Hearing Zheng Wangshu say this, everyone looked at him with interest.
This young woman looked quite young, so everyone was looking forward to what kind of paintings she could create.
Zheng Xinyue sneered in her heart. She had been thinking of some way to make Zheng Wangshu look bad, but she didn't expect that someone would hand him a pillow just when he was dozing off. Zheng Wangshu had dug a hole for himself. Since that was the case, she would not be polite.
"Really? Since you're so confident, let Grandpa show it to everyone, so that everyone can appreciate your talent."
Gao Huilan, standing by, sneered inwardly. She had never heard that Zheng Wangshu could paint. What kind of occasion was this? If this painting wasn't a masterpiece, it would be laughed at.
After all, this is the old man's birthday, and everyone has racked their brains to buy him gifts. But Zheng Wangshu did this to save money. If the painting is opened and it looks like something drawn by a three-year-old child, the old man will be embarrassed.
"Xinyue's words make sense, Dad, just take it out and show it to everyone. Seeing Wangshu is so confident, we can't wait."
Zhou Jingchuan took in everyone's expressions and found them amusing. Why couldn't they remember the loss they had suffered? Did they think Zheng Wangshu was such a fool?
Others may not know because they have never seen it, but he knows it. He doesn't even know how to describe how good the painting is.
Now that things have come to this, it’s impossible for the old man to spoil the fun and say he won’t show it to everyone.
When the guests from the other two tables heard the noise, they all came over.
Zheng Xinyue's heart was filled with joy. Thinking of Zheng Wangshu's embarrassing look in a while, she felt happy.
The old man sighed and said with a smile, "Since everyone is curious, let's take a look at it. It doesn't matter whether the painting is good or not. What matters is the thought behind it."
He also gave Zheng Wangshu a way out in time. Even if the painting was not good, since he had said so, no one else could say anything.
Zheng Wangshu was also moved after hearing the old man's words.
For a moment, everyone focused their attention on this painting.
Zheng Xinyue looked at the packaging. It looked like a scroll or something, and it seemed quite formal. But when you took it out and opened it, you would find a pile of shit inside.
Zhou Yunyan also became excited. He didn't think Zheng Wangshu was a good painter. Even if he had some talent, it would be like playing house in such occasions.
The old man took the painting out of the scroll, opened it, and found that the painting was quite large. Zhou Jingchuan and others saw this and hurried over to help open the painting.
When the entire painting of pine and crane came into everyone's sight, everyone's eyes widened.
Most of the people here are not in this industry and do not understand it, but from an outsider's perspective, this painting is very well done and is no different from those of the Chinese painting masters they have seen.
The white crane is painted vividly, and the pine tree next to it also looks lifelike, especially the four words above, the combination of which is truly breathtaking.
Zheng Xinyue's smile almost froze on her face. She looked at the painting in disbelief and didn't think that this was something Zheng Wangshu could have painted.
Zhou Yunyan also looked ahead with an expression of astonishment.
The old man didn't have high hopes at first, and thought it would be great if everyone could take a look at it.
I didn't expect that after a closer look, the painting was so good. In addition to drinking tea, he also loves painting and writing. He claims that his level cannot reach as high as Zheng Wangshu.
Judging from the force with which he wrote the strokes, he doesn't look like a newbie at all.
"How is this possible? Zheng Wangshu, did you draw this? Stop kidding, did you specifically ask someone to help you draw this and then claim it was your own?"
Gao Huilan, standing by, agreed, "How could I not know you could draw? This painting is obviously a skill you have acquired. How could a little girl like you possibly be able to draw that?"
Everyone was looking at them with admiration at this time, and only the people from the second house were the first to raise questions.
Seeing this, the guests next to him couldn't help but think about it.
The second wife obviously doesn't get along with the first wife, otherwise why would they argue like this in such an occasion?
Even if everyone thought so in their hearts, no one would say it out loud. After all, it was a happy day, and who would want to make the old man unhappy?
Zheng Wangshu was quite calm. After all, this was really her painting. Even if she was given pen and ink now, she could paint one on the spot.
"Sister, there's a lot you don't know. If I hadn't told you I'm a translator, would you have known I could speak foreign languages? I just hide my incompetence and don't like to show it off in front of others."
This makes sense. If they hadn't seen it with their own eyes, how could they have thought that Zheng Wangshu could speak foreign languages?
"But this painting is obviously something that only someone who has studied for many years can draw. You haven't studied, so how could you draw it?"
Zheng Xinyue didn't give up, and couldn't help but add: "It's grandpa's birthday, and we, as the younger generation, should show our appreciation. It's meaningless for you to take someone else's birthday to fill your own."
She absolutely could not let others think that Zheng Wangshu was so outstanding.
He can speak foreign languages, translate, and draw beautiful pictures, but she is completely useless.
"What makes you think this painting wasn't mine? Do you know my mother? She was a talented woman when she was alive. Even though she passed away when I was a child, I was still influenced by her."
The original owner's mother was indeed a talented woman. She came from a good family and knew a lot of things. If compared with Gu Meicen, she was far better than her.
At this time, Zhou Jingchuan on the side also spoke.
"I drew this painting while watching Wangshu, and she wrote the words herself. What's the matter? Do I need to prove something to you?"
The old man on the side also had a cold face. Not to mention that this painting was really painted by Zheng Wangshu, even if it was not, Zheng Xinyue should not have said it in front of so many people, making others laugh at her.
Zheng Xinyue was choked, but she was still unwilling to admit that Zheng Wangshu was better than her.
It’s no wonder that Zheng Xinyue has such an idea. The main reason is that Zheng Wangshu was too incompetent before, and the inherent impression he left on everyone was that he only did laundry, cooked, and cleaned the house.
Apart from this, there is no other advantage.
Now that so many advantages have suddenly emerged, how can others not be suspicious?
At this time, Zhou Yunyan couldn't sit still anymore. He didn't want to believe that Zheng Wangshu was so capable. If all this was true, then wouldn't he be a fool? He left such an excellent wife behind and divorced her to marry someone like Zheng Xinyue.
"Cousin, it's no wonder Xinyue is suspicious. After all, Wangshu never told her that she could do these things before. Xinyue is just straightforward and says whatever she wants."
These words were obviously directed at Zheng Wangshu.
The old man frowned slightly and coughed.
"Okay, there's nothing to be fake about."
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