C571 – Where Did Everyone Go?
“You want fa and fortune, no problem.”
“But don’t forget that while human lives are finite, the life of art is eternal. Why not create a masterpiece or two to leave a lasting legacy?”
Su Ming’s words cut straight to the heart of everyone in the Sculpting Association.
“I, Lee Wangyang, am officially resigning from the Sculpting Association as of today. Don’t bother anymore. Gao Yunfan, you’ve learned most of what I have to teach, and you’re ready to stand on your own. As of today, you are no longer my disciple!”
Lee Wangyang was a changed man.
“What?!”
Gao Yunfan was dumbfounded. What was happening? He had lost not only a grandfather figure but also his master?!
“I’m out too!”
“Mr. Su’s words make too much sense. They’ve awakened from years of aimlessness. I’m also resigning!”
“I’m resigning as well!”
“Kid, you’ve been with the Sculpting Association for so long, always flattering and fetching tea and water. It’s been hard work. Before I go, I’m passing my role as president to you!”
“I’m passing my role to you as well!”
Many of the elder mbers, their hair silver with age and holding high ranks, were handing down their positions to the younger generation.
Wow, the Sculpting Association was undergoing a complete overhaul.
The young mbers were completely taken aback. What was happening? They had co to brown-nose, but instead, they were suddenly stepping into big shoes.
Of course, these young people weren’t fools. They knew that their newfound status and identity were all thanks to Su Ming!
“Thank you, Mr. Su, for your guidance!”
“Many thanks, Mr. Su!”
“Thanks, Mr. Su!”
“You are the guiding light for us!”
A group of elders ca forward to shake hands with Su Ming, while the younger mbers watched on, their eyes brimming with emotion.
Well, Su Ming had just earned himself a host of devoted followers.
If Su Ming hadn’t intervened, he might have ended up with a bunch of ‘sons.’
“I declare that all the items in today’s exhibition are now available for sale.”
“Whatever you fancy, the price doesn’t matter.”
“Mr. Su, I have a small favor to ask. Could you possibly sell that seal? I’d pay any price for it—I’d even offer everything I own!”
Lee Wangyang’s deanor suddenly shifted as he rubbed his hands together and smiled warmly at Su Ming.
“Damn, Lee Wangyang, what’s gotten into you? I’ll have you know you’re not the president anymore. You can’t compete with us for what Mr. Su is offering. And don’t listen to this old charlatan; his skills don’t even compare to mine!”
“You two old tirs, let remind you, you’re no longer the president and vice president. We’re not intimidated by you. Mr. Su should sell his items to !”
“Mr. Su, you see, I’m the more reliable choice. Don’t pay any mind to their blather!”
“Mr. Su, it should be !”
“Mr. Su, I’m open to negotiation on the price, no matter how much!”
The group of spirited old n had quickly changed their tune, now frantically crowding around Su Ming, each eager to get their hands on that seal.
“Enough!”
At that mont, Lee Wangyang bellowed. Having been president for so long, his authority still held sway. The old man paused, unable to resist stopping in his tracks.
”Here’s an idea: there’s so ink right over there. Why don’t we have Mr. Su stamp a piece of paper for each of us? Wouldn’t that solve the problem?”
The old n, realizing this was the best solution, reluctantly agreed. After all, they couldn’t expect Mr. Su to carve a seal for each of them, could they? That would be excessive.
Though the imprint on paper wasn’t as clear, it was certainly better than nothing, right?
”Excellent, excellent, excellent!”
The old n around nodded in agreent. Lee Wangyang took charge, applying the ink and pressing the seal onto a piece of paper for each of them. They joyfully clutched the papers, handling them with the utmost care.
Seeing the old n’s delight, Lee Wangyang let out a sly chuckle. He then stealthily pulled a handkerchief from his pocket, carefully wrapped the seal in it, and slipped it into his pocket.
You old guys think you can outsmart ? You’ve got a lot to learn!
Each of the old n had gotten what they wanted, and their hearts were filled with joy.
An exhibition expected to buzz with activity for several days ca to an abrupt end in less than two hours, thanks to Su Ming’s involvent. Surprisingly, the organizers were overjoyed.
Su Ming and Ann Chuxia exited, trailed by a sizable entourage: Lee Wangyang, Gao Yunfan, a cluster of elderly gentlen, and the fresh key mbers of the Carving Association.
“Take care, Mr. Su!”
“Mr. Su, we’ll miss you!”
“Safe travels, Mr. Su…”
“Mr. Su, you’re legendary!”
Inside the car, Su Ming was baffled. What was happening? Why was everyone acting like they were seeing him off?
Enough with the jokes!
Waving cheerfully, Su Ming pressed the gas pedal and sped off.
Lee Wangyang and his group couldn’t wait to leave. They quickly delegated their responsibilities to so youngsters and made their escape.
The youngsters, eager to leave as well, followed Lee Wangyang’s orders, sold off the sculptures at rock-bottom prices, and vanished.
Many onlookers didn’t give the situation much thought. They simply returned to their hos or jobs, and the once lively street regained its tranquility, even the decorative rainbow arch was taken down.
But there were those who had co from afar, drawn by the event’s reputation, who were unaware.
In the afternoon, a throng of people, having traveled by train and plane, arrived only to be bewildered.
What was happening? Why was it so quiet?
Huh?
Why was the exhibition hall deserted?
Where was everyone? Where had they gone?
Wasn’t it announced that A-list star Ann Chuxia and all the Carving Association mbers would be present?
Where were Ann Chuxia, Lee Wangyang, and the sculptures?
Where on earth had they all disappeared to?
Could we have gotten the date wrong? No, that’s impossible!
The date had been double-checked multiple tis. What was going on?!
The crowd stood in the empty hall, exchanging puzzled looks. One person pulled out their phone to check the news.
“What the heck!?”
“What’s the matter?”
Curious, the others hurried over, crowding around to see. The phone displayed a news headline that read:
The sculpture exhibition in Eastsea City has concluded successfully!
The article was tistamped at noon.
“Damn it!”
“Only two hours?!”
“That can’t be right; the ad clearly stated it should take a whole week!”
“What the hell is happening here? What went wrong?!”
“Check this out! There’s more news—Lee Wangyang and several key mbers of the Carving Association have all declared they’re stepping down!”
“What in the world is happening with the Carving Association? Were they raided or sothing?”
“Oh my God, can sobody please explain what’s going on?!”
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