The Rebirth of the Lazy Nobles Woman
Chapter 25: Painting Like That

When the lunch break arrived, Gu Xiqiao took out her phone from the drawer.

Xiao Yun turned his head to see what he was playing on his phone, but he only saw a bunch of red and green numbers like shares that his brother had seen the entire time. “What are you doing?”

Gu Xiqiao looked at him. “Quite about that, please read Teacher Theory by Han Yu from his memory for me.”

Xiao Yun wanted to say that he could not do that, but the moment he opened his mouth, those words came out smoothly as if he had remembered them many times.

About Teaching was the first verse Gu Xiqiao had written in the notebook he had given her, and he had only seen it a few times before his teacher entered the classroom. How could he memorize it in such a short time? How could he recite it so well, it was only supernatural!

“Bingung ... Confused ..” Xiao Yun ended up stuck in one sentence, but he heaved a sigh of relief as things returned to normal.

Confused by the scriptures, confused by the question; the first was consulted with a teacher, while the second was not. Why pay attention to trivial things and ignore the important ones? I don't think that's wise. ” Gu Xiqiao threw away the face from his phone, his tone somewhat disapproving. “Why haven't you memorized it? Go home and copy this ten times. ”

After saying that, he took out the exercise book from his bag and handed it to Xiao Yun.

THE WTF? Xiao Yun opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something.

Gu Xiqiao narrowed. “Are you not supposed to thank me?”

Xiao Yun did not know what to say, this girl became even more mysterious and strange in her eyes.

In the canteen, though, Xiao Yun who had never been down to the ground floor canteen not only went there but even helped Gu Xiqiao get her food and soup and even provided a seat for her like a henchman. The sight of the duo accompanied by Wu Hongwen walking over as soon as he saw them caught the attention of everyone in the cafeteria.

The three of them sat at a table closer inside the canteen, and right beside their table was a group of students from the Rocket Class led by Gu Xijin.

They were all chatting about how Gu Xijin was invited to attend the art exhibition, and how he was chosen by the famous art academy in the city at his young age. This has become one of the main topics of students lately, and even the headmaster praised it through school broadcasts.

He had even been interviewed by reporters and for some time, Gu Xijin's name became a conversation in the city.

She was famous as a young woman who had outstanding achievements at such a young age.

The students in First City High School could only respect and admire him, his achievements were too high even to be jealous of him.

Gu Xijin had been the center of attention, but once the three sat down next to their table, their attention had been drawn towards them, but as soon as the three of them sat down next to their table, their attention had been drawn towards them, and one of Wu Hongwen's friends even went to sit at their table.

Seeing this, Gu Xijin's expression became increasingly cold, his grip on his chopsticks tightening until his knuckles turned white.

Since when was Gu Xiqiao so influential?

Zhong Yongsi looked at Gu Xijin's expression and followed his gaze to look at Gu Xiqiao who was sitting at the next table. Immediately, his expression shriveled as if he had seen something rotten. “Since when did Wu Hongwen get involved with him?”

His tone was very clearly look disgusted, and even a little spiteful.

Zhong Yongsi was also quite popular in the Rocket Class, and although his influence was not as great as Wu Hongwen, he still had quite a following. When they saw his reaction to Gu Xiqiao, their curiosity arose.

“Zhong, you don't like Gu Xiqiao?”

“I've seen him in an art studio before, and he doesn't even have talent! He might go there to impersonate Jin who is nominated for an art exhibition. He was the type of person who pursued fame and fortune shamelessly, who knew what he was thinking? “

“Hey, maybe he has potential?” When he heard Zhong Yongsi's words, Gu Xijin's expression melted away.

She was the goddess of the First City High School that Xia Zijun had taken over at that time, so many of her followers saw her as their own. Her outer personality was good, and she came from a fairly wealthy family, so many people idolized her. He used to be the prima donna of the ball, and now that his attention had been taken by others, he was naturally unhappy. Thankfully, Zhong Yongsi's words seemed to affect his image in the eyes of other students.

At most, rumors about him being shameless and seeking fame would spread to First City High School.

“By the way, you and the girl have the same surname, Jin.” One of the students observed.

Gu Xiqiao's name was quite famous among the upper circles of N City, but because the Gu family had never stated that he was part of the Gu family, it was the Gu family, his documents at First City High still state that he was an orphan. Gu Xijin himself did not want to get involved with Gu Xiqiao, so not many people knew of his true identity.

No one had ever compared this ordinary girl to the goddess of First City High School because there were too many differences between them, and no one had ever bothered to do so.

This was the first time the two sisters had been talked about in the same conversation, and Gu Xijin tried her hardest to keep the fake smile on her face from breaking apart.

Zhong Yongsi was one of the few people who knew of the relationship between the two. “He humiliated the name Gu.”

Seeing his reaction to Gu Xiqiao's name only being talked about in conversation, everyone changed the topic of Gu Xijin's conversation to an art exhibition.

The lunch break was still not over, so Gu Xiqiao rested on his head on the table while Xiao Yun memorized poetry and prose.

It was not that Xiao Yun did not want to slack off, but miraculously, every time he stopped memorizing and wanted to take out a mathematical paper, Gu Xiqiao would mutter a single word with his eyes still closed.

“Terus.”

Failing over his plan to laze around, Xiao Yun could only continue memorizing because he owed Gu Xiqiao a debt of gratitude. Even so, he wasn't sure if it was just a psychological effect of memorizing like this, but did his memory get better? She had spent her early years abroad, so she did not understand Mandarin. He was always dizzy whenever he saw those ancient poems and prose, but somehow he felt somewhat interested this time.

Over the next few days, Xiao Yun continued walking with the notebook in hand, and even the way he spoke changed, becoming more poetic.

Seeing this change, even her Mandarin teacher who did not have any expectations from her renewed her expectations of him, even praising him once in class.

Seeing Xiao Yun's arrogant expression, Gu Xiqiao knocked on the table several times. “Hey, don't look so successful from just one word of praise, just look at your handwriting! You have the ugliest handwriting in class! Also, say Encountering Sorrow for me. ”

“You copied the whole poem, but the teacher said that we don't need to be able to memorize everything!”

“As a Chinese, how could you not learn some poetry? Do you really think you're a stranger? ” Gu Xiqiao packed his bag and started walking towards the door as he looked at his phone. “You stay here and learn more for a while, I've had your driver wait outside before!”

Xiao Yun's expression twitched slightly as he looked at Gu Xiqiao's receding figure, and looked back at his notebook, starting to read it with a straight face.

Gu Xiqiao did not go to the school gate, but rather to the art studio.

No one was there that day.

Gu Xiqiao looked around at the empty art studio, before taking out a canvas with a half-finished painting on it.

The painting was created using ultra-realistic techniques to build the image of a simple and honest woman from the countryside with fine and delicate strokes. There is a sharp contrast between warm and cold colors, and the contrast affects the painting. The painting was dense yet graceful, the woman's face was slightly wrinkled and her gaze clouded due to her age, yet it was still filled with radiance of warmth that made one feel her kindness and simplicity. The details like needles and threads in her hands coupled with the sweat granules on her head were painted very realistically, and such a woman was not conventionally beautiful, but she looked very real.

Gu Xiqiao looked at him for a while, before taking out his brush to complete the final step.

Right now, the phone in his bag was ringing, and he took it out. It was Xiao Yun.

“Gu Xiqiao, you left the math paper in class, should I take it home? You'll come to my place tomorrow. ”

Gu Xiqiao thought for a moment. “Where are you now?”

“I just came down the stairs.

“Then wait for me at the intersection of Building F, I will be there in a moment.” Gu Xiqiao put down his brush.

It wasn't too far away, and Gu Xiqiao had just gotten the letters before the system spirit rang in his head.

[Warning! The dangerous character Gu Xijin has appeared beside your painting!]

Did he do anything to the painting? Gu Xiqiao stopped in his steps.

[He seems to worship the painting, should I punish him?] The spirit of the system did not like anyone from the Gu family at all, and after that talking about punishing Gu Xijin, his voice became even a little louder, clearly interested in the idea.

“No need, my painting is not finished yet, so he will not do anything.” Gu Xiqiao was quite calm, even walking slowly to give Gu Xijin enough time to observe his painting.

Gu Xijin was just curious about what Gu Xiqiao was doing which caused him not to return to Gu Manor for a few days so he was stalking him, but he didn't expect he would break into an art studio.

He had thought Gu Xiqiao was an untalented and useless clown like Zhong Yongsi described, but he had never expected to be affected by the painting in front of him.

The appreciation of art was based on feelings and emotions, and Gu Xiqiao's painting didn't just give her a visual shock, it was a visual one, but it also had an impact on his spirit that was even greater than the famous paintings he saw at the art exhibition!

How could this be painted by Gu Xiqiao? How could such a person create a work of art like this!

Gu Xijin's expression twisted as he continued to look at the painting, and suddenly, a single thought appeared in his mind.

Such a painting could only be painted by him, Gu Xijin!

As soon as he thought of this, his mind began to spiral out of control.

Yeah, who wouldn't believe that this painting was his?