As Luo Yunxi guessed, Rong Yue didn’t want to stay in the same room with the four of them.

Also, she wasn’t as famous as the other two. When she entered the room, she was given a card that gave her a number.

Rong Yue picked one of the extreme seats at the end of the room and read the theme.

[Loss is one of the greatest and most experience. Use your brush to tell the world why they can recover from their loss.]

She read the theme three times before closing her eyes.

As she sat there, Rong Yue’s mind was transported to when she had lost her mother. To the time that she had experienced a great amount of pain in the organisation.

To watching Tong Yang enjoy everything that she owned. Everything that was hers.

She could easily be one of the people who had experienced the greatest loss. But she had also been unable to recover from it.

More precisely, she didn’t want to recover from it. She wanted the pain to keep fueling her determination to seek the revenge that she wanted.

Before knowing it, the two people supposed to monitor the room she was in entered.

“If there’s no problem with any of the equipment in front of you, you can start.”

Rong Yue sighed gently and then arranged the available colours.

After thirty minutes, the originally white and blank canvas in front of Rong Yue had been painted a deep shade of black.

She leaned back to check her work and then picked up three other colours.

She mixed them carefully and then started to paint on the black paint.

The time they were given was two and a half hours. So in a way, the test also tested their ability to act on the spot.

The trickiest part about the Art Gathering was that up until that day, none of the participants knew how they were to be tested.

Rong Yue finished her painting in an hour and some minutes and then wrote her number on the corner of the painting.

Because she had no idea what the painting would be used for, she used very cursive fonts for the number so that it didn’t seem odd in the entire painting.

When she was done, she leaned back and brought out her phone.

She had two messages from Qin Yichen and one message from a number she didn’t have saved before.

Qin Yichen: [Send a message once you are done, I’ll pick you up from there.]

Qin Yichen: [Xiao Heng kept some candies in your pocket, take one if you feel hungry.]

Rong Yue’s hand automatically went to her pants pocket and saw that there were indeed two candies there. One was a fruity-flavoured one, and the other was milk flavoured.

She opened the milk-flavoured candy and threw it in her mouth. Her face lit up with a small smile as she suckled on the candy.

Her lips pursed as she opened the message from the unknown number as she didn’t know what to expect from it. However, her face brightened when she saw the message’s content.

Unknown number: [Sister, when are you coming back?] Explore more at m,v l’e-NovelBin.net

She could already tell that it was Qin Heng that sent the message.

Rong Yue: [I will be back in about two hours.]

Like that, the both of them started chatting.

At the same time, Du Yating, who had finished his painting in about an hour and forty minutes, stood up and walked out of the room he was in.

His seat was in front, and most people could see his painting. Just by looking at it, most of them sighed in regret.

“This Du Yating is a dragon among men. His painting sends a message to my mind.” Someone exclaimed as he kept on looking.

Most of them in the room couldn’t help but admit defeat.

Luo Yunxi was in the same room, and even he couldn’t deny that Du Yating’s painting was really impressive.

In less than two hours, he had painted a person on a dark and desolate road.

The road was extremely lonely, and he had a bag that was even bigger than him while walking this path.

However, he had also created a curved route with his brush and strokes. From the angle that the man in the painting was on, he couldn’t see that route, but for anyone looking, they could see that route was lit up and looked much more welcoming than the one they were on.

A painting like this would do exactly what the theme asked them to do.

It would comfort someone that had just experienced loss.

They now had to walk a path of their life that they used to walk with the person, and it would feel incredibly lonely.

The burden of also carrying the loss was great and would weigh the person down like the baggage the man in the painting was carrying.

But he also made the viewer understand that there was another path right up that was better.

Like a message to tell the person that they should keep pushing and it would eventually get better.

When Du Yating stepped outside, his master, Master Pei, was happy, and he got down from the stage they were seated at.

“Yating, how was it?”

“Master, a theme like that can be considered easy for me. I spent more time on the techniques and not the message itself.”

To Du Yating, this kind of thing was child’s play, and he was sure he would win. After chatting with his master for some minutes, he found a corner in the hall to sit down.

As for Rong Yue, she had gotten carried away with chatting with Qin Heng from texting. He had even pulled her to play a game with him.

By the time she finished playing the game, two hours from the competition’s time was already up.

As soon as she finished the last round, she stood up from her seat and walked out of the room.

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