Tang Ruge smiled in embarrassment. "Actually, I've only been systematically learning oil painting for half a month. I didn't expect Madam Carter to express her appreciation for my talent. It's really my honor."
Everyone hurriedly praised Tang Ruge for being outstanding. Even Madam Carter came for her. Only the person in charge looked at Qiao Xi with an awkward expression.
Of course, he knew that Tang Ruge's painting absolutely did not meet Carter's requirements. If Carter was here for a genius female painter in her 20s, then there was only one person in the art exhibition who matched her requirements—Qiao Xi.
Qiao Xi looked at Tang Ruge's hypocritical face indifferently. A moment later, she looked away in disgust.
After a while, everyone in the oil painting exhibition knew that Madam Carter was here to look for Miss Tang. Everyone present knew Madam Carter's international status. Anyone who could catch her eye was definitely a genius.
