After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God C.536 - : Can ‘t Be Compared, Ji Qjngwei Puked Blood

Chapter 536: Can ‘t Be Compared, Ji Qjngwei Puked Blood

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Translator: _Min_

For five thousand years, the vast expanse of Great Xia’s mountains and rivers stretched for thousands of miles, a testament to its extraordinary splendor.

Featuring mountains and rivers, plains and basins, ice and snow, no other land boasted the rich diversity of Great Xia.

Butler Ji was confident that the “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains” piece, which Ji Qingwei had prepared for two whole months, would certainly catch Gu Huiyan’s attention.

After all, Ji Qingwei was not yet twenty. To possess such a high level of artistic talent at her age was unmatched by her peers.

Not to mention, the concept of the “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains” was not something just anyone could conceive.

Without substantial skill, one couldn’t even begin to paint it.

Even the respected master of traditional Chinese painting hired by the Ji family had said that Ji Qingwei’s work was unique.

Gu Huiyan, no matter how high his standards, would surely appreciate it.

Gu Huiyan paused, his gaze sharpening, “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains?

“Yes, miss worked day and night on this piece, her hands full of needle pricks,” Butler Ji smiled. “She hopes to hear Director Guts advice, to see if there’s anything that can be improved.”

“Let me see,” said Gu Huiyan, tapping on the table.

The embroidery, unrolled, spanned five meters.

It depicted landscapes of mountains and rivers, bridges over water.

There were scenes of solemn fortresses and ordinary homes, alive with the bustle of daily life.

In the bottom left corner were the words “Thousand Miles of Rivers and

Mountains” and “Ji Qingwei.”

The entire piece was indeed of superior quality.

“You’ve made progress, significant progress,” Gu Huiyan’s expression softened.

“When did she start this embroidery?”

“At the end of June,” Butler Ji replied promptly. “That morning, miss was so excited telling the lady she wanted the world to see the majestic landscapes of

Great Xia.”

“Alright,” Gu Huiyan nodded. “The intent is clear. I’ll take a closer look and then discuss the specifics.”

Butler Ji tactfully said, “We won’t disturb Director Gu further then, we’ll take our leave.”

He led the two young people away.

The middle-aged man closed the door, puzzled, “Director, how strange that both Miss Ji and Miss Si have embroidered a ‘Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains,’ and their intents seem so similar.”

“Ah, but they’re incomparable,” Gu Huiyan said with a smile, thinking of Si Fuqing. “Though the intent of both works appears similar, they’re vastly different. What did Fuqing say again?”

“Let them see the soul of our Great Xia, to project our might across the globe, to make all nations admire the name of Great Xia!” By the end, Gu Huiyan was filled with excitement, “Such spirit is unmatched.”

The middle-aged man agreed wholeheartedly.

The comparison made the intent indeed seem lacking.

A while later, the door was knocked again, and Gu Huiyan, putting aside the delicate embroidery he had just admired, eagerly stood up, “Quick, it must be my package! ”

The middle-aged man hurried to open the door.

This time, it was indeed the delivery person.

Holding a box several meters tall, the delivery person struggled to enter.

Gu Huiyan took three steps and made two, carefully taking the box from the delivery person’s hands, eager to bring it back to his desk for appreciation.

The delivery person stopped him, quickly pulling out his phone, “Hello, this package is cash on delivery. The shipping fee is 92. Would you like to pay with cash or scan to pay?

Gu Huiyan: ” ”

The middle-aged man: “???”

Miss Si… is she really thatpoor?

Gu Huiyan glared at the middle-aged man, “Just pay!”

The middle-aged man hurriedly took out his phone.

Gu Huiyan, holding the package he had awaited all day, hurried back to his desk to carefully unbox and unfold it.

Upon seeing the embroidery, Gu Huiyan’s expression changed.

He slammed his hand down on the desk, his pupils contracting, “This is…”

This piece was also five meters long.

Similar to the one the Ji family had sent over.

Even the division of landscapes and terrains was nearly identical. He had thought it merelv a coincidence that two DeoDle had the same inspiration, an unlikely event given the uniqueness of human creativity.

But inspiration being the same is one thing; having identical designs is another.

Gu Huiyan had never seen two pieces of embroidery so similar, almost identical.

Had it not been for Si Fuqing’s piece, Ji Qingwei’s work would have indeed moved him.

Completing a “Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains” at such a young age was commendable.

Yet, here lay a second piece.

Some colors, while appearing the same, differed in texture due to the choice of silk threads..