Extraordinary Girl
Reveal
The University of the Capital Painting Association.
Aoli was celebrating the high price of the painting for Yuta, and most of the association members were present.
Hendry was also there, but he was leaning against the wall alone, away from the others.
His eyes were fixed on the door, and he did not waste his face for a moment. He's waiting for Serra.
Serra's usual attitude was very far away. He didn't spend much time with Serra. Although he knew that he and Serra had no hope, Hendry could not help approaching him.
Of course, this is as a friend.
Upon seeing this, Yuta walked over, his tone mocking, "Hendry, are you leaning here and waiting for Serra?"
Henry just looked at her without speaking.
Yuta took the red wine in his hand and took a sip, "Actually, even if Serra is with another man, you can still fuck her, it depends on your method?"
Hendry narrowed his eyes, "What can you do?"
Yuta chuckled and said straightforwardly: “I like Farrel. As long as Farrel is with me, Serra will be left behind. Then, when she is hurt by feelings, you can naturally enter. I know that women are often the most vulnerable today."
“Hendry, on your terms, she's a match for Serra. Farrell is five years older than Serra. The two don't fit at all."
Hendry frowned, and Yuta continued to coax: “Hidden by the side and seeing them approaching, this must have been very uncomfortable. Why don't you work hard?”
“Oh? Yuta, can you guarantee that you can be with Farrel?" Hendry raised his eyebrows.
Yuta said confidently: "Of course, as long as you help me, you will be able to."
Hendry roughly guesses Yuta's method, first let him approach Serra deliberately, creating ambiguity, causing Farrel to misunderstand, both of them having conflicts, and then he approaches Farrel.
Hendry could not help but laugh mockingly.
It is almost impossible to separate them in a lesser way.
The two believed in each other and went straight to each other, even if they encountered a misunderstanding, they would ask each other directly.
If he did this, Serra would stay away from him in the future.
Hendry doesn't want to gamble, he wants to be friends with Serra.
He said blankly: "Yuta, your goal will not work, you still have to die, Serra and Farrel, you cannot separate them."
Yuta could not believe it, "Do you want to watch them together like this?"
Henry: "Why not?"
Yuta sneered, "Hendry, you fool, you don't even want to fight for happiness!"
Henry smiled and didn't speak anymore.
He's not stupid, but scared.
Knowing that the two were inseparable, he still insisted on intervening, only to bump his head and spill blood, and Serra would not notice.
Yuta could not find a breakthrough in Hendry's body, so he gave up. Instead, Hendry repeatedly rejected him like this, and he would attack him.
But Hendry is a member of Alexander's family, the second largest in the capital, and Yuta is afraid to do anything to Hendry.
Yuta returned to his chair and sat down.
Aoli had been following Yuta the entire time, listening to the two of them.
He could not help but say: “Hendry this is a rich family. As long as he chased Serra, Serra had no reason to disagree. I really don't know what he's considering."
Yuta was drinking and did not answer Aoli's words.
Hendry did not help her, and he had no other legitimate way to separate the two of them.
Can only…
Yuta sneers. As long as she could get Farrel to marry her, she would be desperate.
As for Serra, heh, he would make her proud for a while.
Here, Serra is coming soon.
Hendry had been staring at the door, and when he saw Serra, his rippling peach eyes shone.
Quick ride, "Ara."
Serra nodded, "Thank you."
The two walked into the association together, and Aoli said in a strange voice: “Oh, a talented girl came here, and she took Yuta's place last time. He entered the national painting competition and won the first champion. If it wasn't for you, go and participate. Yuta is the one who occupies the first place and the one who occupies the first place."
Serra curled her lips, "I remember that Yuta participated in a painting competition two years ago, and he won the highest award, the third prize."
Aoli choked for a while, then hit her neck and said, “That's Yuta's painting then and now. In this exhibition, they sell 10 million.”
Yuta also intends to show off on purpose. He pulled out his phone to show Serra the painting.
Serra.
This is what he painted. Previously, Yuta called Serra alone and asked her to create a painting similar to the painting style prepared earlier.
Serra wanted to see Yuta's goal, but she did not refuse. He left the painting and could not waste much time.
Serra looked at Yuta mockingly.
The painting was taken to the exhibition.
Yuta leaned towards Serra, lowered his voice, and said in a voice that could be heard by two people: “Ya, this is what I ask you to paint, Serra, this is what I want you to paint, I took out your painting to show off, and I earned a reputation for it. Is this feeling good?"
After speaking, he straightened up and stared at Serra's facial expression.
Of course, he did not see the anger from Serra's face as he wanted.
The champion of the National Undergraduate Level Drawing Competition was Serra, and many of the association members faced Serra.
For this reason, they often said good things to Serra.
Yuta held him off for a long time, and he wanted to prove to Farrel that he was not inferior to Serra, so he thought about it. Because her painting skills were not as good as Serra's, she asked Serra to help her draw paintings.
Winning the prize with a painting of Serra would be an insult to Serra.
Yuta is also clever, worried about being found, and specifically asks Serra to paint paintings in a similar style. In this way, without proof, Serra could not accuse Yuta of hijacking his painting.
Just then, he was staring at Serra's painting, afraid Serra left behind any evidence.
Later, surveillance videos at the association were removed.
If Serra stood up and charged, she could bite.
“Aoli, Serra is indeed very capable.” Yuta said with great understanding. “However, Serra did win the championship and was also favored by the president of the Painting Capital Association.”
Many people in the association had seen that Yuta and Serra were not dealing with each other, after all, there was no room for two tigers.
Some people thought Yuta was the president, and wanted to lick him. They help Yuta taunt Serra, but more often stand by Serra's side.
Serra raised her eyebrows and opened Yuta, "President Yuta, I remember, I painted this painting."
Aoli suddenly sneered, “Serra, this painting is Yuta style, which is obviously different from yours. Where does abuse come from, hehe, let's talk panic, and don't pick a time?”
Serra's red lips opened lightly, "Really?"
Some of the Yuta members were all laughing mockingly.
“It is impossible for the chairman of Yuta to abuse Serra's painting. I agree with the words of Vice-chairman Aoli. It's palpable. That's Chairman Yuta's style."
"Hahaha, this Serra actually thought she was a green onion, and Chairman Yuta's painting skills were also good, there was no need to steal his paintings."
"Serra's student, is there any evidence?"
The members who supported Serra stood up to talk to Serra.
After all, this was indeed Yuta's painting style…
Yuta was also very mocking in his heart. Serra really has no brain. He did steal Serra's painting, but Serra had no proof. What could he do?
As it spread, everyone would think that Serra was narrow-minded and could not understand others to show off.
Yuta frowned and persuaded, “Serra Student, this is indeed my painting. Did you misunderstand?”
Hendry looked at Serra, he knew that Serra must have a way to deal with him.
He won't say anything uncertain.
Serra, he's amazing.
“Do you want me to show proof?” Serra raised an eyebrow and asked.
"Serra's student, if you can show proof, I'll admit it." Yuta does not believe that Serra can show evidence. After all, all the evidence was destroyed by him. At that time, the association door was closed. And there are only two people.
"All right."
Serra nodded. He pulled out his phone and went straight to the computer. The video from the phone is moved to the computer and then played on the association's widescreen.
When he painted, he saw something was wrong.
Upon returning, before Yuta destroys the surveillance, he takes the video.
Soon, a video was displayed on the computer, which was the location of the association's studio.
Yuta's body shrank, and he looked at Serra in disbelief.
Was this a portrait in the studio that day?
How could he not be destroyed?
Yuta's palms are sweating.
Serra hooked her lips, clicked the mouse, and the video played quickly.
Then, when the painting was about to take shape, Serra played the video at a speed of 1.0, and it clearly showed that Serra was painting a Yuta painting that sold for 10 million, and Yuta was standing there. Behind her.
Clearly, this was indeed the misuse of Serra's painting by Yuta.
There was a lot of commotion in the company, and Aoli was silent as well.
Serra pressed the pause button, raised an eyebrow and asked Yuta, "Chairman, how?"
At this moment, Yuta freezes in place, never expecting that Serra will provide any evidence.
For a while, he said without thinking about it, “Serra, how can you have this video? Didn't I delete it?”
Aoli pulls Yuta's clothes.
Yuta was the one who immediately reacted, his face pale.
Serra chuckled, "Don't forget, I beat someone at a computer competition."
Yuta clenched his fists, and could barely stand still.
The association members looked at Yuta with strange eyes.
Aoli hurriedly supported Yuta.
Serra chuckled, "This painting association, I won't wait anymore, too much trouble."
Serra was always more relaxed, and joining the Painting Association at that time was just a fad.
If he didn't want to stay, he would naturally retire.