Although it was just a small company, the pay wasn't bad, allowing Li Jing to accumulate a small nest egg.
Classroom 302, the door was closed, but the lights were on.
"Shen Xin didn't stay up all night again, did she?"
Li Jing pushed the door open and, like a hamster, poked her head in for a quick glance. Her eyes were immediately drawn to the oil painting on the easel.
The morning light streamed through the window, some of it falling upon the easel, making the sunflower painting seem vibrant and full of the promise of a bountiful season.
It was a very warm oil painting.
Looking at it was like reading a heartwarming story.
Li Jing knocked on the door and then walked in: "Shen Xin, thanks for your advice before!"
Shen Xin turned around and grunted in response.
