After being edited by Noah, the simple lines became extremely vivid. The design became an immensely vivid and realistic piece of work, making it seem as if it had come to life.
It was simply too amazing.
It turned from something so ugly to a beautiful and ethereal peace of work.
"How… did you do it?"
Noah was disdainfully proud. "It's so simple."
"So… simple?" Shen Qianshu was a little sad yet angry at the same time. Perhaps, everyone could be a powerhouse in their respective fields. She could accept the fact that there were people more impressive than her, yet she could not accept how, for something that she always struggled at, someone would insinuate something like "you're such a fool, you need to work so hard for it".
After all, she was a professional in the field. She was a legitimate designer.
Noah was a mentally ill patient.
Leave her some face.
