Chapter 1203
The Profligate Madam of the Family
1203 competing with your grandmaster in calligraphy? are you looking to die?
âwhy is it impossible?â leng rongrong casually leaned back. â mr. yan, right? i forgot to tell you, i won against a gambling king in las vegas before i was ten years old. â
âyou ... youâre the child prodigy?â mr. yan stood up from his chair and took a step back, looking at leng rongrong in disbelief.
â heâs not a child prodigy. heâs just lucky. â leng rongrong shrugged.
âno, youâre not just lucky.â mr. yan looked at leng rongrong deeply and took out his card. â if you agree to the bet, you must accept the loss. the money in this card is yours. â i really didnât expect the young miss of the nineteenth floor to have such a background.â
after saying that, the gentleman turned around and left.
leaving behind the dumbfounded spectators.
he had a background?
what was his background?
didnât they say that a person from the countryside was an actor?
what kind of background could he have?
i heard that sheâs an actress whoâs not very famous. if she had a background, she wouldâve been a movie queen long ago.
âanyone else want to play?â leng rongrong looked at the crowd with interest.
âi wonder if miss rongrong knows anything about the four arts?â someone said, â i donât think fighting and gambling skills are what a girl should know. as a girl, the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting are more important. â
âyeah, you easterners, donât you like this kind of stuff?â
many people started to shout.
âi didnât say i didnât know how.â leng rongrong looked at the crowd, â who wants to compete with me? like i said, iâm good at anything ... except cooking. iâll definitely lose when it comes to cooking, so iâll admit defeat first.â
everyone was speechless.
âiâll compete with you!â a boy in the crowd suddenly stood up. he was wearing a black suit and looked very handsome. his eyes were like black gems, shining under the light.
at first glance, she looked like a dragon among men.
leng rongrong had always liked good-looking men. this man was very good-looking, so she couldnât help but take a few more glances.
âi like to compete with good-looking people.â lord rong said with a smile.
li ruhua, who was squatting with song junlin and the others: â......â
âdid young madam get triggered? why do i feel like young madamâs eyes are glowing when she looks at this man?â li ruhua was deeply worried.
the misunderstanding between young madam and lord fourth had yet to be resolved.
could it be that young madam had fallen for someone else?
if it really was a misunderstanding, wouldnât lord fourth be made a cuckold?
âitâs normal. donât worry. that kid is just good-looking.â qin xiong patted li ruhuaâs shoulder. â youâve been with rongrong for so long. donât you know that rongrong has a habit of looking at peopleâs faces first? sheâll take a few more glances at good-looking people, even if theyâre bad guys.â
â... i think so,â li ruhua replied.
in the ring, the boy had already walked in front of leng rongrong. â miss rongrong, let me introduce myself first. my name is gu xinian. â
leng rongrong nodded as a form of greeting to the boy. when she looked at the boy, she could not help but take a few more glances.
âyouâre surnamed gu too?â
âis there a problem? who else is surnamed gu?â gu xinian asked suspiciously.
â thereâs such a person ... â leng rongrong glanced at gu xinian again. gu xinian was too good-looking, but his eyes looked very much like master gu ...
that was strange.
after some thought, leng rongrong shook her head.
although the ancient mirror lake people said that they were not very good-looking now, they were most likely just talking about it.
furthermore, the ancient mirror lake had never mentioned that he had any relatives or grandchildren.
âwhat do you want to compete with me in?â leng rongrong asked.
âpainting, i guess.â gu xinian said.
âalright,â he said. leng rongrong asked jiang po to make the preparations.
then, jiang po had someone prepare a brush, ink, paper, and an ink stone.
many people in the stands had already learned to be smarter. this time, no one said that leng rongrong was definitely not as good as gu xinian, but some people said that gu xinian seemed to have learned calligraphy from a very powerful master.
the disciple of that calligraphy master would definitely not be too bad.
therefore, even if leng rongrongâs calligraphy was not bad, it was hard to say how she would fare against gu xinian.
everything was prepared, leng rongrong and gu xinian picked up their brushes at the same time and started to draw.
the people in the audience were all very patient, waiting patiently.
not long after, leng rongrong was done. she put down the brush and said, â itâs done. â
âso fast?â
âheâs able to write and draw at such a fast speed?â
âdonât tell me itâs just random smearing?â
âwhat can he write at such a fast speed?â
the crowd shook their heads, feeling that leng rongrong was just playing around.
among the crowd, huang yuanâs lips curled into a sneer. gu xinianâs master was much better than her in calligraphy.
he definitely couldnât.
other than calligraphy, she had also arranged for others to deal with leng rongrong.
he stole the position she wanted, stole her limelight ...
no one had ever been able to do it.
just as everyone was looking forward to seeing leng rongrongâs dog crawl, gu xinian had also finished drawing.
the two of them raised their calligraphy paintings at the same time.
leng rongrong took a look at gu xinianâs calligraphy and painting, and gu xinian also took a look at leng rongrongâs calligraphy and painting, then both of them were stunned.
the other partyâs calligraphy and painting actually looked a little familiar.
âwho did you learn calligraphy from?â gu xinian was surprised. â your calligraphy ... â
why did it look like the exhibition from back then ...
âyou brat, you and your grandmaster were painted?â suddenly, a voice came from the crowd, and then an old man walked out from the back of the crowd.
the old man rushed to the ring and grabbed gu xinianâs ear.
âwhat, what grandmaster?â gu xinian let out a blood-curdling screech as his ear was pinched. he looked at the old man in disbelief.
âthis is my master, so heâs your grandmaster!â gu xinian looked at leng rongrong and let go of her hand with a whoosh. she chuckled and looked at leng rongrong, â master, i thought it was you when i saw the photo. it really is you! â
â iâve already said that iâve never had a disciple. youâre not my disciple! â leng rongrong frowned.
âbut i learned my calligraphy from you! youâre my master!â the old man snorted, â i donât care. you let me live, so you have to be responsible for this old disciple of yours! â
âisnât that the great calligrapher, mr. qian?!â
âwhat did he just call that miss rongrong? master?â
âno way, such a famous person called miss rongrong master? how old is miss rongrong? this world is too fantasy-like!â
âahem ... am i dreaming?â
â look at the painting and the words. it looks like the style that was sold at a sky-high price at the auction last year! â
â itâs more valuable than mr. qianâs calligraphy. itâs more valuable than antique calligraphy and paintings! â