Coolest Girl in Town

Chapter 840 A Small Victory Over Abby

‘Cultures Without Borders’ went live at nine in the morning sharp. Everything proceeded in an orderly manner. In the first two hours, the program invited folk artists from Fornd and Diajan to demonstrate their respective cultures and techniques.

After that, special guests were invited to interact with them on behalf of the audience and achieved the purpose of promoting the minorities’ culture from other countries.

Although it might not be as entertaining compared to a variety show, interest continued to pour in as it was uncommon content. Two hours later, as a Rosepeak-nationality Cittadelian, Abby represented Ekaterina to go on stage and completed a picture of cherry blossoms in a little just below ten minutes with the Rosepeak’s national anthem.

Although the performance drew much applause from the audience, some questioned if ’embroidery was truly a Rosepeak heritage’ in hushed tones.

Sitting opposite the stage, Elise calmly looked at Anthony with questioning eyes. They said that they would cross Ekaterina off the list, but now they were letting them be grandiose in such a manner on stage. It was as though he had gone back on his word.

Knowing full well he was in the wrong, Anthony discreetly averted his eyes and pretended not to have seen anything. However, his fidgeting had betrayed the guilt he was trying to hide.

Since he didn’t cherish the opportunity she had given him, Elise no longer had any qualms about taking action. She took the microphone and interrupted the conversation. “I’m sorry, but I’ll have to interrupt here.”

Graceful, the host smiled to show that it was fine. “Miss White, do share with us your brilliant insights.”

“It’s no brilliant insight, but I have a question for Miss Mellor onstage.” Elise adjusted her sitting posture and continued in a neutral tone, “You’ve mentioned that embroidery originated from Rosepeak in 600 BC in your introductions just now, which meant its history is more than two thousand years now. However, as far as I know, embroidery in Cittadel can be traced back to more than three thousand years ago. By that logic, the culture of embroidery would be Cittadel’s. After all, we only say that children take after their parents, but never the other way round. Am I wrong in saying so?”

country. In terms of skill, Rosepeak has been peerless all this while. Perhaps the history you perceive is wrong, Miss White,” Abby replied mechanically while staring vacantly at the

cultural history has been accumulated for thousands of years.

of only children taking after their parents, if this technique did originate from Cittadel, then I’m sure a Cittadelian would be much

had followed Ekaterina Miiyagi into various competitions, yet no Cittadelian had won against her before, let alone Ekaterina. As cultural heritage required confidence and, more importantly, capability, she wouldn’t have gone

have a match with you.” Elise stood

to challenge

of simple lessons.” Elise spoke truthfully. However, since Abby did not

repeated with a bitter smile. “Since you’ve only learned some basic techniques, winning against you is just a

even beat

you want to lose that much,

the help of the staff. Elise then confidently

minutes will score two additional points. Then, four guests will judge and give a score of up to ten points each. After two rounds of scoring, we will declare the winner of the match. You two, are you ready? Ok, ready,

began, both Abby and Elise

simplest embroidery technique and finished within fifteen minutes. Standing up and

hair of different people and employing more than ten different kinds of stitches to achieve an artistic realm

tinged with implication, “Colored hair embroidery is the most basic embroidery technique. With Abby Mellor’s talent,

the end, she was still a Cittadelian, so she was unwilling to allow her compatriot to lose face publically. This made a good impression on the audience as they had seen the earlier embroidery she

down her needle and silently stood beside the embroidery stand as she awaited the judges