I’d Like to Introduce My Wife - Chapter 38

Chapter 38: Expulsion

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Shen Jing actually plagiarized?”

“Just when I was starting to have a good impression of her, it’s gone just like that. I thought she was a genius, being able to create such a masterpiece at such a young age. But it turns out she plagiarized.”

Qiao Boyue heard the discussions around her and couldn’t help but smirk. Just as she had expected, no one would believe Shen Jing. After all, Shen Jing had no reputation in the world of Chinese painting, and there was no one to support her.

Chen Yusheng pretended to sigh regretfully. “At my age, I don’t want to argue with a little girl like her. However, art doesn’t allow for such filth. Perhaps Shen Jing does have talent, but unfortunately, she didn’t use it in the right way.”

Qin Mu smiled and waved at Shen Jing. “Little Jingjing, come here.”

Little Jingjing? Everyone was stunned. Why did Chairman Qin address Shen Jing with such an intimate tone?

Chen Yusheng’s brows furrowed, sensing a bad premonition.

Shen Jing walked over and stopped in front of Qin Mu, calling out, “Master.”

Master?! The whole venue fell silent. Shen Jing actually called Qin Mu her master? Both Qiao Boyue and Chen Yusheng felt like their brains were about to explode!

“Let me introduce to everyone, Shen Jing, my little disciple. Her talent is exceptional.” Qin Mu looked at Chen Yusheng. “I haven’t heard of your name, so while waiting just now, I took the opportunity to look up your previous artworks. They are of average level. Little Jingjing’s skills in Chinese painting surpass yours by several times. Why would she need to plagiarize from you? However, you just said something right: Chinese art does not allow for filth.” Qin Mu sneered. “You, who lack talent yourself, dare to accuse others of plagiarism. Are you even qualified to paint Chinese art?”

“Chairman Zhang,” Qin Mu turned to the man sitting next to him, “This Vice Chairman of the Jingcheng Chinese Arts Association is bringing shame to the association. Cross his name off.”

Qin Mu is the Chairman of the National Chinese Arts Association, and all the Chinese Arts associations, large and small, across the country are under his jurisdiction. Expelling Chen Yusheng is a matter of a single word from Qin Mu. He had already given Chen Yusheng many chances, but he insisted on accusing Shen Jing of plagiarism. So, this is the consequence he deserved.

“Chairman Qin! This is unfair!” Chen Yusheng grew anxious. “Just because Shen Jing is your disciple, you won’t hold her accountable for plagiarizing my work? You can’t do this!” There was no turning back now. He had to insist that Shen Jing had plagiarized him. He was betting that Shen Jing could not produce evidence that she was the original artist.

“That’s right, Chairman Qin, you can’t be biased towards Shen Jing just because she is your disciple,” Qiao Boyue spoke up.

“You want evidence, don’t you?” Qin Mu’s gaze turned icy cold. He took out his phone and handed it to his secretary. “Project the video onto the big screen.” Then he patted his own chair. “Jingjing, come sit here.”

Shen Jing didn’t move. How could she sit in Qin Mu’s chair? But Qin Mu pressed her down onto the chair. “These messy affairs are so annoying. Sit here for a while and watch as Master seeks justice for you.”

Chen Yusheng, seeing Qin Mu’s confident demeanor, felt a sense of panic. Could they really have evidence?

“Chairman Qin, I…” Chen Yusheng subconsciously spoke up, but Qin Mu gave him a cold glance. “It’s too late for you to admit your mistake now.”

Meanwhile, the video began playing on the big screen. It showed Shen Jing holding a brush in one hand, the other behind her back, with her eyes half-closed, painting. As her movements progressed, a magnificent masterpiece gradually appeared on the scroll.

“The brushwork is exquisite! Absolutely incredible!”

“Shen Jing’s control of color is innate. My goodness, I’m no match for her!”

The respected figures in the traditional Chinese painting circle present were all amazed, and even those who had never learned to paint could tell how exceptional Shen Jing was just by watching the video. Until the video finished playing, everyone felt they hadn’t had enough, their eyes filled with admiration.

On the other hand, Chen Yusheng’s face turned pale. He hadn’t expected that they had recorded a video.

“You claimed it to be your original work. Well, go ahead and paint one for me,” Qin Mu sneered, his eyes coldly fixed on Chen Yusheng.

“I…” Chen Yusheng stuttered.

Qin Mu said, “Get some paper and a brush. Let him paint. He has to paint now.”

Qin Mu’s command was followed immediately, and someone placed a brush and paper in front of Chen Yusheng. Chen Yusheng’s face turned even paler, his lips trembling. He couldn’t say a word. The truth was already clear: Chen Yusheng had falsely accused Shen Jing of plagiarizing his work.