Reborn Young Lady's Peerless Grace

Such behavior is truly unbearable.

Everyone's eyes looking at Shen Wanru changed at this moment.

"She's really using any means to get her voice heard. She's so shameless."

"Just now I really thought she was very talented, but it turns out she plagiarized others' works. It's really disgraceful."

"This is still the daughter of the Hou Mansion. This eldest lady stole the poem. Doesn't Lord Shen know about this? Or do they all know about this? They are helping this eldest lady Shen cheat just to gain the favor of the higher-ups."

This Hundred Flowers Banquet was not just about reciting poems and composing couplets, and everyone who came here knew it well.

Since Shen Wanru's poem was plagiarized, her previous achievements in poetry naturally do not count.

At this time, a maid came forward and tore off the poem that Shen Wanru had just posted on the list.

Shen Wanru stood there, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

But she can't.

She had put in a lot of effort for this Hundred Flowers Banquet, and she couldn't just leave like that.

Since poetry cannot win, she has other things. I don’t believe that apart from these crappy poems, she also has the zither.

Shen Wanru glared at the middle-aged man who was leaving with hatred, and went towards the place where the piano competition was held with a dark face.

Seeing that the middle-aged man had gone far away, Shen Wanqing leaned close to Jing'er's ear and whispered to her to make arrangements for the middle-aged man.

Unexpectedly, this man was the scholar Bai Yujing who gave him the poetry collection.

In his previous life, Bai Yujing was full of talent, but unfortunately he was used by Shen Wanru and ended up with his head and body separated.

After arranging these, Shen Wanqing returned to the competition venue.

The leader in poetry at this time was naturally Shen Wanxiu, who was ranked first.

Everyone around was congratulating her except Shen Wanxiu.

"What about her?"

Shen Wanqing asked, and the maid behind her immediately whispered, "He went to the Qin Art Department."

She smiled, this was exactly what she wanted.

Shen Wanru wanted to win back face by competing in piano skills at this time, and Shen Wanqing raised her eyebrows and went towards the piano skills area.

Since the news of her plagiarizing poems had not spread here, people around her did not discriminate against her.

Shen Wanqing looked at Shen Wanru's confident expression and sneered inwardly. She stepped forward and said, "Sister, since you are so confident, why don't you show off your skills in playing the zither and win first place, so as to silence the gossips."

Shen Wanru held her head high, a look of disdain on her face: "Humph, among all the young ladies in the capital, no one can compare to me. This first place must belong to me!"

I don’t know where this confidence comes from.

Shen Wanru had been spoiled by the Su family since she was little. She had never mastered chess, calligraphy, or painting, but she had always been praised by everyone as a talented woman. She truly believed that no one could surpass her.

In her previous life, she was known as a talented woman and everyone admired her piano skills.

And in this life, how could she allow Shen Wanru to have such an opportunity to become famous.

The competition was held in an exquisite pavilion in the forest, surrounded by spectators. The ranking was based on the number of peach blossom branches submitted by the audience. The top performer had already received twelve peach blossom branches.

A young lady had just finished playing and stood up to salute, sparking scattered applause from the audience. Shen Wanru eagerly stepped forward, sat down gracefully, adjusted her posture, and gently placed her hands on the strings.

She was playing a little tune that was very popular among the ladies in the boudoir. The sound of the piano was gentle and melodious at first, like the gurgling of water, which attracted the attention of many girls. They gathered around her with intoxicated expressions on their faces.

Shen Wanru, delighted as the number of peach blossom branches in the vase gradually increased, played even more vigorously. However, her movements became increasingly exaggerated, her body swaying wildly to the rhythm, appearing somewhat artificial. Furthermore, amidst the melodious music, a few discordant notes were mingled.

Shen Wanqing, who had been listening carefully, keenly heard the mistakes she made and couldn't help laughing in her heart: It seems that in this life, it will not be so easy for Shen Wanru to gain fame and reputation again.

Shen Wanru, however, was completely unaware of her mistake and remained immersed in her own self-revelation. A smug smile spread across her face, as if she had already seen victory waving at her.

At this time, the audience began to whisper to each other.

"It seems that Miss Shen's piano skills are not as superb as the legend says."

"Yes, the movements are so exaggerated that they lose their elegance."

"And those few wrong notes, they really shouldn't have been made."

When Shen Wanqing heard these discussions, the smile on her lips became even more pronounced.

Not only did she play it wrong, there was no feeling in the song at all. Shen Wanru was just playing with her piano skills.

Shen Wanru mistakenly thought the audience was marveling at her performance, and she played even more vigorously. Her fingers danced across the strings rapidly, but her movements became increasingly chaotic.

Finally, after the song was over, Shen Wanru stood up and bowed to the audience, looking forward to thunderous applause and a vase full of peach blossom branches.

However, the applause was sparse, far less enthusiastic than she had imagined. Her smile froze instantly, and a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes.

"How could this happen?" she murmured to herself.

At this time, Shen Wanqing stepped forward and said with a smile: "Sister, your piano skills seem to have room for improvement."

Shen Wanru glared at her fiercely, very dissatisfied with Shen Wanqing today, "What do you know!"

At this time, the maid who was in charge of counting the peach blossom branches announced loudly: "Miss Shen, you have obtained eight peach blossom branches in total."

Shen Wanru's face became even uglier. She originally thought that she could at least surpass the previous top of the list, but she didn't expect that the gap was so big.

"This is impossible! Someone must be targeting me on purpose!"

The audience in the audience shook their heads when they heard her words.

"Your skills are inferior to others, but you refuse to admit it."

"That's right, I thought she was really that powerful."

Amidst the discussions of the crowd, Shen Wanru left the piano competition venue in embarrassment.

Returning to her seat, Shen Wanru became more and more angry, and she blamed it all on Shen Wanqing.

"You must be the one behind this, making me look bad!" she shouted at Shen Wanqing.

Shen Wanqing's face was calm, with a smile on her face, "Sister, this is all your own problem, it has nothing to do with me."

She always looks gentle and innocent.

When Shen Wanru saw this, she felt so angry that she gritted her teeth. Suddenly, she came up with a plan.

"I heard my sister practicing the piano in her room a few days ago. How about she play a song too?" Shen Wanru took her hand with a smile on her face.

Shen Wanqing was furious. She had made a series of mistakes today, not only losing face in poetry but also falling behind in zither playing. She had to redeem herself from Shen Wanqing.

She remembered that this idiot sister couldn't play the piano at all. In her impression, this sister was useless. She was good at nothing but playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. As long as she played a piece, everyone would think her piano skills were better.