"Yuanya's painting must be terrible! Ha, I knew she'd fall flat on her face! She deserves it!"
Just as she was gloating and focusing on the painting, she was instantly struck with awe.
It was a small oil painting of an angel.
Against the dark background, an angel with white wings was looking up at something.
A shaft of light fell on the angel's face through the clouds, leaving a halo on her beautiful visage.
At first glance, the entire painting was incredibly pure.
The painting radiated an aura of love and tolerance, as if it could move anyone to tears in the next moment.
Everyone drew a sharp breath at the sight of this painting.
Indeed, Professor Xu's fondness for Yuanya was not without reason!
Which gardener wouldn't admire such a talented student?
The colours, the spirituality, and the ability to touch the hearts of everyone present...
Li Jia glared at the painting, wishing she could tear it into pieces on the spot!
How could Yuanya create such a painting?!
