After Being Blackened All Over the Internet, I Ruled the Military Variety Shows
Chapter 529 - 520: Unobstructed

Chapter 529: Chapter 520: Unobstructed

As soon as Jiang Lingxi ended the call, she received the location information from Qian Yiheng. Probably worried she might not find the place with just the address, Yiheng sent a detailed route guide shortly after.

Jiang Lingxi opened the map and handed it to Shen Yunqing when the car stopped at the crosswalk, "We’re going here."

Shen Yunqing glanced at it, "Calligraphy and Painting Association?"

"Have you been there?"

"Yeah, I was invited to restore an ancient painting once."

Hearing this, Jiang Lingxi silently put her phone away, for once lost for words.

He had been to the Calligraphy and Painting Association, and that elder gentleman was the vice president of the association. They might have even met back then.

The person I’ve been researching is right here, yet we’ve met without recognizing each other, tsk!

Shen Yunqing, puzzled by her gaze, asked, "Are we going there to meet someone?"

Although he hadn’t heard the call, he could barely guess.

"It’s an elder named Yuan Hui. He saw my imitation of ’Bibo Wanxiang’ in ’Inheritance’ and has been wanting to meet me since. When he learned I was back in the Imperial City, he contacted me without delay. Just now, it was Qian Xiaoxiao, the little aunt, who called. She said the elder has been obsessively researching the Divine Painter Xie Muyun for years!"

Shen Yunqing, who once used the alias ’Xie Muyun’: "..."

Seeing his somewhat bewildered expression, Jiang Lingxi held back her laughter, "I bet the elder will definitely ask if I’ve seen the original ’Bibo Wanxiang.’ What do you think I should say? If I say yes, there will be a follow-up question: where did I see it? If I say no, I’ll have to explain how I was able to create such an imitation of ’Bibo Wanxiang.’"

"How about just saying, in a dream."

"Good idea."

Jiang Lingxi finally laughed out loud, "I’ve already planned it. If I can’t handle the elder’s questions, I’ll just push you forward and say I saw it at your place. Everyone knows you can restore ancient paintings, maybe you even saw the original and restored it successfully."

Shen Yunqing: "..."

So, his task tonight is to paint another ’Bibo Wanxiang’ and deliberately age it to disguise it as an original!

Actually, no, they’re all painted by him, they are originals already.

Meanwhile, in the Calligraphy and Painting Association’s archive, Qian Yiheng let out a heavy sigh after ending the call.

Originally, her contact with her teacher had been decreasing over the years. After all, one was obsessed with research, while the other had to mentor students and pursue their own research direction.

Although their subjects belonged to the same era, one studied calligraphy and the other painting. They were not the same person, and the historical records didn’t mention any relationship between the two, so there was nothing much to discuss.

But ever since seeing that painting ’Bibo Wanxiang,’ the contact between them had increased significantly. Who would have thought the person they were interested in might have seen the original ’Bibo Wanxiang’ and mastered the Yuan Zhao calligraphic style to an unattainable level?

As a result, she was caught by her teacher to help with the research while also contacting people.

Fortunately, now they have finally made progress.

It’s just that Jiang Lingxi’s significant other coming along was something she needs to process.

Too sudden!

She also has to ensure confidentiality, as the hype around their romance had just subsided these days. If this invitation accidentally leaks, she would be the sinner among Lingxi’s fans.

Just as she was about to report the good news to her teacher, there was a sudden commotion from the direction of the side door not far away.

She squinted to take a look, quickly taking in the group that had just entered, thanks to her vantage point from the third-floor corridor.

"Security brother, are there visitors touring the association today? Why are people taking photos?"

The security guard in charge of the archive had just noticed the group in the distance and looked up to respond to Qian Yiheng, "They’re not here for a tour. The association president’s granddaughter is in the entertainment industry, filming some variety show I’m not sure the name of. They’re using this place for a shoot and to promote our Calligraphy and Painting Association. Don’t worry, they won’t come into the archive. If they accidentally damage something, the show wouldn’t be able to compensate."

Qian Yiheng couldn’t help but frown upon hearing this.

Although these people wouldn’t come to the archive, she still felt uneasy.

Originally, she planned to let Jiang Lingxi and her significant other park at the side door and lead them in.

But now, this plan seemed somewhat unsafe.

"Security brother, later there will be two distinguished guests of Vice President Yuan coming. Could you let them drive straight through the side door?"

The security guard was most familiar with Vice President Yuan among the association leaders.

After all, the time this elder spent in his exclusive office was not more than in the archive he was guarding.

He had gone in more than once to remind this elder, who forgot the time while researching, that the archive’s lights would be turned off at 6 PM.

"Vice President Yuan’s distinguished guests, huh? But the association hasn’t allowed outside vehicles to drive in directly before." The security guard hesitated for a moment before nodding firmly, "I’ll let old Hu at the side gate know, and when they arrive, he can manually lift the barrier. But I’ll need Vice President Yuan to sign an authorization slip. I’m just a security guard; I can’t take this responsibility."

Qian Yiheng readily agreed on her teacher’s behalf, "Alright, no problem."

She’s sure her teacher would be pleased.

"Let me know when the car is almost here."

Qian Yiheng nodded and turned to enter the archive room behind her.

Weaving through several rows of densely placed bookshelves, she saw her teacher with glasses sliding down the nose, jotting notes in several open books.

She only spoke after the elder paused the pen, "Teacher, I got in touch with Miss Jiang. She’s the one who imitated your beloved ’Bibo Wanxiang.’

Yuan Hui’s impatience from being interrupted faded instantly, and he looked straight at his student, "Where are they?"

Thankfully, Qian Yiheng was used to her teacher’s directness, "They’re on their way here." She continued in one breath, "You know Miss Jiang is also a celebrity. There’s a variety show shooting at the association today, so it would be best to keep them apart. That’s why Miss Jiang’s car needs to come right to the archive’s front. The security said they need your authorization slip. Oh, and Miss Jiang’s significant other is coming with her."

As she expected, Yuan Hui waved dismissively, "As long as they come. How long before they arrive?"

Qian Yiheng took out her phone, "I’ll send a message to ask."

[Miss Jiang, where are you guys?]

[We just passed the side gate. Where should we meet you and the elder?]

Qian Yiheng: "..."

It took her two seconds to reply with three words: [At the archive.]

She then looked up at her teacher’s expectant and eager eyes, "Miss Jiang said they’ve already come through the side gate."

"Didn’t you say an authorization slip was needed?"

"I, I don’t know! Could they have gone the wrong way?"

As the two teachers and students exchanged puzzled looks, the security guard in the downstairs security room, having just been briefed by Qian Yiheng, stared blankly at the unfamiliar black car driving unobstructed in their direction.

He hadn’t even had the chance to get Vice President Yuan’s signature, nor had he gone to inform old Li at the side gate. How did this car just drive in directly?