After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

After class, Si Nan went straight to the last row.

"Student Chu Peining, do you want to participate in the talent show?"

"Not interested..."

Before she could refuse, he smiled and said, "The selected students will receive a bonus of 20,000 yuan. I heard that a national-level guqin player will be invited this time. Maybe this will make you famous!"

As one of the top three high schools in the country, Jing'an attaches great importance to the all-round development of students' qualities.

In addition to the fixed annual art world festivals and shows like this, talent festivals and exhibitions are also held from time to time and are run with great fanfare.

We will also invite famous artists in the industry to give large bonuses to the winning students.

As long as you are selected, you can get 20,000.

If you can get a ranking, the prize money will be more than 50,000, and the first place will be as high as 100,000.

Chu Peining lowered her eyes, thinking.

She wants fame, but not by playing the guqin.

If the secret of Yuefu music were known by many people, there would be chaos.

Chu Peining looked up and questioned, "What kind of talent is acceptable?"

Si Nan nodded.

She asked again: "Just ask Lai Lingwei to sign up?"

Si Nan turned sideways to make room for her to pass.

"The registration form is right there with her."

Lai Lingwei was holding a stack of registration forms in her hand and was about to throw them away, but when she heard the conversation between the two, she quickly stopped.

No students from Class Nine participated in this type of activity.

The highest prize was only 100,000, which to them was like giving alms to beggars.

Before I could react, a registration form in my hand was taken away.

Lai Lingwei was incredulous: "Sister Ning, you want to participate in the talent show?"

Chu Peining nodded, returned to his seat and started filling out the form.

Everyone around was shocked.

Although their views on Chu Peining have changed, everyone in Haicheng's upper class circles knows that she is just a vase.

Everyone can participate in the talent show, but it needs to be evaluated within the school before it can be displayed to the public.

Isn't it a waste of time to sign up and then get rejected?

Lai Lingwei curiously moved closer and saw her frantically ticking the competition items on the registration form.

Si Nan couldn't bear to watch it anymore and quickly stopped her: "Student Chu Peining, don't fill in the blanks randomly. Just tick the musical instrument performance box."

As he spoke, he pointed out the specific location to her.

He turned around and asked Lai Lingwei for another registration form. When he looked at it, he found that Chu Peining had checked all the items except musical instrument performance.

He hurriedly took the form and said, "This form is invalid. Please fill out another one."

Chu Peining raised his head, his expression serious: "I filled it out seriously."

Si Nan was silent for a while, then he smiled and said, "Student Chu Peining, you are really humorous."

The Mu family would like to raise her into a useless person, so how could they let her learn so many talents?

Even if you are a famous socialite from a wealthy family, it would be good enough if you know two or three of these things. Why would you want to learn so many?

Not to mention that among the projects she checked was oil painting, a Western painting that originated in Europe.

Compared with local Chinese painting, the number of people studying Chinese painting is very small.

Most daughters of wealthy families choose Chinese paintings to cultivate their sentiments, but very few of them know how to paint in oils.

Chu Peining raised her eyebrows, knowing that they wouldn't believe it, and sighed and shook her head.

She compromised, "Then I'll refill it."

These days, no one believes the truth.

She took the registration form, thought about it, and then ticked the box on the oil painting.

Si Nan's expression became serious: "Student Chu Peining, although we have a lot of registration forms, you can't fill them out randomly every time."

This time, Chu Peining ignored him, signed her name, handed it to Lai Lingwei, and took all the blank registration forms from her.

Lai Lingwei subconsciously thought that she was really going to continue filling in the blanks, but Chu Peining pushed her out.

"Hand it in quickly, or Mr. Si won't let me participate."

Lai Lingwei: “???”

She turned her head and looked at Chu Peining, her eyes were serious and didn't seem fake.

There was nothing to lose by participating anyway, so I took it to the art group office to turn it in.

After she left, Chu Peining asked the people in the class: "Is there anyone else who wants to sign up?"

No one answered.

"If not, I'll throw it away."

Si Nan stepped forward to stop it, but when he got closer he was thrown into the trash can.

He had no choice but to call Chu Peining out.

"Junior sister, how could you act so foolishly?" Si Nan lowered his voice and spoke in an impatient tone.

"I don't." Chu Peining said innocently, "I can indeed paint oil paintings."

Si Nan sneered twice and thought of the promise Mo Peiyun made to him.

"The talent show will invite well-known artists in the industry. If you submit a painting to register, they will be able to tell at a glance whether it is your painting. Then you will be boycotted by the entire art world!"

He didn't believe Chu Peining could paint, but he believed Mo Peiyun would give it to her.

Chu Peining frowned.

She spoke each word with sincerity: "I. Can. Draw."

Si Nan still didn't believe it. He pressed his brows and said, "Well, if you submit a random painting and it gets rejected, don't submit other people's paintings for evaluation. Otherwise, if the truth is revealed, none of us can save you!"

Chu Peining knew that it was useless to continue arguing with him, so she nodded helplessly.

"Okay, that's it."

After thinking it over, he was still worried, so he sent a message to Mo Peiyun, reminding him not to help Chu Peining cheat.

Chu Peining: “…”

She didn't want to care anymore and turned back to the classroom.

As soon as I entered, Mo Peiyun came back with news.

[My Ningning doesn't need to cheat. ]

Si Nan rolled his eyes: [Did you read the message I sent? She wants to paint oil paintings! ]

[The Mu family doesn't even let Junior Sister have enough food, how can they let her learn these? ]

Mo Peiyun did not reply.

He has made his attitude clear.

……

School in the afternoon.

Because of Mu Zhehan, in addition to Xu Ming, Mo Peiyun assigned two more ancient warriors to escort Chu Peining to and from school.

As soon as I got on the bus, I heard Xu Ming in the front seat say, "Miss Chu, the young master has already prepared the canvas and paints needed for oil painting. Do you need to buy anything else?"

Chu Peining shook his head, "No need."

Si Nan was stunned for a moment, then realized that he had asked Chu Peining to draw casually, so he said nothing.

After finishing his meal, Mo Peiyun glanced at Chu Peining who was about to leave in a hurry, and stood up.

"I'll take you to the studio."

He took Chu Peining to a remote but spacious room.

The space is clean and tidy, and there are some artworks such as flowers and sculptures placed to inspire inspiration.

Mo Peiyun raised his hand and rubbed the little girl's head.

"Just tell me if you need anything. Don't get too caught up in it and make sure you get some rest."

Chu Peining has become accustomed to his slightly intimate behavior.

She nodded and stood in front of the drawing board, thinking about what to draw.

"Then I won't bother you anymore." He turned and left, closing the door slowly.

……

Qin Zhaozhao arrived at Zuo Zhe's residence on time. Her brows were furrowed and she looked bitter.

Seeing Zuo Zhe, he forced a smile.

"Teacher, our school is going to hold a talent show at the end of next month. Will you be a judge?"