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A considerable number of people had already gathered in the venue.

Some were participating painters, while others were visitors to the exhibition.

According to Aurora, many big names in the art world will also visit the exhibition.

To be honest, Shane didn't recognize any of those masters.

After all, he was a complete newcomer.

The only time I had a similar experience to visiting an art exhibition was at the charity gala at the city hall that day.

But Aurora is different.

As soon as she entered the venue, she attracted a lot of attention.

Incidentally, several gazes fell upon Xia En.

"This young man... is he Aurora's student? He's quite good-looking."

"Speaking of which, it seems like none of her students have won the White Canvas Award in a long time."

Some people were not very polite: "A former genius, his teaching skills aren't that great either."

"Shh—have you forgotten that woman's temperament? If she holds a grudge, you'll be in big trouble!"

Enhanced hearing allows one to hear private whispers.

Shane sensed that these people in the art world seemed to harbor considerable hostility towards Aurora.

The professor remained calm in response.

"When I was young, I had a very straightforward personality, which offended a lot of people in this industry."

"But it doesn't matter. Ultimately, a painter's work speaks for itself, and there's no need to care about the opinions of mediocre people."

Just then.

An energetic old man walked over.

"Ms. Aurora, it's been a long time."

Upon seeing the other party, Aurora's attitude became much more respectful.

"Mr. Gramsci".

She introduced him to Shane: "This is Gramsci Gund, the former royal painter, who also gave me some guidance."

Did you mentor Aurora?

That really shows their long-standing experience.

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Xia En gave a slight bow: "Hello, sir."

His gaze naturally fell behind the old man.

There was a girl a few years younger than him, dressed in fine clothes, with big, light red eyes, looking at the two of them with curiosity.

"Your Highness Annabella, this is Aurora, whom I mentioned to you."

Your Highness?

Xia En remembered.

Aurora mentioned that there was also a young princess among the contestants.

It's obviously her.

"Don't underestimate His Highness because of his young age; his painting skills have already developed into his own style, and he may very well have a chance to win an award this time."

Gramsci's face lit up with pride.

That's showing off that they found a good student.

Aurora smiled faintly, "Is that so? Then congratulations, Mr. Gramsci."

"However, my students are not bad either."

Upon hearing this, Gramsci looked at Xia En with a more serious expression.

"It's not easy for you to give such a high evaluation."

"Oh, it's Mr. Cecil!"

Suddenly, Princess Annabella let out a small gasp.

Her gaze locked onto a figure not far away, and she jogged over.

Gramsci gave Alara an apologetic look and quickly followed.

In the center of the crowd stood a handsome man with a melancholy air and a lazy smile on his face.

Not long after he entered the hall, several people surrounded him.

The way she was surrounded by admirers, along with her golden hair and facial features, made Xia En feel that she looked very familiar.

Cecil Harrison.

Aura looked at the bald man next to Cecil, her voice lowering.

"And his teacher... Brett."

At this moment, the man named Brett also noticed Aurora's gaze.

He showed no intention of coming up to greet us; instead, he gave a slightly provocative smile and mouthed a gesture.

Xia En read lips.

He was saying, "This time, I will win."

Clearly, Brett was one of the people Alara had offended.

The mere exchange of glances between the two was enough to create a tense atmosphere.

"Cousin, cousin, over here!"

The crisp, clear call averted the conflict before it even began.

Turning my head, I saw my cousin Yani and my cousin Fulin.

Originally, only Fulin was supposed to come, but Yani insisted on coming to join in the fun and also to take care of her brother.

The two of them then arrived at the art exhibition together.

"Cousin, can you win the gold medal?"

Yanni was naturally lively and active, like a restless little bird, and soon she grabbed Xia En's clothes and asked.

"If we win the award, wouldn't that make Knox look good?"

"It's very difficult."

In contrast, Flint appeared very composed and offered rational analysis.

"With Cecil participating in this competition, the gold medal is probably out of the question."

"There are several strong contenders for the silver and bronze awards, making it very difficult."

Yani then realized that she might have asked the wrong question and quickly tried to make amends.

"So, my cousin's paintings will at least be exhibited, right?"

"I heard that a batch of paintings didn't even make it to the final review and were rejected outright... Shouldn't it be fine?"

Her voice grew softer and softer as she spoke, and her confidence gradually crumbled.

"Cough cough."

At this moment, Anthony, with his long, snow-white beard and dressed in a dark blue suit, walked up to the high place.

He cleared his throat, looked around, and the scene quickly quieted down.

"I'm sorry to have kept you all waiting."

"The judges discussed the final winner several times but couldn't decide, which is why the announcement was postponed."

"But in the end, after a vote by all the judges, we reached a unanimous conclusion."

Anthony's expression turned solemn.

"Next, we will announce the top three entries and contestants for this year's White Canvas Award."

"Bronze Award, 'The Ashes of the Rose', by Annabella."

The words fell.

On the wall of the exhibition hall below, staff lifted a curtain to reveal the full view of "The Ashes of Roses".

Annabelle's Noodles - A Surprise.

I was a little surprised that I could get into the top three.

Applause erupted as people congratulated the princess.

Silver Medal: Cecil Harrison, The Funeral of the Old Empire.

The exhibition hall was quiet for a while.

People's first reaction was not celebration, but astonishment.

Cecil was only second?

What's going on?

The most astonished were Cecil himself and his teacher, Brett.

The melancholy expression on Cecil's face had vanished.

Brett stopped laughing and stared wide-eyed at the judges on the high floor.

However, Anthony did not give everyone time to think before continuing to make announcements.

Finally, the gold medal winner of this year's White Canvas Award—

"To Victory," by Shane Knox.

The silence from the audience lingered for a while.

This is a name no one has ever heard of, making it seem unfamiliar and unbelievable.

until……

Yanni burst into a joyful cheer: "Cousin! It's you!"

"You won the gold medal!"

People then came to their senses and all looked at Xia En beside her.

Soon, applause broke out.

And it was very enthusiastic.

No matter how shocked everyone was, since it was the judges' decision, they had to show the respect they deserved.

At the same time, this is also the most basic etiquette.

Shai En was slightly surprised, but still bowed slightly to Anthony on the stage.

Beside her, Aurora clapped her hands with extra force, her lake-blue eyes shining brightly.

"I knew you could do it."

"I am very grateful for the professor's guidance."

"I only made a small contribution."

Fulin's gaze towards him changed.

The adoration in his eyes was almost overflowing.

He is familiar with this competition.

She knew better than her sister how remarkable it was that her cousin had defeated Cecil to win the gold medal.

In the distance, Cecil's gaze also fell on Shane for the first time, filled with scrutiny and seriousness.

Before this, Shane was just one of the ordinary people in the hall that he ignored.

"Shane Knox?"

Cecil repeated the name to himself, wondering, "Haven't I heard that name somewhere before?"

"Oh, right! Clara..."