The looks Ren Yinlan and Ye Shixun looked at Xing Luo were not very friendly either.
They were very dissatisfied with Xing Luo, and now she questioned Jun Jiuxi.
This also caused the impression of Xing Luo among the elders in the night family to become even worse.
"Don't talk nonsense! Miss Jun has worked hard to embroider the work for several months. Xing Luo said in one sentence that it was not embroidered by her, directly denying the fruits of her labor. Isn't it a bit too much?"
"Why does she say that Miss Jun didn't embroider it? Let's show evidence! I think she is jealous that other people's gifts are better than hers, okay?"
"Miss Xingluo, if you have any dissatisfaction with me, feel free to say it, but why do you deny the fruits of my labor?" Jun Jiuxi looked at Xingluo with an aggrieved look.
There was no signature on this painting, and she didn't believe Xing Luo had any way to prove it!
Faced with everyone's doubts, the veins on Xing Luo's forehead twitched faintly.
If it weren't for the wrong occasion, Xing Luo would have given Ye Rusi a severe beating!
"Of course Xing Luo has her own reasons for saying that. Listen to what she has to say." At this time, Ye Lixiao walked up to Xing Luo and supported her.
Everyone calmed down a little.
Xing Luo sighed secretly, Ye Rusi sold her out, and she had no choice but to bite the bullet and say...
Xing Luo: "You can tell if it was embroidered by Miss Jun, just look at the lower right corner of the painting."
"Lower right corner?" Yu Jinyuan did as she was told, and she looked at the lower right corner of the painting carefully.
I saw that in the very corner, in a very inconspicuous position, there was a pattern embroidered with red thread that looked like a word, but Yu Jinyuan could not recognize the word. It was very small and could not be seen unless you looked carefully.
She pointed at the pattern and asked Xing Luo, "There is only this one in the lower right corner. What does it mean? I don't even see what it is."
Everyone leaned over to look, but couldn't see what was going on.
Xing Luo: "That's a name, the name of the person who embroidered this painting."
Yu Jinyuan frowned, "Is this your name? But why don't I recognize a word of it?"
Xing Luo: "Because it's gold inscriptions."
"Bronze inscriptions? Isn't that a type of writing from ancient times?"
"Who knows how to embroider gold inscriptions on embroidery? Is Xing Luo talking nonsense?"
Everyone was very confused.
The elders in the night family also looked at Xing Luo, hoping that she could give everyone an explanation.
Xing Luo: "The owner of this work is a master of embroidery. I have seen this painting before."
"Just because you saw it, you insist that Miss Jun bought it?"
"Miss Jun probably copied the painting you mentioned!"
"I haven't finished speaking yet," Xing Luo said coldly, "Whether it's embroidery or ink painting, every painter has the same characteristic, that is, when he completes a work, he will leave his name on the painting. "The master who embroidered this painting is called Ye Qing. In addition to embroidery, he also likes archeology, collecting antiques, and studying some cultural relics, so he never leaves his name in ordinary characters, but in gold inscriptions."
No one present knew much about Ye Qing.
Because even if they like painting, most people will only pay attention to ink painting, and very few people will understand embroidery painting.
So even if Ye Qing is an embroidery master, few people have heard of his name.
As a colleague, Xing Luo naturally knew much more about this than ordinary people, and she knew all kinds of paintings. Because of this, she knew Ye Qing and his characteristics.