Mr. Sun gave her a smile. "But you're different. Your paintings make people feel warm inside." He then continued, "And recently, I see more sunlight in your paintings."
Xu Jiaojiao was slightly taken aback. She subconsciously looked at her own painting and was a little puzzled.
She never realized it herself.
"You're getting better, at least a lot better than when you first arrived. Do you have a belief or a faith, something that you want to chase? You have to maintain this feeling."
Xu Jiaojiao calmed down and thought for a moment before saying, "I don't know either. I did have a faith a long time ago, but it fell apart."
She could not think of a reason why her paintings had become sunnier.
"You don't understand yourself." Mr. Sun smiled. "In my opinion, you are now full of faith and inspiration. That's why your paintings are getting warmer, firmer, and more radiant."
