Chapter 477 - 477: Time Series

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Suddenly, a reporter with the words “North” stood up and asked, “Miss Jiang, it’s like this. I have a question from the outside world. It’s about Miss Jiang’s work.”

A guilty conscience flashed in Jiang Xue’s eyes. Then, she nodded at the reporter and said, “Please ask.”

Northern Reporter asked, “Miss Jiang said the paintings you showed in the exhibition were all created before eighteen. You said that these were completed at your adoptive parents’ house. So, at that time, Miss Jiang was called Shen Xue, right?”

Jiang Xue didn’t know what he wanted to say. She could only admit and nod.

“Yes, my name was Shen Xue before I was eighteen.”

Northern Reporter continued to ask, “Will Miss Jiang sign your work? Many artists have the habit of signing their names on their paintings. I would like to know if Miss Jiang has the same pattern. If so, what was Miss Jiang’s signature? Where was it painted?”

Jiang Xue swallowed nervously. How would she know if Shen Xi had the habit of hiding his signature, let alone what it was?

Jiang Xue smiled and said, “I paint more casually and don’t have any signature.” Jiang Xue clenched her fists and could only take a gamble. n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Moreover, she had looked at Shen Xi’s painting for a long time but could not see any signature.

Northern reporter still asked, “Miss Jiang, are you sure?”

It was not possible to oppose her words at this time. Jiang Xue could only brace herself and maintain the smile on her face. “Yes, I’m sure.

Northern Reporter said, “I’ve found out that most of the works in your collection were taken from others to make up for the numbers. You even plagiarized Master Lin Lu’s creativity. I wonder if you have anything to say.”

The northern reporter’s words made everyone discuss in disbelief. Someone plagiarized in a place with such an intense cultural atmosphere like Beijing. This was self-destructive.

Jiang Xue naturally knew the seriousness of the matter. Her expression instantly became severe, and her tone became more challenging. “This reporter friend, I want to ask you to be careful with your words. You can eat whatever you want but can’t say whatever you wish to.”

The northern reporter said apologetically, “I’m sorry, Miss Jiang. This is an off-site question, but the person who asked the question sent me a lot of information. It also includes the appraisal report from Beijing’s Pingxi

Appraisal Center. I sent the report using Bluetooth. Everyone can receive it by turning on Bluetooth.”

Jiang Xue quickly picked up her phone to check. When she saw the signature circled in the appraisal report, Jiang Xue was dumbfounded. However, when she saw the signature “JX,” Jiang Xue relaxed slightly.

Faced with everyone’s questioning gazes, Jiang Xue could only use a smile to hide her panic. Then, she smiled and said, “I remembered wrongly. There was a signature. “JX” was taken from “Snowfall.” It doesn’t snow in winter in the south, so I especially yearned to see snow. I named myself Snowfall.”

The northern reporter suddenly laughed. “Miss Jiang needs to be more mindful.

You can even forget the signature you have used for over ten years. You can even say it so firmly twice to confirm that you didn’t use an autograph.” Everyone started discussing.

“If there are too many signatures, it’s understandable that you forgot one or two. But how can you forget if you haven’t used a signature?”

“That’s right. I have doubts about Miss Jiang’s words.”

“It’s indeed a little strange. Moreover, I’ve seen all of Jiang Xue’s paintings. From the age of 7 to 17, it took ten years. According to the appraisal of Pingxi

Appraisal Center, every painting has a signature.”

“So Jiang Xue is lying? These works were not hers at all?”

When the fans heard the discussions beside them, they instantly panicked. They had just become fans of their idol. Was she going to fail?

Suddenly, someone shouted, “Miss Jiang, you have work from seven to seventeen, except for the 18-year-old this year. It’s straightforward to prove it. You can draw one on the spot and show it to everyone. It’s just lovely to continue this year.”

Jiang Xue felt she was being held on the stage and could not leave. Her painting might differ from Shen Xi’s, and she didn’t need to say anything. In this situation, they would ask the Pingxi appraisal office to do the appraisal.

However, Jiang Xue couldn’t think of any other good ideas now. She could only nod slightly and say, “I’m still thinking about the concept. I can create it after a while..”