"Mr. Luo, we can't let Miss Lu continue drawing like this. She'll completely damage your reputation," Eisen reminded Luo Xiu from the side.
As soon as he opened his mouth, he immediately told Lu Zhiwei to stop painting.
Luo Xiu crossed his arms, wiped his nose, and a mysterious smile spread across his face: "So this is the terrible image she has of me. Let her be. As long as she's happy painting, I don't care what those good-for-nothings think of me. It's not important."
Lu Zhiwei was afraid that Luo Xiu would stop her from continuing to draw.
So she kept speeding up her work, and the figures she drew became simpler.
Her final image is set on an island, overlapping with the ending image that Luo Xiu had just drawn.
However, Lu Zhiwei added some more content.
For example: "Lu Zhiwei was imprisoned on an island by Luo Xiu, who vowed to give her an island wedding. However, this restricted her personal freedom. On that day, someone came to the island."
Lu Zhiwei drew the face of the Luo family patriarch on the picture.
The old man's kind face turned sinister and terrifying. He ordered his bodyguards to hold down Lu Zhiwei's arm and inject her with the virus.
The old man wants her dead!
Lu Zhiwei began to explain the effects of the virus in her narration: "This virus is a transmissible virus developed by Luoshi Pharmaceuticals. It has a seven-day incubation period. After seven days, the virus will break out and gradually cause the hands and feet to atrophy, the internal organs to rot, and eventually the person to become dead."
When Shen Jinmo saw the painting, he looked sharply at Lu Zhiwei.
When was she injected with the virus? How come he didn't notice at all?
The audience members below the stage, seeing this, covered their mouths in fear and backed away.
They were all terrified.
If Luo Xiu's drawing was an extreme example of romanticism, then Lu Zhiwei's drawing was the complete opposite – a depiction of terrorism.
Lu Zhiwei then drew the next picture.
In the picture, Luo Xiu rushed back to give Lu Zhiwei an injection of the antidote.
The audience below the stage were then somewhat relieved.
"So she's detoxified! I was so scared. I thought she was still poisoned. If she had spread the virus here, wouldn't we all have been wiped out?" the artist in the audience said with lingering fear.
Lu Zhiwei quickly finished painting the last picture.
She also painted an island beach, depicting Luo Xiu kneeling on one knee to propose to her.
Luo Xiu said, "Zhizhi, will you marry me?"
Lu Zhiwei stared at him resolutely and said, "I don't want to!"
This was Lu Zhiwei's answer to Luo Xiu.
In front of artists from all over the world, she rejected him harshly.
Luo Xiu shook his head, bit his lip and sneered, then walked step by step behind Lu Zhiwei.
Lu Zhiwei really didn't give him any face at all.
They completely dismantled his platform.
Shen Jingmo, who was sitting in the audience, saw Luo Xiu approach Lu Zhiwei, hand Lu Anyu over to Luo Wuyan, and quickly move towards Lu Zhiwei.
He absolutely would not allow Luo Xiu to take Lu Zhiwei away again.
Some audience members sighed, while others felt relieved.
"Alas, it's a tragic story."
“What’s so tragic about it? I wouldn’t want such a vicious and crazy man even if he were given to me. Being with him would be too terrifying.”
"I agree with President Lu's choice. Our President Lu is an all-powerful leading lady. She should just enjoy her beauty on her own. What's the point of having this scoundrel?"
Standing behind Lu Zhiwei, Luo Xiu reached out and squeezed Lu Zhiwei's shoulder, his gentle voice carrying a hint of authority: "Zhizhi, are you finished drawing? If you're finished, shall we go?"
"Close your eyes, and I'll give you a gift, okay? Just give me three minutes."
Lu Zhiwei pleaded with him softly.
Luo Xiu was captivated by her clear and innocent eyes.
Although he was very dissatisfied with her painting today.
But she said she wanted to give him a gift; this was the first time she had ever given him a gift on her own initiative.
"Okay." Luo Xiu agreed, turned his back to the audience, and slowly closed his eyes.
These three minutes were the most crucial moment for Lu Zhiwei.
And she had enough of those three minutes to tear off his ugly face.
Lu Zhiwei made the most of her time and continued drawing on her digital tablet.
She didn't speak, but instead added some visuals using a combination of text and comics.
Lu Zhiwei's painting depicts Luo Xiu standing at the top of the Luo family's business empire.
He looked down at everyone and placed a crown on his own head.
"I must become the king of this world so that I can give Lu Zhiwei a home."
It was supposed to be a story full of passion and excitement.
The scene changes.
Lu Zhiwei drew Luo's virus experimental base.
The virus-carrying agents were transported out of the base in batches and sent to the conference hall.
The artists in the audience began to sense that something was wrong.
"What's going on? What is Chairman Lu trying to say? Could it be..."
Aisen, who was standing to the side, saw that Lu Zhiwei did not intend to give Luo Xiu a gift, but rather wanted to use the painting to completely destroy Luo Xiu.
He stepped forward to remind Luo Xiu.
Before she could even speak, Shen Jinmo, who suddenly jumped onto the stage, covered her mouth from behind.
Shen Jinmo slid a knife out of his sleeve and pressed it against Aisen's back. The two were pressed together, and no outsider could tell what was going on.
Only Eisen could sense that the cold tip of the knife was pointed directly at him.
"Don't cause trouble, let Lu Zhiwei finish drawing."
He will always be Lu Zhiwei's strong support.
Whatever she wanted to do, he would help her accomplish it from behind the scenes.
Lu Zhiwei didn't stop for a moment, and beads of sweat kept sliding down her forehead.
My hands and feet started to tremble.
The virus in my body has started to take effect.
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