"Cough, I'm just sick." Guo Ming didn't dare look at Feng Guang. "It's just... a common cold."
Feng Guang's intuition told her something was wrong, but as if afraid she would ask questions, Guo Ming immediately pulled Xia Tian to look at the paintings on the wall, even though he didn't understand paintings at all. Feng Guang silently followed behind the two of them, her heart still uneasy.
Suddenly, Xia Tian shouted from ahead, "Isn't this my sister's painting?!"
"What?" Guo Ming asked in surprise. "The signature on this is Zhen Xiaoren."
“Zhen Xiaoren is my teacher! This painting was a gift from my sister; he borrowed it from me to take a look a while ago!”
Feng Guang emerged from her thoughts and stared blankly for a moment when she saw the painting titled "Growth" hanging on the wall. This picture of a large tree in the moonlight was the one she had given to Xia Tian not long ago, but Zhen Xiaoren's name was stamped on the lower right corner of the painting.
Because of the sounds of summer, many people who came to see the paintings gathered around. They kept talking, but Feng Guang didn't listen to a word. Then, a middle-aged man in a suit rushed over.
The moment Xia Tian saw him, she confronted him, "Teacher Zhen, this painting clearly belongs to my sister, so why did you put your own name on it?"
"Oh, it's summer. What are you talking about?" Zhen Xiaoren said with a kind smile. "Today is the day of my art exhibition. It's very important to me. You can't say this to me just because I once punished you by making you copy homework, can you?"
"I'm not lying!"
Zhen Xiaoren continued, "You said she's your sister... so this must be her." He looked at Feng Guang, "The use of color and the handling of lines in this painting are something that only someone with a certain level of experience can do well. Xia Tian, you brought such a young girl here and you're already accusing the teacher? Aren't you being a bit too naive?"
"You!" Xia Tian couldn't argue with her, and she was on the verge of tears.
Guo Ming rushed over and grabbed Zhen Xiaoren by the collar, "What are you saying? Huh? My Xia Tian would never falsely accuse someone!"
He had barely finished yelling when he was pulled away by security guards.
Zhen Xiaoren said to the onlookers, "I'm sorry, everyone. Xia Tian is my student. I punished her at school, and the little girl was just being stubborn. It's just a childish prank, please don't take it seriously."
Zhen Xiaoren is a gentle and kind elder, which makes Xia Tian seem like an unreasonable little girl. The voices of discussion are overwhelming, all criticizing Xia Tian.
Xia Tian finally couldn't hold back her tears. She had always been well protected by her parents and Feng Guang and had never suffered such grievances. "I'm not lying. This painting was originally painted by my sister! He saw the painting I took a picture of in my photos and said he wanted to appreciate my sister's painting, so I lent it to him!"
Her crying broke Guo Ming's heart. Guo Ming broke free from the security guard and kept comforting her, "Good girl, Xia Tian, don't cry, don't cry."
Zhen Xiaoren smiled kindly and said, "Security, please ask these three to leave."
"Wait a minute." At this moment, Feng Guang, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up. She smiled brightly and cheerfully. "If you want to know who the original artist of this painting is, it's very simple. Just paint it again."
"Little girl, I have a lot of things to do and don't have time to fool around with you here," Zhen Xiaoren said calmly.
"So you're saying you're too scared to draw it?"
"You can take my lack of concern for you as a sign of being afraid."
She gave a forced smile, "Hehe, Teacher Zhen is indeed a good teacher. In that case, I'll assume you've admitted defeat."
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