After the real daughter was reborn, the girl who traveled through the book was cannon fodder

"Why is this happening, Mr. Tao?" Tan Changqing couldn't help but ask out loud, his face full of confusion and puzzlement, and his voice full of anxiety.

"Yes, Mr. Tao, didn't you say before that our group performed better than theirs? Then why did you vote for them in the end?" Lin Zhirou asked immediately, her eyes full of confusion, hoping that Mr. Tao could give them a reasonable explanation.

"Mr. Tao, you clearly praised my paintings and said they were excellent, so why didn't you vote for us? You must give us a reason!" Jiang Baizhi couldn't suppress her inner dissatisfaction, she questioned, with a hint of questioning in her tone.

"This...how did it suddenly become like this?" Chao Yan felt confused and puzzled when he saw Jiang Baizhi and her group of three questioning Mr. Tao. He didn't understand why things suddenly took such a turn.

"Mr. Tao can vote however he wants. Why can't you afford to lose?" Bai Ren curled his lips and said disdainfully, with a hint of sarcasm in his words.

"Let's listen to what Mr. Tao has to say first." Qu Qingdai said softly, her voice gentle and calm.

"Okay, since everyone is so eager for a reason, I'll tell you mine now." Tao Huaixi said slowly, pointing to the big screen, "Everyone, please look at the big screen!"

Tao Huaixi then continued, "These paintings are the works of Jiang Baizhi's group displayed in their exhibition hall. I just asked the staff to help take pictures and then put them on the big screen. Everyone, please take a look!"

As Tao Huaixi finished speaking, everyone in the room simultaneously focused their attention on the large screen. Three works, all in a pastoral style, appeared on the screen. These works were exceptionally well-executed, each showcasing the artist's profound painting skills and unique artistic expression. Every detail was meticulously rendered, and the use of color was perfectly balanced, creating a sense of tranquility and beauty. Each piece seemed to tell a heartwarming and moving story, inviting immersion and careful appreciation.

"What's wrong with these paintings? I think they are very good!" Tan Changqing said with a puzzled look on his face. He frowned slightly, as if he didn't quite understand why everyone reacted this way.

"That's right, isn't the painting excellent? Every detail is handled so well, and the colors are so harmonious!" Lin Zhirou also echoed, her eyes full of confusion.

"The painting is just so-so. It's still a little worse than Qingdai's." Bai Ren said disapprovingly, with a hint of contempt in his tone.

"Speak softly and stop talking." Chao Yan gently hit Bai Ren. There was a hint of blame in his eyes, as if he thought Bai Ren shouldn't say that.

"These paintings..." Qu Qingdai thought to herself as she looked at the paintings on the big screen. As expected, just like in her previous life, these paintings had fallen into Jiang Baizhi's hands. Although it was still unbelievable, she had been reborn in this life, and things would no longer be as passive as in her previous life.

Jiang Baizhi was panicked when she saw the paintings on the big screen. These were the paintings she stole, so why were they being displayed separately? Logically, no one should know that these paintings were not her own. This should be something only the original heroine knew! She couldn't help but look at Qu Qingdai, but found that Qu Qingdai had no expression, not even a hint of surprise. This made Jiang Baizhi even more panicked in an instant. Her heart was filled with fear and anxiety. She didn't know what would happen next.

"Yes, these are the paintings. Before entering the exhibition hall, I repeatedly asked Jiang Baizhi whether these paintings were painted by her own hands, and she answered me 'yes' at that time. So now, I want to ask you one last time, are these paintings really painted by you?" Tao Huaixi stared at Jiang Baizhi closely, his eyes as sharp as a hawk, as if he wanted to see through her heart, and asked solemnly.

"I... this, this..." Jiang Baizhi was instantly panicked by the question. She felt as if she had been hit by something, and her heart was filled with panic and fear. With so many viewers and a live broadcast, her mind was working rapidly, trying to think of a way to deal with it. She pondered secretly, and was sure that in the original work, these paintings had not been published before participating in the variety show. Thinking of this, she calmed down a little, and then replied calmly, "Yes, I drew these paintings!"

"Okay, you said it yourself, everyone heard it!" Tao Huaixi said, with a hint of imperceptible disappointment in his voice.

"This...what's going on? What is Mr. Tao asking?" Bai Ren asked with a puzzled look, his eyes full of doubts.

"I don't know either. Could it be that these paintings were not painted by Jiang Baizhi?" Chao Yan frowned and guessed, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

"What are you talking about? Didn't Baizhi say that these paintings were drawn by her?" Lin Zhirou immediately retorted, her tone full of trust in Jiang Baizhi.

"Let's see what Mr. Tao says first." Tan Changqing said, his eyes fixed on Tao Huaixi, as if waiting for him to reveal the answer.

"Then, Jiang Baizhi, you must give me a definite answer now. Tell me when exactly you painted these paintings!" Tao Huaixi's voice became increasingly harsh. He stared at Jiang Baizhi closely and continued to ask.

"This... this is me. I drew it three years ago." Jiang Baizhi's voice trembled a little, and she seemed a little uncertain. In fact, she herself had no idea when these paintings were drawn. But she thought that it had been more than two years since she traveled to this world, and these paintings must have existed before she traveled through time. However, the heroine in the original novel taught herself to paint, and if it was too early, the heroine's painting skills at that time would not be very good. So, after weighing it over and over again, she still said "three years ago". She thought to herself that this time should be more appropriate.

After hearing Jiang Baizhi's answer, Qu Qingdai's lips lifted slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. She secretly laughed inwardly, having long known Jiang Baizhi's lies and performances. Relaxing, she stood quietly by, watching Jiang Baizhi continue her performance as if enjoying a farce.

"Okay, okay, what you said is really very good!" Tao Huaixi laughed in anger, his voice full of grief and disappointment. "How can you still be so confident? Then I tell you now, I saw these paintings as early as five years ago. How do you explain it? Ah! Do you still dare to believe that these paintings are yours?"

"This...how is this possible! This is impossible! How could you have seen this!?" Jiang Baizhi widened her eyes, her face full of disbelief, and her voice became sharp with panic.

"Impossible? What an impossible number!" Tao Huaixi sneered. "These paintings of yours are works by the famous painter Grace, which were displayed in her own exhibition five years ago. At that time, although she was just beginning to gain fame, these paintings were indeed displayed in her exhibition. She became famous abroad, and every one of her exhibitions was held abroad. People in China may not know much about her, but for those of us in the art world, there is no international distinction. I have thoroughly studied each of her works. I believe you can go online to check whether these three paintings have appeared five years ago!"

Tao Huaixi paused for a moment, then continued, "Jiang Baizhi, tell me again in front of me about the paintings you drew three years ago. Do you dare to talk about them again?"

Jiang Baizhi's face instantly turned pale, her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and her eyes were filled with fear and panic. She opened her mouth, wanting to say something, but found that she had no words to say. She could only stand there helplessly, like a clown whose lies had been exposed.

The audience began to whisper and cast questioning glances at Jiang Baizhi. Some even began to accuse her of hypocrisy and deception. Lin Zhirou was also stunned. She couldn't believe that Jiang Baizhi, whom she had always trusted, would do such a thing. Her eyes were filled with disappointment and pain.

Tao Huaixi looked at Jiang Baizhi's embarrassed expression, his heart filled with anger and contempt. He continued, "Jiang Baizhi, do you think you can always rely on deception to gain recognition from others? Your behavior is not only a blasphemy to art, but also a disrespect to the audience!"

At this time, Tan Changqing checked the information on his mobile phone and found that these works had indeed been exhibited at an overseas art exhibition five years ago. He walked forward, looked at Jiang Baizhi, and said with disappointment in his eyes: "Baizhi, I really didn't expect you to do this. You disappoint me so much."

Bai Ren sneered at the side and said, "I've known for a long time that she's not a good person, but I didn't expect her to be so shameless!"

Chao Yan sighed and said, "Oh, I never thought something like this would happen."

"Impossible! This is impossible! This is absolutely impossible! It's not written like this in the book. How could this be possible?" Jiang Baizhi screamed hysterically, her face filled with fear. Then, as if all her strength had been drained away, she ran out of the exhibition hall in a daze, her figure gradually blurring from people's sight.

"Hey... Baizhi! You... you wait!" Lin Zhirou called out anxiously, her voice filled with concern and anxiety. However, Jiang Baizhi seemed to be oblivious and rushed forward, leaving Lin Zhirou standing there, her eyes filled with disappointment and helplessness.

"I never thought she would plagiarize! Is this the daughter of the Jiang family? Qingdai, it's a good thing you didn't recognize this Jiang family as your marriage!" Bai Ren lowered his voice and whispered to Qu Qingdai. His eyes were full of contempt and disdain, as if he was looking at an unforgivable sinner.

"It's so surprising. I can't tell that she is like this before!" Chao Yan also said in a low voice.

"This... everyone is different." Qu Qingdai looked at Jiang Baizhi's retreating figure, her brows furrowed slightly, a hint of doubt in her eyes. She watched Jiang Baizhi run away quietly, feeling very confused. She had just heard Jiang Baizhi say "in the book", but she really didn't understand what it meant, which filled her heart with doubt and confusion.

This series of unexpected reversals, like a bombshell, set off an uproar at the scene, not only leaving everyone present stunned and deeply shocked, but also leaving the audience in the live broadcast room with their mouths wide open in amazement. They all expressed their opinions in the barrage:

[Oh my god! This plot twist is too much! ]

[Jiang Baizhi actually plagiarized? This is simply unbelievable!]

【What's going on? I didn't expect this to happen!】

[I did a search and found that there was indeed a foreign news report five years ago that confirmed Jiang Baizhi's plagiarism!]

[The Jiang family's daughter turned out to be such a person. How disappointing! ]

[This plot development is so unexpected, I couldn't have guessed it at all! ]

[This series of events is so astonishing, I was stunned! ]

[Ahhhhh! How dare you plagiarize Grace? This is unforgivable!]

[Jiang Baizhi said it so confidently earlier, I almost believed it!]

[Mr. Tao is really nice! He gave Jiang Baizhi so many chances!]

[Jiang Baizhi must quit the program. She's always the one that gets into trouble!]

[Ahhh, what bad luck! Jiang is simply in trouble!]

I know Grace. She's very famous abroad. My friends like her very much. I heard she's going to hold an art exhibition in China soon!

The director stood aside, watching the chaotic scene unfold. His eyes widened, his face filled with disbelief. For a moment, he was at a loss, as if in a bizarre dream, unable to react. After a long while, he slowly regained consciousness, as if awakening from a dream. He coughed a few times, then spoke: "Ahem, this is truly beyond our expectations. It's truly unbelievable! I'm sure everyone is surprised too. I want to express my deepest apologies for giving you such a bad experience. I'm truly sorry. So, after our judgment, the winners are Qu Qingdai's team. Let us all congratulate them! In addition, I would like to express my special thanks to Mr. Tao and the one hundred public judges for their active participation and support. Without you, this wonderful show wouldn't be possible! Thank you all!"

As soon as the director finished speaking, he continued: "Well, this episode of the variety show has come to an end. Thank you to every audience for your attention and support, and see you in the fourth episode!" After that, the director hurriedly ended the live broadcast, as if he wanted to escape from this scene full of chaos and accidents as soon as possible.

As the live broadcast screen disappeared, the entire variety show scene fell into silence, leaving only endless doubts and emotions in people's hearts.

The live broadcast ended in a hurry. Chao Yan, Bai Ren, Tan Changqing, Lin Zhirou and Qu Qingdai stood there, looking at each other, their faces full of astonishment and confusion. For a moment, no one spoke first, and the atmosphere seemed particularly solemn.

"Cough cough cough..." Bai Ren broke the silence, coughed a few times, and then said, "Since the live broadcast is over, let's go home." There was a hint of helplessness and fatigue in his voice.

"Okay, I agree. I'll be leaving first. See you in the last episode." Chao Yan looked at everyone and said in a flat tone. Then he turned and left. His back gradually disappeared from everyone's sight.

"Then... let's do this, goodbye!" Tan Changqing also waved to everyone, then left with heavy steps.

"Bye!" Lin Zhirou also hurriedly said goodbye to everyone and quickly left the scene.

Watching everyone leave one after another, Qu Qingdai took out her phone from her pocket, swiped her finger across the screen a few times, and then dialed Su Jingmo's number. She stood there quietly, hearing the sound of the phone being connected, but her mind was full of thoughts.