.
In this new life, other people’s words and gazes can no longer hurt her.
If she was so fragile, then what was the point of talking about the vast ocean? Her journey had just begun.
After strolling around the garden again, she leisurely returned to the B&B.
My parents just came back from buying groceries, and the family started chatting and laughing while making lunch.
One day later, the school entrance examination officially began.
The exam lasts for three days. Like other art schools, the subjects tested are still the same three: basic skills such as sketching, color and quick drawing.
Enemies often meet on a narrow road. Xue Ziqi and she were in the same examination room, but this didn't affect anything.
Wen Xi ignored the frequent hostile glances from the other party and organized his painting materials in an orderly manner.
"Hey, look, that girl is actually left-handed!"
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