Chiang Xiao thought for a moment and asked, "If it turns out that the artwork at the exhibition is not the creation of the person named, it would affect the reputation of the art academy, wouldnât it?"
Wang Yiâs eyes widened, "Of course. Every piece displayed at our exhibition must be authentic and have healthy content, as well as protect the rights of every painter. This is one of my job responsibilities. There are often some unknown creators who submit their works, and I have to verify whether those paintings are theirs or stolen from others."
Even though she works at the art academy, itâs impossible for her to know all painters across the country. Sometimes when people send in paintings, she canât immediately tell if they belong to someone else, so she definitely needs to verify them.
"Then, this painting, have you verified it?" Chiang Xiao asked.
"This..." Wang Yiâs gaze couldnât help but fall upon the painting, and she replied honestly, "Because it was sent by Teacher Liu, and itâs from your class, so I..."
She assumed that Liu Guoying and the art academy were already two layers of assurance.
Moreover, since it was the class where Chiang Xiao and Jin Lei were, Wang Yi instinctively felt that there couldnât be any issue with it.
Chiang Xiao pressed her lips together and said, "I donât think Ye Wanqing could create such a painting, but I donât have evidence yet."
"What? It wasnât her who painted it? Then who could have done it?" Wang Yi became immediately anxious.
If it wasnât Ye Wanqingâs work, and once the exhibition was open, someone suddenly stood up and claimed the painting as theirs, it would cause a big problem.
Not only would the art academy and the art school lose their reputation, but Liu Guoying as Ye Wanqingâs teacher would also come under criticism.
Furthermore, this painting was supposed to be presented alongside the works of Liu Guoying and Chiang Xiao in the exhibition, so even Chiang Xiao would be affected.
At this thought, Wang Yi broke into a cold sweat.
Ultimately, she would have to bear half of the responsibility.
A single painting could potentially drag all of them through the mud.
"I donât know who painted it, but itâs almost certainly not Ye Wanqing."
Chiang Xiaoâs gaze fell on the signature on the painting, which only had the word "Qing."
She remembered that Ye Wanqing used to sign her paintings with "Wanqing," not just "Qing."
Chiang Xiaoâs expression was not pleasant, as she understood Ye Wanqing. Moreover, the evaluation of her came from teachers after two years of schooling, and now, after only three or four months, the teachers were still getting to know the students and wouldnât understand Ye Wanqing very well.
The same could be said for Liu Guoying.
So now he could only see that Ye Wanqingâs painting had made significant progress, without considering another possibility.
Perhaps he never thought a student would dare to be so audacious.
But Chiang Xiao knew Ye Wanqing well enough to see that this painting was definitely not done by Ye Wanqing herself.
"Does Ye Wanqing really dare to do this?" Wang Yi gritted her teeth.
If this were true, they could all be ruined by Ye Wanqing.
"She absolutely dares," Chiang Xiao sneered. How could Ye Wanqing not dare? But by herself, how could she have the ability to find someone to step on like this?
Surely, someone helped her.
Could it be Deng Qingjiang?
"I will thoroughly investigate this matter," Wang Yi didnât dare to be careless, suddenly feeling grateful that Chiang Xiao came in today to check on the paintings. Otherwise, in a few more days, this painting would have been photographed and featured in a magazine as promotional material for the exhibition.