Rebirth of the Real Daughter: The Max Level Boss is a White Lotus

Zhou Lianhua's movements were smooth and seamless, as if she had already conceived the scene in her mind.

Everyone saw her writing with great speed and ink flying, and a lifelike landscape painting appeared on the paper.

The mountains in the painting are majestic and shrouded in clouds and mist, as if they are within reach;

The waterfalls in the mountains rush down, splashing water everywhere, majestic and magnificent;

The trees at the foot of the mountain are lush, the birds are singing, and the flowers are fragrant, full of vitality.

The whole painting is magnificent and profound, making people feel as if they are in it, feeling the wonders of nature and the infinite charm of life.

What’s even more amazing is that Zhou Lianhua only took ten minutes to paint, without any pause or modification during the entire process.

The lounge was silent as everyone was shocked by Zhou Lianhua's paintings.

Everyone stood in front of the painting, carefully looking at every detail.

"Wonderful! Wonderful!"

“The brushwork is exquisite, the artistic conception is profound, and it is full of aura and vitality. It is truly a rare masterpiece!”

"I may not even be able to paint like this!"

Chairman Lan at the side couldn't help but exclaim in praise, and they all looked at Zhou Lianhua with surprise and admiration in their eyes.

At first everyone thought that this unexpected guest came here through connections.

I didn't expect that he had such a profound painting foundation and could create such wonderful paintings.

"Lotus, you really surprised me!" Bai Qingqing nodded excitedly.

She likes this little girl more and more!

"Ms. Zhou, it's really you." A young man in a Zhongshan suit, holding a teacup in his hand, walked slowly to the painting with an appreciative smile on his face.

"you know me."

"When Miss Zhou was at the auction house before, she identified Master Wu Zhen's "Dongnuan Furong Tu" as a fake with her naked eyes, which caused quite a stir in the industry. I deeply admire your appreciation ability and unique vision."

The young man said with a smile, his eyes full of admiration for Zhou Lianhua.

"Thank you for the compliment. It was just a fluke."

"Ms. Zhou, your paintings are equally amazing." The young man in the Zhongshan suit praised. He put down the teacup in his hand and turned to face Zhou Lianhua. "I'm Wu Yu. I wonder if Miss Zhou is free. I would like to discuss the art of painting with you."

After hearing what Wu Yu said, everyone naturally listened to Wu Yu mention what happened at the auction house during that period, and they all looked at Zhou Lianhua with even more admiration.

"I'm just here as a guest today."

Zhou Lianhua responded indifferently.

"Lotus, it's a bit stuffy here, come with me for a walk."

"it is good."

Zhou Feifei exchanged a few brief greetings with her friends.

She glanced intentionally or unintentionally in the direction of the judges' lounge, praying silently in her heart that she would have a chance to talk to Chairman Lan alone.

Chairman Lan, Lan Xinfan, is a leader in the Kyoto painting world and president of the Kyoto Art Association.

His works are world-renowned, and being able to receive his guidance is undoubtedly a huge opportunity for Zhou Feifei.

"Feifei, what are you looking at?"

Wang Qianer noticed that her daughter was absent-minded, so she followed her gaze and saw that the door of the lounge was closed.

"Mom, I want to talk to Chairman Lan." Zhou Feifei shook her head, but she kept an eye on the activities in the lounge.

"Go ahead."

Wang Qianer understood her daughter's thoughts, and Chairman Lan's guidance was indeed an important opportunity for her.

She nodded and encouraged, "Remember to be polite and don't leave a bad impression on Chairman Lan."

Zhou Feifei nodded, took a deep breath, tidied her appearance, and then walked towards the judges' lounge.

Her heart beat a little faster, she felt both nervous and excited.

She saw a waiter coming out of the lounge with a tray.

She walked over quickly.

"Sir, may I come in for a moment?"

Zhou Feifei stopped the waiter with a shy smile on her face.

The waiter was stunned for a moment, looked Zhou Feifei up and down, and asked politely: "Miss, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Chairman Lan. I'm his fan and want an autograph from him." Zhou Feifei said as she took out a pen and paper from her handbag.

The waiter said awkwardly, "I'm sorry, Miss, Chairman Lan is not seeing anyone right now."

"I'm Zhou Feifei..." Zhou Feifei wanted to fight for it again, and said in a tough tone: "Sir, please be flexible. I admire Chairman Lan's talent very much and want to ask for advice in person."

When the waiter heard the three words "Zhou Feifei", a hint of surprise flashed across his face.

Naturally, he also heard other people saying that Zhou Feifei was the favorite to win the championship.

But he still insisted, "I'm sorry, both of you, Chairman Lan really doesn't want to see anyone."

"Hmph!" Zhou Feifei snorted coldly and prepared to leave.

In the lounge, Matt was sitting on the sofa with his eyes closed.

"Chairman Lan, just now Miss Zhou Feifei wanted to come in and ask for your autograph, but I stopped her." The waiter said in a low voice.

Chairman Lan curled his lips.

Before this, the Zhou family secretly gave Zhou Feifei a lot of benefits in order to help her win the painting competition.

But last night he received instructions from his superiors that Zhou Feifei must not become the champion of this painting competition.

Although he didn't know the reason, seeing that another daughter of the Zhou family was a guest today, Chairman Lan had already made a decision in his heart.

"Well, well done." Chairman Lan responded calmly without much expression.

Seeing that Chairman Lan had no other instructions, the waiter quietly left.

At this time, Zhou Feifei was standing in the corridor, feeling unwilling.

Zhou Lianhua stood not far from the lounge, waiting for Bai Qingqing to go to the bathroom.

She had abnormal hearing and heard Zhou Feifei, who was not far away, asking to see Chairman Lan.

She curled her lips slightly and took a few steps to Zhou Feifei's side.

Then I saw Zhou Feifei clenching her fists with a gloomy face.

"Yo."

Zhou Lianhua chuckled, with a hint of teasing and sarcasm in her voice.

"Sister Feifei, what's wrong? You look so unhappy. Is it because Chairman Lan didn't give you face?"

Zhou Feifei was already filled with anger because of the humiliation she suffered.

Now being ridiculed by Zhou Lianhua, he was immediately furious.

She glared at Zhou Lianhua fiercely and said through gritted teeth: "What do you care!"

Zhou Lianhua seemed not to notice her murderous expression.

She was still smiling, but her tone was even more sarcastic: "Oh, it seems that what I said was right. Chairman Lan is such a big shot. Today is the finals. You are so stupid."

"Zhou Lianhua, stop speaking in such a sarcastic tone!"

Zhou Feifei was so angry that she was shaking all over. What she hated most was Zhou Lianhua's hypocritical look.

He was obviously a scheming man, but he pretended to be harmless, which made her disgusted.

"I'm being weird?"

Zhou Lianhua covered her mouth in surprise, then chuckled, "I'm telling the truth, Sister Feifei, you're not angry because of shame, are you?"