After Having Everything Taken Away, She Returns As A God

Chapter 346 - 346: The Fear of Being Dominated by Si Fuqing (1)

Translator: _Min

The director was greatly relieved.

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Despite their limited interaction with the outside world, the villagers here possessed a diverse array of skills.

He had wisely set up challenges that catered to each guest’s strengths, not just survival tasks.

For instance, there was a segment designed to help Xu Jianian and Ning Luoyao score points through acting.

He was determined to outwit Si Fuqing.

The assistant director nodded, gesturing to Qi Shuning to guide Si Fuqing. On camera, Qi Shuning couldn’t show any dissatisfaction and nodded obediently.

Yet she knew that Si Fuqing’s claim of being merely passable was an exaggeration.

How could one expect grand calligraphy from someone who slipped through nine years of education?

Even if Qi Shuning gave it her all, their team’s score would likely be the lowest.

Xu Jianian and Shen Xiuwen formed a pair, he joked, “Looks like I can do nothing and win.”

[Brother, you better hold onto Teacher’s Shen thigh tightly.]

[Yes, you better learn from Teacher Shen. Maybe you’ll get a nominal membership in the Heaven Earth Alliance.]

[Teacher Yuan is also good at calligraphy. He can guide Luoyao, but Qi Shuning and Si Fuqing… I don’t think Qi Shuning can carry them both.] “I’ll write,” Qi Shuning offered. “Submitting one person’s work is enough.” Regardless, Si Fuqing’s contribution wouldn’t make much difference.

Si Fuqing’s expression brightened, “Okay.”

She could finally take a break—a perfect survival life.

They approached the elderly man mentioned by the crew.

Wearing a straw hat, sunglasses, and holding a smoking pipe, he looked like a seclude.

In front of him were tables with calligraphy supplies. Everyone but Si Fuqing started writing.

After they finished, the elderly man began his evaluation.

“What is this writing?” he scoffed at the works. “Only one of these is passable, but it was carelessly done.”

“Brother, you have a discerning eye,” Yuan Heping said, surprised, “You spotted the most skilled person with just one look.’

Yuan Heping:

[This is hilarious. Teacher Yuan, who looks barely over forty, is no longer considered an elder.]

[Actually, Teacher Shen just wrote casually. The director asked her to hold back. Normally, she would throw such work in the trash.]

[Qi Shuning is really talented. She’s from the broadcasting department, and calligraphy is just a hobby. Unlike some people, she’s carrying the team alone.]

“Hey, that girl over there, ” the elderly man noticed Si Fuqing squatting. “Why are you watching grasshoppers? Come here.”

Si Fuqing looked up, “I’m not playing with grasshoppers.”

Confused, the elder man asked, “Then what are you doing?”

Si Fuqing, spoke with a straight face, spouting utter nonsense, “I’m just being a lazy fish in the sun. With such splendid sunshine, it’d be a loss not to bask in it for a bit.’

Amused, the elder man said, “You can’t just lie there. Come write something, since everyone else did.”

Si Fuqing sighed and approached the table.

Qi Shuning frowned and picked up another brush, “You haven’t practiced calligraphy. Hold the brush like this. I’ll teach you.”

If Si Fuqing’s writing was too poor, it would reflect badly on her score. “Okay, thank you,” Si Fuqing held the brush, “I only know one character.” “One character is enough,” the man insisted. “Hurry up, or you can’t pass.” [Good job, old man. Everyone must write. No exceptions.]

[Si Fuqing surely can’t do this. The Zuo family sent her to the countryside. There is no way she has time for calligraphy practice, no wonder she didn’t participate.]

Quickly, Si Fuqing put down the brush, “I’m done.”

“So fast?” The man put on his reading glasses and looked at the paper.

He fell silent, staring at the single character.

“Old buddy, don’t just stand there,” Yuan Heping, ever the jovial and familiar type, cracked a joke. “Come on, give us your thoughts. How well has our girl written this character? Surely, it can’t be that Fuqing’s writing was so impressive that it left you speechless, right?”

The old man gazed intently at the sole character on the rice paper, slowly shaking his head. “Indeed, I can’t really judge it.”

Yuan Heping was momentarily taken aback.

“This character… it contains emotions, and also…” The old man paused, sighing wistfully, “All in all, it’s exceptionally well done. Truly rare..”