Master Nanshan's tone was displeased. "I've always taught you to be down-to-earth. Instead of wasting your time thinking about meaningless things, you might as well design a few more works like Little Xu."
"Yes, Master. I'll take note," Zhou Lin replied unwillingly. However, in a place where Master Nanshan could not see, she glared fiercely at Xu Wanwan.
What trick did this little bitch use on Master to make Master compare her with her?
She was just a country bumpkin from the countryside. What qualifications does she have to be compared with her?
After Master Nanshan left, the more Zhou Lin thought about it, the more displeased she became. She walked up and snatched Xu Wanwan's design from Master Nanshan and took a few glances at it.
Just one glance and she could not help but clench her fingers. Her eyes were filled with disbelief.
How could a country bumpkin have such aesthetic and creative abilities?
