Qin Churou had once dreamed that she would be very famous in the painting world in the future.
She was a lucky star, and her dreams would definitely come true.
Therefore, Qin Churou kept interrupting from time to time, trying to get their attention.
The other artists could tolerate her, but the artist who came later did not have such a good temper. He said impatiently, "Don't interrupt when your elders are talking. Be polite."
Qin Churou's face stiffened.
She bit her lower lip, feeling extremely embarrassed.
Fortunately, she was used to acting. She quickly adjusted her expression and bowed to them. "Sorry, I just wanted to learn from you. Sorry to disturb you."
Qin Churou turned around and left.
Behind them, the artists were still discussing.
"Who is she?"
"Oh, her name is Qin Churou. I think she's Qi Wenshi's student. Qi Wenshi even gave her his place in the art exhibition this time."
