There's actually such a thing?
That really is...
All coming together like this, how unlucky can it get?
"The principal of the vocational school personally returned the painting yesterday. He's been so guilt-ridden that he hasn't eaten in two days. He's over fifty. What can I say?"
It was clear that Kuang Yunxian was a man of kind heart and softness.
Chiang Xiao stood up and walked over to the painting, silently gazing at it.
So the work that teacher had been longing for had been ruined like this. Recalling the old man who pointed at her nose, cursing her out, saying she was unworthy of being a creator, did not deserve the title of painter, could not protect her own creations, and let her works become tools for others' fame fishing and fraud, a surge of impulse swept through Chiang Xiao's heart.
She wanted to paint the Autumn Scenery Painting.
She wanted to try, just like her teacher, to see if she could replicate the Autumn Scenery Painting in its entirety.
