Reborn and returned, sisters swapped

The banquet continued, and the guests gathered around Gujin Rock, praising it endlessly.

Gu Jinyan felt an unprecedented warmth and support; this was what it felt like to be the center of attention.

My hard work and perseverance have finally earned everyone's recognition.

"Miss Gu, could you please play another piece for us?" a young scholar pleaded, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Upon hearing this, Gu Jinyan was slightly taken aback, then gently shook his head and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your kindness. Today, I only wish to spend this wonderful time with you all and will not perform any more."

"Miss Gu is too modest. With such outstanding musical skills, how can we not enjoy this pleasure?" another woman said with a smile, her eyes full of admiration.

But she still waved her hand and said with a smile, "Thank you all for your kindness. Today I just want to quietly enjoy the food."

Seeing his daughter's humility, Gu Yuande felt even more gratified.

He stood up, raised his glass to the crowd, and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, tonight we not only celebrate the prosperity of the Gu family, but also rejoice in the growth of Gu Jinyan. May she continue to work hard and live up to everyone's expectations in the days to come!"

Everyone raised their glasses and offered their blessings, making the atmosphere even more lively.

A warm feeling welled up in Gu Jinyan's heart—

Finally, her father saw her.

However, a turbulent undercurrent was stirring within the Quran.

He gritted his teeth inwardly, determined not to let Gu Jinyan continue to shine in front of everyone.

So she smiled slightly and said in a relaxed manner, "Sister, your zither skills are good, but in this bustling capital, talent is not limited to the sound of the zither."

Perhaps we could explore other talents, what do you think?

As soon as the Quran was recited, the crowd began to whisper among themselves, their eyes filled with curiosity.

He was secretly pleased with himself, knowing that he had successfully aroused everyone's interest.

"Miss Gu, besides the guqin, do you have any other special talents?" a young gentleman asked, his eyes filled with teasing.

Gu Jinyan understood the meaning of the Quran, but he did not want to appear cowardly in front of others.

After a brief moment of thought, Gu Jinyan smiled slightly and said firmly, "Although my zither skills are passable, I dare not boast about my other talents."

However, I do enjoy drawing, and I'd like to share it with everyone if I have the chance.

"Painting? That's really interesting!" another guest exclaimed excitedly. "How are Miss Gu's painting skills? Would you like to demonstrate for us?"

Gu Jinyan pondered to himself whether he could truly create a work that would satisfy people.

Gu Jinyan's painting skills are not considered superb, but under Master Su's guidance and with his own talent, they are still quite distinctive.

At this moment, she silently encouraged herself: "No matter what, I cannot back down."

"Then I'll give it a try." Gu Jinyan nodded slightly, his gaze firm, confident in his abilities.

Gu Jinyan beckoned to the maid beside him, asking for paper and pen.

Seeing this, Quran was secretly delighted.

Gu Jinyan's painting skills were not outstanding, and he thought to himself, "This time I'll definitely embarrass her!"

Soon after, a maid brought over a sheet of clean white paper and a paintbrush.

Gu Jinyan sat at the table, took a deep breath, and tried to calm himself down.

Gu Jinyan gently gripped the pen, his mind filled with countless thoughts.

Then I began to sketch on the paper, the pen tip lightly gliding across the surface, leaving delicate lines.

Although Gu Jinyan's hands trembled slightly, he tried his best to focus on the scene in front of him.

As I delved deeper into the brushstrokes, I gradually found my rhythm, and the tension in my heart eased.

"Miss Gu is truly talented; her painting is so exquisite!" a woman exclaimed, her eyes filled with admiration.

Gu Jinyan continued sketching on the paper.

Her thoughts gradually became immersed in the painting.

They forgot about the stares of those around them.

A blooming flower gradually emerges from the brush, its petals layered upon each other, vibrant in color, like the spring sunshine falling on the earth.

"What beautiful flowers!" came an exclamation from the crowd.

Although the painting was not perfect, it was full of life and vitality, which drew praise from the guests present.

Qulanci's face grew increasingly gloomy, and he felt a growing anxiety. He had never expected that Gu Jinyan could display such talent in painting.

Originally, it was thought that this would be an opportunity for Gu Jinyan to embarrass herself, but unexpectedly, it earned her everyone's praise instead.

"Could she really turn the tables on this?" Gu Lanci felt uneasy, his eyes revealing a hint of disdain and jealousy.

He pondered to himself that he had to find an opportunity to overshadow the brilliance of Gujin Rock.

Amidst the praise of the crowd, Gu Jinyan grew increasingly confident, and his brushstrokes became even more fluid.

As the painting gradually took shape, his emotions rose higher and higher, and he seemed to forget all the pressure around him.

A sense of accomplishment, unlike anything Gu Jinyan had ever felt, welled up within him.

Here, I have finally found my own stage.

“Miss Gu’s painting skills are truly admirable. If you could add a few more strokes, it would surely become a masterpiece!” said a young gentleman.

“Yes, Miss Gu’s talents are truly diverse. Not only is her musical skill outstanding, but her painting skills are also superb!” another woman chimed in, her eyes full of admiration.

The shadow of the Quran still loomed over her mind, preventing her from fully relaxing.

“Miss Gu, if you have time, could you tell us about the inspiration behind this painting?” a scholar suggested, his eyes filled with anticipation.

Gu Jinyan pondered for a moment, smiled slightly, and slowly said, "The inspiration for this painting comes from my longing for spring."

Spring is the season of rejuvenation, when flowers bloom in profusion, symbolizing hope and vitality.

I hope to convey that vibrant feeling through this painting.

Everyone nodded, their eyes revealing their admiration for Gu Jinyan.

As Quran listened to these words, he grew increasingly displeased, thinking to himself, "Gu Jinyan's paintings are good, but they are only a momentary inspiration and can never compare to mine."

Qulan smiled slightly and said in a relaxed manner, "Although your painting skills are good, if you want to establish yourself in the capital, you still need more practice and experience."

After all, a true woman of talent doesn't rely solely on fleeting inspiration.

The Quran's words carried a hint of provocation, but Gu Jinyan did not want to argue in front of everyone.

So she replied calmly, "Thank you for your guidance, little sister. I will continue to work hard."

The atmosphere at the banquet was slightly tense due to the Quranic verses, but the crowd still surrounded Gu Jinyan, praising him incessantly.

"Miss Gu, if you have time, could you teach me a few painting techniques?" a young woman pleaded.

Gu Jinyan was quite surprised to gradually gain recognition in this circle.

So she nodded in agreement: "Of course, if there is an opportunity, I would like to share some of my experiences with everyone."

"Great! We look forward to Miss Gu's guidance!" Everyone echoed, and the atmosphere warmed up again.

“Sister, since you are so good at painting, why don’t you hold an art exhibition for us? Let everyone see your talent.” Quran suggested, feigning enthusiasm.

Quran's suggestion was not simple; it was clearly an attempt to embarrass Gu Jinyan in front of everyone.

Gu Jinyan pondered for a moment, forcing himself to remain calm, thinking to himself: "If I refuse, it will only arouse more suspicion and speculation."

If I accept, I might be able to use this opportunity to prove myself.

So she smiled brightly and replied loudly, "If everyone is willing, I'd love to try."

Quran was secretly pleased with himself, but wore a gentle smile on his face.

It seemed as if everything was for the good of Gu Jinyan.

This art exhibition will be a perfect opportunity to embarrass Gu Jinyan in front of everyone.

"Then it's settled. I'll arrange everything." Quran's voice was tinged with excitement.

“Father, today’s banquet is truly lively,” Quran said with a smile.

Her gaze kept sweeping towards Gu Jinyan, as if she was waiting for an opportunity.