I'm the Dauphin in France

Chapter 351 Money Power? I have it too!
Mr. Greuze just watched quietly until Alexandra's painting was finished. He finally breathed a sigh of relief with a surprised smile: "Grand Duchess, you are really the most talented student I have ever seen. You painted Joanna full of vitality..."

Joanna was the maid who was modeling at the front of the studio.

As Greuze spoke, he glanced at the other students' homework and shook his head subconsciously, sighing, "Caralise, Marisa, maybe you should come and see the paintings of Grand Duchess Alexandra.

"You have studied with me for four or five years. In a sense... it seems that you have not yet touched the soul of painting. I hope you can feel something from this painting."

The three noble girls next to them looked at each other immediately, their faces full of dissatisfaction. After all, the youngest among them was 11 years old, and Karalis was already 14 years old.

But their teacher asked them to learn from a 7-year-old Russian bumpkin!
Several people came over reluctantly, but their poor artistic talent prevented them from seeing the "soul" that Mr. Greuze mentioned in Alexandra's paintings.

Greuze commented on Alexandra's paintings, mostly with words of praise and encouragement. Then he looked at his watch, announced that the class would continue next Tuesday, said goodbye to several noble girls, and left the studio.

Marissa pretended to pull Alexandra's easel over and looked up and down at her paintings with exaggerated movements, as if she was talking to herself: "Did the teacher drink alcohol today?"

Her father was the second assistant to the French Minister of Agriculture and his family was a hereditary count, so he had no fear of the Grand Duchess from Russia.

Another noble girl next to him immediately said, "That must be the case. Otherwise, why would he comment on such an ordinary painting for more than ten minutes?"

"They actually want us to 'feel' something from this painting. Well, the paint is pretty good." Karalis also said sarcastically.

No wonder they acted like this. Greuze actually said that their painting skills were not as good as a "rude Tatar" girl, which was an insult to their painting skills!
They were all born and raised in the Palace of Versailles and were exposed to art since childhood. Many famous artists praised them for their high talents. How could they be inferior to a Russian bumpkin?

But they couldn't blame the art master Greuze, so they turned their dissatisfaction on Alexandra.

The little Russian girl took back her painting, signaled the maid to put it away carefully, then turned to the noble girls and smiled sweetly, saying in pure French: "If you can use the time and energy you spend on talking nonsense to practice painting, maybe your teacher won't have to praise a 'transfer student'."

After she finished speaking, she completely ignored the looks of those people and turned to walk out of the studio.

"You!" Marissa stamped her feet in shame and anger, pointed at Alexandra's back and said shrilly, "Don't think you're really that good at drawing! The teacher just saw you as a child and gave you some encouragement."

She gestured to the two noble girls beside her and said, "Anyone here is much better at painting than you.

"Let me tell you, Miss Caralise and Miss Stella's paintings have been selected for the 'Lorraine-Charlebourg Exhibition'!
"Oh, maybe you haven't heard of the Xia Libao Art Exhibition. If the painting you just made can be selected for the exhibition, we will admit that your painting is not bad. But if it can't be exhibited, then you must apologize to us!"

In fact, it was only because their family had some connections with the exhibition's manager that they were able to display their paintings in an inconspicuous little room in Xiali Castle, just to get some attention, and it was not considered an "exhibition" at all.

"Not interested." Alexandra just turned her head and glanced at the three of them, then strode towards the carriage in the yard.

Several noble girls felt that they had regained their position and immediately became proud, "Humph! She is self-aware."

"Of course. That's a top art exhibition that even the royal family would attend. Her crappy paintings can't even get in."

"She really should go see the Chariburg Art Exhibition. It's simply a wonder immersed in the ocean of art..."

Alexandra got on the carriage and did not hear what they said next, but she felt that the name "Lorraine-Charlebourg Art Exhibition" was a little familiar.

"Where have I heard this before?" She looked at the majestic Louvre in the distance and quickly forgot about it.

three days later.

In the northern suburbs of Paris, carriages arrived outside the luxurious Chateau de Charité, where six or seven hundred nobles gathered to attend the famous Lorraine-Charité painting exhibition.

This used to be a monastery. After being bought, it was converted into a castle-style manor, and later gradually developed into a painting art center.

There was still some time before the exhibition started, and Mr. Filiberto, the chief organizer of the exhibition, was checking the guest list for the last time - since the royal family would visit Chateau de Charlemagne during the exhibition every year, no detail could be neglected.

Just then, the office door was pushed open, and his assistant almost trotted to his desk and whispered something in his ear.

Filiberto frowned immediately and turned to look at his assistant: "Are you sure?"

The latter nodded and said, “Many noble ladies in the Palace of Versailles have heard about this. It should be Miss Marissa who is showing off to them.

"I went to Mr. Greuze's house to verify this this morning. His maid witnessed the whole thing."

"This is a bit troublesome..."

Filiberto thought for a moment and told his assistant, "Announce it to the public and say that termites were found in the exhibition room on the second floor."

"Yes, Mr. Manager."

After the assistant left, Filiberto rubbed his brows in annoyance. The conflicts between these noble ladies were the most troublesome. The second daughter of Count Lemaire chose to clash with the Grand Duchess of Russia at this time...

Although Count Lemaire had some friendship with him, Count Bobulinsky of Russia was the main sponsor of the exhibition, providing 75% of the funds needed for the exhibition.

You can offend no one but him!

Therefore, only the paintings of the two young ladies who boasted that their works could be exhibited, while the Grand Duchess of Russia could not do so, “disappeared”…

Soon, the grand art exhibition officially opened.

Hundreds of nobles, led by the servants of Charlotte Castle, entered the exhibition hall in an orderly manner for a visit.

Karalis and Marissa proudly led a group of young nobles straight to the room in the southwest corner of the second floor, boasting along the way: "That's a painting that Mr. Greuze praised, so it's only natural for it to be exhibited."

They entered the room where their work was scheduled to be displayed, but found it empty.

Thinking she had gone to the wrong place, Karalis checked the room number again and again and looked at several rooms nearby, but she still couldn't find her paintings.

(End of this chapter)