Chapter 1033


    "So it''s the famous director, Elvira."


    “Your mom''s friend is really something, a big-time film director."


    “Elvira would never sell a fake piece to Lynn''s mom."


    Mya retorted indignantly, "Labe''s brushwork is strong and free, epassing the vastness of the


    universe, like a frosty forest without leaves, like a waterfall soaring into the sky. And that piece you


    have clearlycks the essence of her style."


    Lynn was somewhat angered by this, "You talk as if you''ve seen his original work. If you can''t provide


    evidence today, I''ll sue you for defamation."


    “Even though I haven''t seen his original work, I can assure you that is not Labe''s handwriting. We


    can send it for authentication if you don''t believe me!" Mya was quite familiar with Labe''s calligraphy


    style. Such handwriting could nevere from Labe''s brush.


    Labe''s brushwork was majestic, like a warrior unsheathing his sword or a dragon and serpent in


    flight.


    “Lynn, there''s no need to be angry with her. We believe this calligraphy looks pretty authentic, not like a


    fake at all!"


    “Can a fake reach that level?"


    “Some people think that after seeing a few of Labe''s works, they can discern the real from the fake.


    They just end up looking like a joke."


    "This piece was given by Labe to a respected elder. That elder was not Livia"


    Arabe''s words shocked everyone. How did she know?


    Was she just bluffing?


    Just then, a cheerful elder walked toward them, "What are you all discussing?"


    Everyone looked toward the voice and quickly greeted, "President Charles."


    Charles was the principal of Summerfield College. Upon learning that Arabe brought her team to his


    school for apetition, he wanted to chat with her and have a cup of tea. But he was told by one of


    his professors that Arabe was preparing to leave.


    He rushed backstage and luckily found her still there.


    “President Charles, you''vee at the right time. With your vast knowledge and experience, you must


    know Labe’s work. These two students insist that my family''s collected work is fake. Please judge for


    us." Lynn said, her voice tinged with a hint of grievance.


    Arabe and Mya were both speechless. It was clearly a fake, yet she considered it a treasure.


    "President Charles, you may not know, but that piece was sold to Lynn''s family by the famous director,


    Livia. But our top scorer here insists that the piece was given by Labe to a respected elder, and that


    elder wasn''t Livia."


    "Some people just can''t stand others having good things, so they have to say something negative."


    "Exactly!"


    Mya stomped her foot, anxiously saying, “It''s not like that, President Charles.


    They bumped into Arabe without apologizing and then unted their ‘Labe’ piece. Labe''s


    brushwork is powerful. It''s not at all like what they have. Don''t believe me? Take a look: “No need,’


    President Charles said gently. "There''s nothing worth seeing."


    Mya''s heart skipped a beat. Was President Charles going to favor his own students?


    Upon hearing this, Lynn and the other girls seemed to gain confidence, their expressions bing


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    more arrogant.