The True Heiress Is The Real Bigshot

Chapter 268: 256 Money-making Whiz, Cool Mu Chenzhou [1 Update]

[Still, merely so-so. Probably doesn’t realize Yan Bao has had several calligraphy exhibitions already?]

[Honestly, she’s good-looking but way too arrogant. Yan Bao, slap her in the face!]

Although Xiu Yan entered the entertainment industry, she was the eldest daughter of the Xiu family, naturally excelling in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

But to have calligraphy exhibitions, Xiu Yan’s foundation in calligraphy was truly impressive.

Especially when, not long ago, her large calligraphic work was personally sent by the vice-president of the Hua Country Calligrapher Association to an international calligraphy and painting competition.

Her fans were all aware of what the Hua Country Calligrapher Association represented.

All the top master calligraphers of Hua Country were members of this association.

And these master calligraphers were not the types to take on disciples lightly.

True, her ties with the Xiu family played a part, but Xiu Yan was impressive in her own right.

After finishing a drama about jumping off a building and losing her memory, Ying Zijin finally deigned to shift her gaze onto Xiu Yan, “I’ll write a character, but it’s quite expensive.”

Xiu Yan’s smile receded, “What do you mean, Classmate Ying?”

Their conversation was clearly recorded into the live broadcast.

The bullet screen was filled with question marks.@@novelbin@@

[??? Does she know Yan Bao is the eldest daughter of the Xiu family and is deliberately extorting her?]

[What do you mean your character is expensive? Do you know Yan Bao’s characters can sell for two hundred thousand? How much pricier can you get?]

[Yan Bao, agree to it. If she loses, she has to buy your character too!]

Xiu Yan glanced at the bullet screen in the live room and after some thought, smiled, “Alright, whoever wins will have to buy the other’s character.”

Hearing this, Ying Zijin yawned lazily, her demeanor nonchalant, “Then let’s begin.”

Xiu Yan made a phone call, asking someone to bring over all her brush, ink, paper, and inkstone.

“Classmate Ying, this is a website launched by the Hua Country Calligrapher Association,” Xiu Yan opened up a webpage, “After we upload our own written characters, the website will provide a score evaluation.”

“Generally speaking, a character that scores 90 can sell for five hundred thousand.”

While saying this, Xiu Yan picked up a brush, “Which one do you need, Classmate Ying? Wolf hair, or sheep hair?”

Ying Zijin glanced over and casually picked one, “Doesn’t matter.”

Xiu Yan, holding her brush, paused, then smiled again, “It seems Classmate Ying is pretty skilled.”

[Skilled at what? Even beginners in calligraphy know to use different types of brushes for different artwork. How can it not matter?]

[Must have never learned calligraphy, right? Originally an art student who came to participate in ISC, now it seems even that is not up to scratch?]

Xiu Yan laid out the Xuan Paper and after dipping her brush in the prepared ink, began to write.

She wrote in running script, each stroke and character exuding elegance and grandeur.

While writing, Xiu Yan glanced over at the girl and saw that after writing one character, she stopped. Xiu Yan shook her head slightly.

Five minutes later, Xiu Yan stopped writing.

After blowing on the Xuan Paper, she took out her phone to take a picture.

Ying Zijin had written just a single character, and after finishing, her attention went back to the television.

Teng Yunmeng quickly pulled out her phone, “Zijin, I’ll take the picture for you.”

“Now, I’m going to upload our characters to this website.” Xiu Yan opened the screen sharing, making sure everyone in the live room could see it.

[Hurry up and upload, Yan Bao. Release the score so that she knows who’s better.]

“I’ll upload it now,” Xiu Yan reassured her fans with a smile, “Don’t be anxious, everyone.”

“Zijin,” Teng Yunmeng whispered, “even if you lose, it’s okay. After all, Xiu Yan is somewhat affiliated with the Calligraphers Association of Hua Country; she’s truly skilled.”

Ying Zijin stretched lazily, “If I win the money, I’ll treat you to a meal.”

Teng Yunmeng: “???”

Because both characters were uploaded together, the scoring was also released at the same time.

Xiu Yan purposely revealed Ying Zijin’s score first.

She moved the mouse and clicked on the score column.

A big red “100” popped up, and the website even played celebratory music.

[…]

The fans in the live room went silent all at once.

This “100” was evidently like a slap to their faces.

“Classmate Ying’s calligraphy is really amazing.” Xiu Yan still smiled, with no change in her expression, “I’m not trained in art; I can’t compare.”

She clicked on her own score.

It came out as an “8.”

The celebratory music immediately disappeared, replaced by a string of mournful erhu sounds.

Teng Yunmeng laughed out loud with a “ha.”

Ying Zijin rubbed her head.

The nickname Old Playful Child for Sheng Qingtang really wasn’t without reason.

Even a website could be turned into like this.

Xiu Yan’s fingers trembled with disbelief.

If it wasn’t for the fact that she was still live streaming, she would have pounced already.

The number “8” was like a knife, glaringly stabbing her in the eyes.

The last time she had scored 80 points, and she had practiced for a long time since. Even her teacher had praised her, which was rare; how could she possibly score an 8?

Xiu Yan tucked her hair behind her ears, barely managing to stabilize her emotions, and she laughed as if she didn’t care, “The system must have malfunctioned. Let me upload it again.”

As she spoke, she re-uploaded her calligraphy.

A few seconds later, the score appeared: 85.

Xiu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled, “That’s the right score. I’ll upload Classmate Ying’s calligraphy again as well.”

She clicked to upload.

The score came out quickly, still a 100.

Xiu Yan’s nails dug into her palm.

85 compared to 100 didn’t look as bad as 8 to 100.

But before Xiu Yan could fully relax, her score changed the next second.

From 85, it dropped back to an 8.

Once again, the melancholic sound of an erhu played.

The barrage in the live room went completely silent; the fans were lost for words.

It was clear that it wasn’t a system error on the website. Xiu Yan’s score was simply an “8”.

The silence was finally broken by onlookers and a part of Xiu Yan’s haters.

[I’ve used this website too. Its scoring system is based on ratios, so if someone’s calligraphy is really good, then accordingly, the scores of others will decrease.]

[LOL, so it’s because Classmate Ying’s calligraphy is too good, it directly crushed Xiu Yan’s score to a single digit? I can’t stop laughing.]

[I see, I see. She got 100 points because you can only get up to 100 points.]

[Indeed, even a casual attempt from her is better than yours. If she actually tried, you’d have no chance of comparing, understand?]

[A big star bullying a novice, only to hit an iron plate because the novice is actually a pro?]

[Where do the fans get the audacity? Trying to slap someone else’s face? Now where’s your face?]

Even as the moderator tirelessly deleted messages and muted users, they couldn’t keep things under control.

What was meant to be a live stream for fans turned into a public ridicule fest.

The fans were so embarrassed they forgot to defend Xiu Yan.

With a smack, Xiu Yan closed her laptop, her strained expression finally shattering.

“I won’t take much. Just a million,” Ying Zijin said, lounging on the sofa with a lazy air, “I’ve sent you the payment code. Remember to transfer the money.”

Xiu Yan left with a livid face.

When she left, her hands were shaking.

Teng Yunmeng came back to his senses, dazed.

Their group’s looks and brains, she turned out to also be a little money-making expert.

**

Back in her bedroom, Xiu Yan was so angry she smashed the inkstone.

With her chest heaving, she grabbed her phone and dialed, “Hello, yes, it’s me. We’re going out tomorrow and I’ll invite her. Then you can take action depending on the situation.”

Something was said on the other end.

Xiu Yan chuckled, “No background, and she’s from Shanghai City too. Who wouldn’t be able to make her disappear quietly in the capital? Feng Hua, if you don’t want to, I’ll contact someone else. I believe your brothers will be interested too.”

“No no no, Eldest Miss Xiu,” Feng Hua panicked at that, “I want it, I want it. Such a fine piece, it’s generous of Eldest Miss Xiu to think of me first.”

“Let’s make it clear from the start. I’m only responsible for bringing her over,” Xiu Yan said indifferently, “I won’t get involved in the rest.”

“Deal, just bring her to me,” Feng Hua agreed, “I’ve done this many times, it won’t implicate you, Eldest Miss Xiu. Besides, I wouldn’t dare, right?”

Although the Feng family had a name in the capital, they were nothing compared to the Xiu family.

It wasn’t just about Xiu Yan sending someone over. Even if she requested help, Feng Hua had to ensure it was done.

He took a swig of alcohol and opened the picture Xiu Yan sent him, boasting proudly to the young masters beside him, “Look at this girl. Isn’t she stunning?”

“Yo, Young Master Feng, where did she come from?” one of the young masters exclaimed in surprise, “Which celebrity is this?”

“No, no, just a commoner,” Feng Hua waved his hand, “Eldest Miss Xiu said she’d send this girl to me. Once I’m bored with her, I’ll pass her to you guys.”

“That’s great,” the young master laughed, “I’m quite interested in trying myself, though I suppose Young Master Mu won’t join in these sorts of things, right?”

He turned his head, looking at Mu Chenzhou beside him, teasing, “Our Young Master Mu is about to inherit the Mu family after all.”

Mu Chenzhou stared intently at the photo without saying a word.

Feng Hua noticed Mu Chenzhou’s expression change, sobering up, “Young Master Mu, do you know her? Is she yours?”

If she was someone known to Mu Chenzhou, Feng Hua dared not touch her.

He couldn’t afford to offend both the Xiu and the Mu families.

He was lecherous, but valued his life more.

Mu Chenzhou took a slow breath and turned his head away lightly, “I don’t know her, have fun with her.”