"You..."
Xie Xiaoran’s gaze was very calm, yet sharp within that calmness. Standing beside her, Su Weiyi could clearly sense Xie Xiaoran’s strong disdain for Zhang Ziyu.
It wasn’t anger, nor resentnt, just re contempt.
Xie Xiaoran had already withdrawn her gaze from Zhang Ziyu and was looking at the teachers seated in the front row with poise.
"Esteed teachers, you are seniors and must know that each person has their unique handwriting. It is possible to determine whether a piece of writing is authored by soone through handwriting analysis, and the sa applies to painting. If we want to ascertain whose work this painting truly is, we can seek an expert to examine the traces on the painting."
As soon as Xie Xiaoran spoke these words, people started whispering again. This ti, it was Zhang Ziyu’s turn to grip her hands tightly.
Just then, the ntioned Professor Zhang suddenly spoke: "What Xie said makes sense. Zhang’s painting is one I’ve seen with my own eyes. From the draft to the semi-finished product, she showed them all to . I trust Zhang, but since there is controversy now, we should ensure fairness. Let’s do as Xie said and find soone to authenticate it. I happen to know soone; I’ll bring him over shortly."
At this point, Su Weiyi noticed that Zhang Ziyu, who had been clenching her hands tightly, relaxed them and spoke up: "The innocent will clear themselves, I agree."
Su Weiyi’s rationality had completely returned; she didn’t know what relationship Zhang Ziyu had with Professor Zhang, but it was evident that Professor Zhang was openly helping Zhang Ziyu.
Su Weiyi pursed her lips, and before Xie Xiaoran could speak, she said, "I have another piece of evidence."
From the beginning, she had always been at a disadvantage, and now, suddenly speaking up again attracted everyone’s attention.
"This painting was completed by the end of April, but these few bits weren’t added by . The painting went missing yesterday, and I’m sure these parts were added last night. We all know that the ti watercolor settles on paper can be checked using precise instrunts, so we can investigate."
After Su Weiyi finished speaking, Xie Xiaoran continued: "Professor Zhang, the appraiser I invited is already in the dean’s office. We can bring him in now and present Xiao Yi and Zhang Ziyu’s previous works, then the truth will be evident."
This ti, Zhang Ziyu’s face turned completely pale, and even Professor Zhang’s expression didn’t look good, but she maintained her authoritative composure: "You invited soone? That’s not fair, is it?"
Just as Xie Xiaoran was about to speak, a commotion ca from outside the classroom, and an elderly man with gray hair, a face full of wrinkles, yet an impressively robust figure, walked in accompanied by the dean.
Everyone present knew this old man; no expert title could match his stature. Whether dostically or internationally, he is the authority.
Zhang Ziyu staggered, nearly falling to the ground. No one expected the situation to escalate to this level, even Mr. Yan being invited.
Of course, all attention was on Mr. Yan, but many also looked at Xie Xiaoran. She was just a student. However talented, she was still a student. How could she possibly invite an industry authority?
Su Weiyi also looked at Xie Xiaoran, who remained calm.
The ensuing events were self-explanatory, proving Zhang Ziyu’s statent: "The innocent will clear themselves." With the dean present, Professor Zhang’s words hardly carried any weight.
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