It Started With a Kiss: Leng Shao's Beloved Wife

Chapter 183 Art Exhibition: A Glorious Ending

"The transport company's vehicle encountered extreme weather on the road and can't be contacted now!" Wu Xinyan's voice trembled slightly as she told Luo Yichen what had happened briefly.

Luo Yichen frowned and immediately made several phone calls, mobilizing his personal connections to contact the transportation company and local traffic police.

Time passed by minute by minute, and every second seemed as long as a century.

Wu Xinyan was restless and paced back and forth in the exhibition hall, like a trapped beast in a cage.

Artist Lin also rushed over after hearing the news. Although he has a unique personality, he can't hide his worries at this moment.

Curator Liu kept comforting everyone and trying to stabilize the morale.

Finally, three hours before the scheduled opening time, Luo Yichen received a call.

He hung up the phone and looked at Wu Xinyan with a barely perceptible sense of relief in his eyes. "Found it. The vehicle was delayed due to road conditions and is on its way. It's expected to arrive within an hour."

Wu Xinyan finally felt relieved, but new worries came to her mind.

Is the work intact during transportation?

This is the key.

An hour later, the transport vehicle finally arrived at the exhibition hall.

Wu Xinyan and Artist Lin immediately rushed out and anxiously checked the condition of the work.

However, when they saw the damage and scratches on the packaging of some of the works, their hearts sank again.

"This...what should we do?" Artist Lin asked in a trembling voice, pointing to a noticeable dent on a packing box.

Wu Xinyan took a deep breath and tried to stay calm. "Don't panic yet. Open it and take a look. I hope it's just the packaging that's damaged and the work isn't affected."

The staff carefully opened the boxes and took out each piece of art for careful inspection.

Most of the works were intact, but one of Lin's signature pieces, a delicate ceramic sculpture, had developed tiny cracks.

When Artist Lin saw this scene, his face turned pale instantly. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, wanting to touch the crack, but he didn't dare, as if he was afraid that it would shatter into pieces if he touched it.

Wu Xinyan gently held his hand, giving him silent comfort.

At this moment, a figure appeared at the entrance of the exhibition hall...

Critic Chen, a notorious sharp-tongued critic in the art world, arrived at the exhibition hall early.

He adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, and his sharp eyes swept across every corner of the exhibition hall, his brows furrowed, as if he was looking for some flaws.

"Isn't the lighting too dim? It's not conducive to the display of the work." His harsh voice made the already nervous team members even more uneasy.

Curator Liu hurried forward to explain, but was shut up by critic Chen who called him an outsider.

Wu Xinyan walked to the cracked ceramic sculpture, held her breath, and examined it carefully.

Artist Lin watched her nervously from the side, as if his life depended on this work.

The air around them seemed to freeze, and everyone's eyes were focused on Wu Xinyan.

She gently turned the sculpture, her eyes moving with the changing light, and finally, she raised her head and revealed a barely perceptible smile.

"Fortunately, only the glaze on the surface was cracked, and the internal structure was not damaged."

As soon as she finished speaking, Critic Chen came over, his tone tinged with sarcasm: "Oh? Really? I thought it was a masterpiece, but it turns out to be a damaged, defective product."

Wu Xinyan wasn't angered by him. Instead, she calmly explained, "This work is called 'Nirvana.' The artist wants to express that even after experiencing brokenness and pain, one can be reborn from the ashes and gain new life. This crack isn't a flaw, but part of the work, symbolizing both the fragility and tenacity of life."

Critic Chen was stunned. He didn't expect that this seemingly weak woman could have such profound artistic insights.

He looked at the sculpture carefully again, and a hint of appreciation gradually appeared in his eyes.

"Interesting..." He murmured, his tone less sarcastic than before.

Wu Xinyan struck while the iron was hot and talked about the creative concepts and artistic characteristics of other works. Her understanding and love of art infected everyone present. Even the always picky critic Chen nodded frequently with a gleam of approval in his eyes.

At this moment, the door of the exhibition hall was pushed open again, and a deep voice sounded...

"Are you all ready?"

Luo Yichen strode into the exhibition hall, his deep gaze sweeping over everyone present, finally landing on Wu Xinyan, a hint of tenderness flashed in his eyes.

The professional restoration team he brought immediately began to carry out emergency treatment on the damaged packaging and carefully repaired the glaze cracks of "Nirvana" to make them almost invisible.

Under Luo Yichen's command, all staff members carried out the final arrangements in an orderly manner.

The lighting is adjusted to the optimal angle, and the exhibits are arranged more reasonably, giving the entire exhibition hall a unique artistic charm.

The scheduled opening time arrived, the door of the exhibition hall slowly opened, and the audience and media who had been waiting for a long time poured in.

Under the spotlight, each piece of art shines brightly, as if telling its story.

The audience was shocked by the beauty and artistry of the exhibition, and exclaimed in admiration one after another.

The flash lights kept flashing, recording this glorious moment.

Artist Lin stood in front of his work, looking energetic and accepting interviews from the media.

"I would like to express my special thanks to Ms. Wu Xinyan for the success of this exhibition," he said to the camera, praising her generously. "Her professionalism and dedication are admirable. It is thanks to her that my work can be perfectly presented to the world."

Even the usually sharp-tongued critic Chen changed his usual harsh tone and spoke highly of the exhibition.

"I admit that my previous worries were unnecessary," he said into the microphone. "This exhibition, both in terms of the quality of the works and the organization of the exhibition, is first-class. Ms. Wu Xinyan, you have impressed me."

The exhibition was a huge success and was reported by major media outlets. Wu Xinyan and her team became the focus of the art world.

Wu Xinyan stood in the center of the exhibition hall, watching all this, her heart filled with joy and a sense of accomplishment.

Luo Yichen walked to her side, gently held her hand, and whispered in her ear: "You did it, my Xinyan."

Just then, Wu Xinyan's cell phone suddenly rang.

She glanced at the caller ID and saw it was an unfamiliar number.

She walked aside and answered the phone.

"Hello, who is it?"

A deep voice came from the other end of the phone: "Ms. Wu, congratulations, the exhibition is a success. However, I think you may have overlooked something..." The voice on the other end of the phone stopped abruptly, leaving only a busy tone.

Wu Xinyan held the phone, frowning, with an uneasy premonition in her heart.

She looked up at Luo Yichen, only to find that he was also looking at her with a hint of inquiry in his eyes.