The Martial Artist Turned Movie Mogul-Chapter 723: The 722. speaks nothing of martial morality.

"Please have her come in!"

Master Bai’s command reverberated with great vigor.

The resonant voice reached Bai Chenxi’s ears, and he immediately pushed open the door and took a step back to clear the spot where he had just been standing.

A small face turned rosy with excitement; her eyes blinked excitedly, full of the thrill of anticipation, almost shining with the words "Come in quickly; I want to see their bewildered faces."

Tang Shu: "..."

Grinning at misfortune without considering the repercussions, did you even think about the elderly’s capacity to handle this?

She twitched the corner of her mouth, removed the black baseball cap from her head to reveal her black hair, and stepped in.

Inside the President’s Office, everyone was eagerly looking toward the door, still picturing various images of Mr. She and his much anticipated entrance.

Was he a middle-aged junior in his forties or fifties, or a contemporaneous person in his sixties or seventies with graying hair?

Driven by curiosity, their gaze towards the door gleamed even brighter.

However...

The next moment, they saw a girl in a white shirt paired with black trousers enter the office, her facial features exquisitely beautiful, far more attractive than their own little granddaughters.

Following closely behind with greedy, shining eyes, Bai Chenxi came in like a servile henchman.

The others still looked towards the door, but after a few seconds, no one else appeared.

Hmm?

"Chenxi, where is the person you invited?"

"Don’t you have any manners, boy? Why did you come in first? You should have invited the elder in first; that’s proper etiquette!"

"Chenxi, did you go out and not meet anyone? Didn’t Mr. She show up yet?"

As they speculated, they craned their necks to look toward the door, completely unaware that their President, seated in the boss chair, wore a strange expression, his usually wise eyes filled with shock and disbelief.

Tang Shu heard their puzzled voices, her black pupils flickered, and she briefly surveyed everyone before gracefully bowing.

"Good day, President Bai, respected elders, I am Mr. She."

"..."

After Tang Shu’s clear feminine voice resounded, the whole office fell into an eerie silence. Nine judges and one Elder Master Bai couldn’t find their voices for a long moment, just staring at her blankly.

Bai Chenxi, standing at the doorway, was a different case; he casually closed the door behind him, eyes gleaming with excitement as he eagerly watched the others, his mouth split into a mischievously delighted grin.

He looked desperately in need of a beating.

Oh, how I wish I could capture this moment and treasure it always; it must become a dark spot in the annals of the elders, right?

Bai Chenxi touched the cell phone in his pocket, dying to try it out, but a strong will to live stopped him from pulling it out. This left him showing a look of regret, an on-the-spot spectator of the unfolding drama.

Elder Master Bai finally glanced at his little grandson; seeing the boy’s eagerness for a good show, he knew right away that the girl must be the one.

He silently cursed the rascal in his heart and coughed lightly to cover up his initial state of astonishment.

"So you are Xiao She?"

Tang Shu paused slightly at the address, feeling oddly that if she continued being called this way, she might end up with a few more monikers.

"Yes. Master Bai, my full name is Tang Shu. You can call me Xiao Tang or Xiao Shu."

"Shu? As in the Shu from She and Yu?"

"Yes."

"I see! You girl... the name you’ve taken is indeed quite fitting for you." frёewebηovel.cѳm

To give and to forsake becomes "Shu" when joined, which conveys a sense of comfort.

Old Master Bai quickly guessed the origin of "To give and to forsake."

The young girl before him appeared to be under twenty years old, even younger than he had anticipated. However, from her imposing aura and her clear, bright eyes, it was evident that she suited the name "Shu" quite well.

In that moment, Old Master Bai suppressed the surprise in his heart and had accepted that she was indeed the person behind "To give and to forsake."

In this vast world, nothing is too strange; there truly are various geniuses in existence.

At this time, the other nine judges in the office seemed to have also come to their senses, looking at each other and then back at Tang Shu, their eyes still filled with shock.

"Is this, this ’To give and to forsake’?!"

"Did she just admit it herself???"

"Impossible, so young?!"

The people had seen the landscape paintings from "To give and to forsake"’s brush, and afterward, they had witnessed the entire process of "To give and to forsake"’s assessment of the academy’s traditional Chinese painting and calligraphy, feeling both astonished and somewhat admiring.

Being able to give accurate evaluations of the contest works, and personally pointing out weaknesses with one’s strength, had already demonstrated the person’s profound experience in painting and calligraphy. In some aspects, even they were not a match.

"I thought this person would be a man of our age!"

"Based on the style of her paintings and the fluent cursive script, it must undoubtedly be a man, right? How could it be a girl?"

"Moreover, those two landscape paintings, without a decade or more of accumulation, they simply couldn’t be produced..."

But!

The little girl in front of them seemed far too young, maybe not even twenty years old. Had she been practicing since she was in the womb?

Unbelievable!

"Ahem, Old Master Bai, is this young friend really ’To give and to forsake’?"

Professor Li, who had been silently entrusted with a heavy responsibility, cleared his throat and voiced the doubts in everyone’s hearts.

"Of course, since Chenxi said so, it must be true. That such a young person could have such accomplishments in painting and calligraphy, truly, heroes emerge from youth!"

Tang Shu: "..."

Everyone: "..."

Was that confirmation a bit too casual? Old Master Bai, are you being a bit irrational?

They were just asking to ensure they hadn’t made a mistake, and you, Elder, just went and confirmed it outright?

A few people looked at each other, unsure whether to believe or to object.

Seeing their varied expressions, Tang Shu spoke calmly, "This junior failed to visit everyone in time before, please forgive me."

Professor Li paused for a moment, sensing the secret glances from his colleagues around him, and sighed silently. It seemed like he had to be the bad guy today.

"Young people all have their own business to attend to, and seeing that you are so young, you must still be in school. We old folks naturally understand. However... Since the competition began, we’ve had a spiritual connection with our young friend for several months now. May I have the good fortune today to see one of the young friend’s paintings?"

"Hiss—"

Bai Chenxi, who stood behind Tang Shu, drew in a sharp breath and looked at Grandpa Li with wide eyes in astonishment, holding back a myriad of critical thoughts that he dared not voice.

Oh no!

Was Grandpa Li asking Sister Tang to paint on the spot? That’s putting someone on the spot!

Considering there was only half an hour left until the competition, what could one do in half an hour? And they wanted Sister Tang to paint right then and there? Why didn’t he just ask her to fly!

That’s violating the moral code of martial arts!

"Um... esteemed elders, isn’t there not enough time? Shouldn’t we focus on the competition?"