After all, they were in Dongchen country, so pure Asian faces were rare.
When they saw an old Asian lady in a navy-blue cotton dress painting and a young girl acting as a model in front of them, they quickly attracted a lot of foreigners to watch and stop.
Those people crowded around Grandma Zhao wanqin. As they looked down at the painting, they occasionally looked up and smiled at Ye Linlang.
When the foreigners looked at Ye Linlang, their faces were filled with warm smiles.
Even if they didn’t speak, Ye Linlang could feel the admiration and amazement in their eyes.
..
Ye Linlang rarely encountered such a scene.
Especially when those people’s eyes were filled with admiration.
Ye Linlang had never seen such admiration in their eyes before.
She couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy and almost wanted to put her hands in her pockets.
It was Zhao Wanqin’s grandmother who threw a knife at her.
“Don’t move! Maintain the pose of looking at the clouds from the side.”
