novelraw Chapter 1784 - 405: Peerless and Matchless—A Talent That Stuns the Hall (Second Update)
Chapter 1784 - 405: Peerless and Matchless—A Talent That Stuns the Hall (Second Update)
"Great, this calligraphy is wonderful, Grandmother loves it so much. Once mounted, hang it in the living room. I think it’s as good as those by famous calligraphers." After saying this, she glanced meaningfully at Zhuang Kunyuan.
Zhuang Kunyuan smiled helplessly and awkwardly touched his nose.
"Who knows if it’s real? These days, people are paying money for writing, aren’t they?" A mocking voice suddenly rang out; though not loud, everyone heard it clearly.
The guests erupted in murmurs, looking at the calligraphy then at Yun Ya. Indeed, it seemed unlikely that such a young girl could produce this work, especially without witnessing Ji Yunya write it. Some who were unwilling to believe found themselves a justified reason, casting skeptical glances at Yun Ya.
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow, looking at the speaker. It was Shao Rongrong, shrinking in the corner, with Liu Cuiying sitting beside her. In this gathering of prominent figures, the mother and daughter truly seemed out of place, hiding in the corner out of sight, having felt envious and resentful of Ji Yunya’s spotlight for a while. Liu Cuiying hurriedly covered her mouth.
"Shut up, this is not the place for your nonsense," Liu Cuiying whispered sternly.
Shao Rongrong broke free from her grip and shouted loudly, "I wasn’t wrong, she claims it’s her writing, and you all believe it? I think you’ve been deceived by her."
Liu Cuiying wished she could slap her. This troublesome child, she regretted bringing her along, always causing trouble.
Yun Ya curled her lips into a smile but hadn’t spoken yet when the elderly lady grabbed her hand—a grip so firm and warm. Yun Ya looked up; the elderly lady smiled back with a trusting gaze that warmed Yun Ya’s heart.
The elderly lady glanced at Shao Rongrong, smiling kindly, but with a sternness that was not to be underestimated.
"Cuiying, bring the child over here; let’s clarify things."
Liu Cuiying stood trembling, "Mistress... Mistress, this child speaks without restraint. I apologize to you and Miss Ji on her behalf. Please don’t hold her words against her...."
"Since the matter has been brought up, let’s clear the air, Yun Ya shouldn’t be accused without reason," the elderly lady said firmly, looking at Shao Rongrong: "You, come over here."
Shao Rongrong feared the elderly lady’s gaze, but thinking she could expose Ji Yunya’s falsehood and ruin her reputation, she immediately walked over with head high.
"Why do you say this calligraphy wasn’t written by Yun Ya? Do you have evidence?" the elderly lady asked gently.
"Then how can you prove this calligraphy was indeed written by Miss Ji? Did anyone see it with their own eyes?" Shao Rongrong’s words left everyone speechless.
The elderly lady sneered inwardly, knowing these two would stir up trouble; she regretted letting them in today. Such disgraceful people, did they think she was blind?
Yan Ke smirked coldly, how laughable, questioning Sister Yun Ya’s calligraphy skill. There are geniuses in this world; envy and jealousy can’t do anything about it.
Ya Chun has been learning with Sister Yun Ya for a few months and has already surpassed him, hasn’t it?
Who are you to question it?
"That’s simple, let Sister Yun Ya write another piece in front of everyone. But if this calligraphy was indeed written by Sister Yun Ya, young girl, this would be defamation, and I could take you to court," Yan Ke said with a sly grin.
Shao Rongrong was convinced the calligraphy wasn’t by Ji Yunya; she was just playing to the audience.
"But what if it wasn’t written by Miss Ji?"
"Either it’s true, or it isn’t—no need for many questions," Yan Ke sneered: "Oh, I get it, you must be jealous of Sister Yun Ya’s talent, isn’t it? I understand. Alas, a perfectly good birthday party, disrupted by you—do you think you can compensate for affecting Grandmother’s mood?"
Shao Rongrong bit her lip, stopped bickering with Yan Ke, and pointed at Yun Ya, "Ji Yunya, do you dare to write another piece in front of everyone?"
Yun Ya raised an eyebrow calmly: "Sure."
Agreeing so quickly? There must be a trick.
"To make Grandmother happy, I’m willing to write another piece on the spot. The proceeds from the auction will be donated to the senior home, hoping that Grandmother’s longevity and health bring blessings and long life to lonely elderly everywhere."
Yun Ya’s words were impeccable, elevating her image instantly, not frantic or accusing, but wholeheartedly considerate of the elderly lady, leaving the audience amazed and displeased with Shao Rongrong.
As a junior, speaking such words at an elder’s birthday party is really inappropriate.
The elderly lady patted Yun Ya’s hand with satisfaction: "You’ve thought well, Grandmother believes in you."
"Bring the pen, ink, paper, and ink stone."