Ning Qing's mind was in a mess. She felt as if all her inspiration had been emptied, and everything she had thought of was rejected by herself.
It was easy to design a jewelry that was related to love, but to reflect " until death ", it required a unique concept.
Time passed by.
An hour later, Ruan Yi had the outline of the whole picture.
She brushed her hair behind her ear and finally heard the sound of drawing.
She smiled and continued to move unhurriedly.
Ning Qing, on the other hand, seemed to have figured something out. Her eyes were firm, and her drawing was fast and smooth.
There was only half an hour left.
Ruan Yi wrote her name on the corner of the drawing and handed it to the examiner.
"I'm done."
The examiner lowered his head to take a look, and his eyes revealed a stunned expression.
Ruan Yi didn't mind. She glanced at ning Qing and saw that she was moving faster.
