Rebirth: The Fake Young Lady Is A Real Young Lady Chapter 478 - Chapter 478: Plundering

Chapter 478 - Chapter 478: Plundering

Chapter 478: Plundering
Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
The northern reporter looked at Jiang Xue and smiled. “Then we’ll wait for Miss Jiang’s masterpiece. But Miss Jiang, there’s still one more question that you haven’t answered. There are a few pieces of artwork here. I heard that creativity came from Master Lin Lu. How would Miss Jiang explain it?”
Jiang Xue was shocked. She had copied the paintings on the wall of the Shen family’s living room. They were personally drawn by her adoptive mother, Lu Shan. Could it be that Lu Shan had copied Lin Lu’s works online as she had thought?
However, she investigated all of Lin Lu’s works in the market. There were no such works. This was also why she was so bold as to copy it directly.
Thinking of this, Jiang Xue calmed down a little. Then, she smiled faintly and said, “This reporter, these paintings are indeed my creativity. I don’t know if you, who asked the questions from outside, are here to find trouble.”
Northern Reporter said, “I’m sorry, Miss Jiang, but since today is an open interview about your work, I don’t think you’ll mind who’s asking questions, right?”
Jiang Xue’s expression did not change after hearing that. She said calmly, “Of course. I’m honest in my work, so I naturally won’t mind these questions. However, my time is limited. Wouldn’t it waste everyone’s time if I answered too many nonsensical questions?”
Northern Reporter said, “Miss Jiang is right. However, I have sent everyone more information about Miss Jiang’s words. Please don’t hesitate to take a look at this.”
Everyone lowered their heads and turned on their Bluetooth to receive the message. It was a work the same as Jiang Xue’s paintings.
Jiang Xue had also seen the photos of the works she had sent. They were the ones that Lu Shan had painted because the background of those works was in the Shen family.
Jiang Xue’s eyes flashed with a cold light that was as sharp as a blade. To get such a photo, it must be Shen Xi’s doing, so this reporter must have been sent by Shen Xi.
Jiang Xue had deliberately accepted this interview during the day on a weekday. She had thought that Shen Xi would be in class at this time and could not see the live broadcast of the interview. She expected Shen Xi to pay less attention to her.
However, this way, Jiang Xue was even more confident. Could the work of Lu Shan, that peasant woman, be Lin Lu’s work? The answer was definitely no. Probably Shen Xi wanted to deal with her and casually threw dirty water on her.
Jiang Xue raised her gaze from the phone and said mockingly, “So, do you think that my work plagiarized the creativity in this photo?”
The northern reporter answered, “Miss Jiang, we wanted to ask you this. Because as far as we know, your works have been completed recently, but the paintings in the photos look pretty old. Therefore, ordinary people would think past results would plagiarize current works, right?”
Jiang Xue stretched her body and smiled, “You may not know this, but these paintings are indeed my creativity. It’s just an idea I came up with when I was young. What about it? Is there a rule that says that the ideas I drew when I was young are no longer considered my ideas?”
Everyone needed clarification on Jiang Xue’s words. What did she mean by drawing the creativity of her childhood?
Jiang Xue saw everyone’s puzzled expressions and explained, “I drew these paintings when I was young. Then, a farmer’s wife copied my paintings and hung them on her wall. They are the works in the photos that you are seeing now. She wasn’t Master Lin Lu at all. She was just an uncultured village woman.”
After saying that, Jiang Xue looked straight at the northern reporter and said with pity, “This reporter, did someone cheat you? How could you ask such a question without investigating clearly?”
Jiang Xue was full of confidence. She thought that with Lu Shan’s status, even if they confronted each other and competed in painting, she couldn’t win. She was Xue Liu’s disciple.
Lu Shan was nothing. She was just an amateur painter and a farmer. She didn’t have any noble status.
Considering this, Jiang Xue picked up her phone and told Shen Xi, “Do you want to use your mother’s bad paintings to fight with me? Shen Xi, you’re too naive. If your life is cheap, don’t embarrass yourself—especially your shameless parents.”
When Shen Xi received Jiang Xue’s message, an arrogant aura appeared before
Chen Xi..