For a moment, Qiao Jing was like a star surrounded by moons, encircled by the crowd.
Not far away, Chen Yiming watched this scene, annoyed, and slapped his forehead, even muttering to himself.
"I must've been blind, completely blind, didn't expect she would be such a hidden master. Even Master Han appreciates her so much; if I had known, I wouldn't have dared to offend her!"
Jin Yufei and Zheng Shuangshuang were originally standing next to Qiao Jing, but now they had been pushed aside and happened to hear Chen Yiming's words.
The two immediately gave Chen Yiming a disdainful look.
However, Chen Yiming did not notice their gazes. After talking to himself, he shamelessly joined Qiao Jing's side and began to flatter her.
"Miss Qiao, actually, the moment I saw you, I thought you were no ordinary person, definitely a talent among talents. I didn't expect it to be true. With your capability, your future in Chinese painting is boundless…"
