It was a painting.
a drawing with only lines.
it was just a simple line, but it made his heart soften.
" miss xia said that you should draw this drawing first to practice, " the interviewer said. " at the same time, you should know how these objects should look like. "
"Yes." Si linghan narrowed his eyes slightly, a gentleness flashing across his cold and stern eyes.
Then, he picked up the brush and began to draw in detail.
he had never been so serious before.
looking at si linghan, the interviewer's heart couldn't help but waver.
she had never thought that such an iron-blooded master si would actually draw a painting in such a serious manner. They all thought that he could only hold a gun or a sharp weapon, but they didn't expect that he could also turn it into a soft and delicate hand.
it was a simple drawing, with only the lines drawn, but si linghan continued to draw gently. it was as if he had endless patience, even forgetting to eat.
