After the Sang-Style Beauty Married the Disabled Villain [Transmigration] - Chapter 19

In addition to those who received invitations, others who paid their own way to get in also came to see the exhibition. For example, Shen Lanqing and Nan Feiyao.

Shen Lanqing had rushed over without stopping after hearing the news. Originally, he was supposed to have a date with Nan Feiyao today. Nan Feiyao had spent three days and three nights planning a perfect dating strategy, preparing a surprise for his beloved Lanqing that would be unforgettable for a lifetime.

As a result, he was forced to come along to look at Shen Jia-Li’s trashy paintings—paintings that were so pathetic and repulsive that even a glance was an annoyance.

Shen Lanqing, however, was there holding his phone, searching for the perfect shooting angle from various positions, constantly muttering, “Brother is so amazing; Brother is Da Vinci reborn.” Nan Feiyao gave a dry laugh, having cursed Shen Jia-Li a thousand times in his heart.

But since they were already there, they couldn’t just leave. As it happened, many of Shen Jia-Li’s classmates were also present, and he decided to take this opportunity to ask Shen Jia-Li several questions he’d been wanting to pose.

Quite a few people surrounded Shen Jia-Li, the “little painter,” seemingly very interested in his creative journey. They fired questions at him like missiles, one after another, until Shen Jia-Li’s soul was blasted to the ninth heaven. Of course, they were only feigning intense interest to show respect to Nan Liujing.

Taking advantage of Shen Lanqing being focused on the exhibition, Nan Feiyao went over to Shen Jia-Li, sized him up, and laughed: “Sister-in-law is truly becoming more and more impressive. Not only were you elected as the campus recruitment video ambassador, but you even held an art exhibition. It’s no exaggeration to call you a genius.”

Shen Jia-Li was tired. “If that’s what you want to say, I can’t stop you,” he said listlessly.

The classmates who had already looked at Shen Jia-Li with hostility now had an extra layer of jealousy added to their resentment. Believing themselves to be young and full of vigor, they would not allow any unfair factors to exist. They wanted to resist! They wanted to clear away all stumbling blocks in the country’s development!

One student said righteously: “Speaking of the campus video ambassador, Shen Jia-Li, do you feel your conscience is clear?”

Shen Jia-Li hated crowded places because you never knew how many abnormal people were hiding inside. But since someone asked, he could only speak the truth: “I took a shortcut. Following the full procedure is too tiring.”

The audition route was over a hundred meters long; his limit was only fifty.

When the students heard this, Good heavens, so frank, and truly rich, arrogant, and fearless.

Just then, the middle-aged man who had been appreciating The Person I Love Most walked over. He had something to discuss with the painter, but seeing so many people surrounding him, he had to temporarily step aside and wait.

“You admit you stole the account to rig the votes, right? You snatched the opportunity that should have belonged to Lanqing, right? But we are university students of the new era with ideals and ambitions, and we absolutely will not allow such unfair phenomena to exist. Now, please apologize in public immediately and forfeit your candidacy voluntarily, returning the opportunity to Lanqing!”

“You also stole the President’s account. You know there are many confidential files in the President’s computer. If he really pursues accountability, you will be held legally responsible!”

Shen Jia-Li: ? Stole an account to rig votes? What are they talking about?

The clamor attracted much attention. No matter their status or family background, gossip was something all humans had in common. Nan Liujing, listening silently on the side, swept his gaze over these students one by one. Stole an account to rig votes? There was such a thing? How many more surprises does Shen Jia-Li have that I don’t know about?

He slowly looked at Shen Jia-Li. Shen Jia-Li’s brow was furrowed, a faint, weary redness lingering at the corners of his eyes; his watery, shimmering eyes looked as if they were about to burst into a flood at any moment.

So pitiful.

Shen Jia-Li: Although I don’t know what happened, why don’t I just admit to it directly? If the exhibition is ruined, I can go home and lie down for ten minutes!

Seeing this pitiful look, Nan Liujing’s gaze paused slightly, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.

And so, just a second before Shen Jia-Li was about to open his mouth to confess, Nan Liujing tapped the tabletop, the muffled sound drawing everyone’s attention.

That man, rumored to be old and ugly, who never dared to show his true face and had to wear sunglasses even indoors it seemed the rumors were mostly true.

Nan Liujing spoke coldly: “I understand that you are young and full of vigor, daring to fight against all injustice. But this is an art exhibition, not your struggle session. If you intend to continue acting presumptuously, I advise you to consider the consequences.”

His bone-chilling voice made people feel as if they were standing on an Antarctic glacier. The students were so terrified by this cold voice that the whole group shut their mouths, not daring to speak again.

It was Nan Feiyao, however, who was fearless and pressed on: “Brother, it’s a rule that you have to pay the price for doing something wrong. The students are right—the President’s private forum account likely contains confidential documents. If he really pursues this, the law will show no mercy. If you intend to continue covering for him, are you planning to go to the police station for tea with my sister-in-law?”

With Nan Feiyao giving them courage, a student who wasn’t afraid of death said indignantly: “If you are in cahoots with Shen Jia-Li, then we will fight you to the end!”

Nan Liujing’s eyes were pitch black, his pupils behind the sunglasses narrowing into cold arcs. Just as he was about to speak, a middle-aged man with dark hair and sword-like eyebrows stepped forward and waved his hand, signaling everyone to be quiet:

“Alright, regarding this matter, let me say a fair word.”

The student, still hot-headed, sneered: “You, an outsider, stop pretending to be a rational moderate. This has nothing to do with you; go find somewhere cool to stay.”

The middle-aged man wasn’t angry, smiling kindly and elegantly: “It indeed has nothing to do with me. However, I wonder if the other party involved in this matter has the right to speak?”

The students were clearly stunned, looking at each other—a sense of unease grew inside them. The middle-aged man stepped forward and extended his hand toward Nan Liujing: “President Nan, hello. I am Yu Yanxiang, the current President of Jinhai University. I am very honored to have received your invitation.”

Thunderbolt after thunderbolt—a strike of lightning shattered all the students present.

Did he say who he was??? The President?!

Holy crap, it’s over. The president was a big shot who was seen but rarely caught—a legendary figure. How many students could actually see his real face? Not recognizing him was only normal. The student who had just told him to “find somewhere cool to stay” was now completely petrified, cracks appearing all over his body.

After shaking hands with Nan Liujing, Yu Yanxiang then shook hands affectionately with the protagonist of the exhibition, Shen Jia-Li. He slowly turned around to look at the students, who were wearing various all unpleasant expressions. He smiled peacefully, manifesting magnanimity and a lack of pettiness, as if he didn’t want to argue with these ignorant youngsters.

“Regarding everyone’s doubts about the campus ambassador voting, let me clarify it for everyone. Actually, in my spare time, I occasionally visit the school forum to pay attention to the students’ recent lives. It just so happened that I saw the ambassador voting. After comparing them, I cast my vote for candidate number four. I think his name is Shen Jia-Li, if I remember correctly.”

The students couldn’t believe it, nor could they understand: “Mr. President, the campus ambassador should best represent the spiritual outlook of a school. Previous ambassadors have all had images that were sunny and positive. Why would you choose Shen Jia-Li, someone who is…”

The student guiltily glanced at Nan Liujing and stopped. He didn’t dare say the rest—he was afraid of dying too miserably.

Yu Yanxiang revealed a faint smile and said gently: “The ocean accepts all rivers to become vast. The purpose of Jinhai University has always been to embrace all imperfections. I hope that students, in addition to doing their jobs well, will strive for comprehensive development in morality, intelligence, physical fitness, and aesthetics—to be good young people with broad minds and a spirit of tolerance.”

Hearing this, the students hung their heads in shame.

Yu Yanxiang continued: “Upholding this purpose, after careful deliberation, I believe that our school’s recruitment video needs to convey a philosophy to all walks of society—that is, Jinhai University will equally embrace every type of personality, and what exists is reasonable. I hope everyone here has infinite opportunities and possibilities, rather than being rigid and prioritizing convention above all else.”

“Sometimes, don’t worry too much about conventions. I think you young people should be able to understand this sentence more deeply than an old man like me.”

The gentle and magnanimous exhortation made the aggressive students blush with shame. Sure enough, the president is the president; he is indeed more far-sighted than ordinary people. Everyone looked at Shen Jia-Li in unison. Looking at his flushed eyelids and knowing he had suffered so many grievances, they quickly bowed to apologize: “I’m sorry, classmate Shen. It was a misunderstanding. We sincerely apologize to you. We hope you can forgive us. I’m sorry.”

Yu Yanxiang watched the children with gratification and nodded: “It is a great virtue to correct one’s mistakes.”

The students were moved to tears.

“However, since a mistake has been made, there must be a way to deal with it. How about this: post your apology at the top of the forum and the school’s bulletin board. I need a signed apology from all of you, and the apology must be posted publicly for a month.”

Students: …

Shen Jia-Li had already stood for a full half-hour, exceeding his usual limit. At this moment, he was too tired to say another word, and he responded to the students’ apologies concisely: “Mm.”

To ease the relationship, Yu Yanxiang smiled at Shen Jia-Li: “Classmate Shen, why don’t you lead everyone to tour your works? I have something to discuss with President Nan.”

Shen Jia-Li was indeed tired, but since the other party had helped him out of a tight spot, he had to give him face. Yu Yanxiang politely raised a hand and smiled at Nan Liujing: “President Nan, please this way.”