The Dazzling Princess in Modern Times

Chapter 724 Floor 13

The registration process for check-in is done quickly. Chen Yun brought Xia Wanyuan and Xia Yu to verify their identities and ascend to the top.

A group of people gathered in the elevator. This competition is a world gathering. Those who could participate were all famous people. Everyone knows each other.

Xia Wanyuan stood to the side and listened to the greetings of these people.

“Tn. Cui, are you here too? Your girl's painting is not bad.” Someone suddenly saw Cui Jian among the crowd.

Cui Jian was different from Cui Junyong. Cui Junyong studied Chinese painting techniques, while Cui Jian studied Western painting techniques. She has become famous at a young age and now has a place in the international painting industry. Moreover, he was a famous person and liked to participate in all kinds of activities, so many people knew him.

“Master An, you're too good. This time, seeing Master An, I must learn from you.” Cui Jian's tone was completely different from how he treated Xia Wanyuan.

By the time Cui Jian greeted everyone present one by one, the elevator had already descended.

“Come together, Master Yuan Wanxia?” A group of people entered the elevator, but Xia Wanyuan and the others did not move. Cui Jian waved at Xia Wanyuan.

Xia Wanyuan glanced at the space that could accommodate half a person and fell silent.

The corner of Cui Jian's lips curved up as he closed the elevator.

“Tn. Cui, did you just call him Master?” Most Western painters had never heard of Yuan Wanxia.

“Stool once.” Cui Jian hoped that someone would ask him this question.

“Aiyo, you have no idea how amazing Yuan Wanxia is. He made use of his status as the champion of the World Youth Painter Competition and said that he would definitely win this competition.”

“Pfft, really?”

The elevators are filled with people from the art world and are no strangers to the world's youth competition.

He was like a child who had just learned to walk. It was too ridiculous for him to say that he wanted to win the world championship in such a short period of time.

“Really, he just called me trash downstairs.” Cui Jian pursed his lips. “This guy from China is too cocky.”

“From China??” The female painter from a certain anti-China country sneered when she heard that. “Don't the people in the country think that they will go to heaven every day? I wonder who gave them courage.”

“China has been doing well in the economy for the past few years. They're rich. Look at the view area outside. The Chinese buy everywhere and everything is like a new rich man.”

The man suddenly laughed out loud. “But you don't know. I heard from a Chinese journalist that half of the people there haven't been able to eat. There is no door to the bathroom. China likes to do things like face.”

“I heard it too. They're very tight in there. I heard that they would be taken away if they did not hold a red book in the streets. Many tall buildings were filled with tofu dregs and people did not live there. They are special for us foreigners to see it.”

They had originally asked about Xia Wanyuan, but in the end, it became a huge discussion to exchange opinions about China. Be it people from developed countries or non-advanced countries, they all express their ridicule for this country with different ideologies from them.

Cui Jian listened to everyone's discussion and was secretly arrogant.

Although both originated in the Y Continent, the Han State was originally a chess piece used by the Americans to balance China. Most Han Chinese are close to the West and look down on China. Furthermore, Xia Wanyuan had offended her relatives, causing their Cui family to be made fun of wherever they went during this period of time.

He definitely would not let Xia Wanyuan have any fun. Not only could he not get a ranking, but he would also make him unable to raise his head in the art world and return to China dejectedly.

Downstairs, Xia Wanyuan and the others finally waited for the elevator.

“Sister Chen, what floor are we on?” Xia Yu looked at Chen Yun.

“Floor 13,” replied Chen Yun. Then, Chen Yun felt that the people around him were looking at them strangely.