Beijing University Fine Arts College?
When she arrived, Song Qingping did mention that he had a senior who was a professor at the Fine Arts College, but he didn't tell her to go find him.
Seeing the indescribable expression on his face at that time, Song Jiawen guessed that his senior probably wasn't that great.
Since the teacher didn't tell her to go, she didn't ask further.
However, going to an art gallery would be a good idea.
Having agreed on that, Ding Yuanyuan and Sha Yali also woke up one after another, and like Liang Yujun, they were curious and went to look at Song Jiawen's drawing after getting out of bed.
Ding Yuanyuan was talkative, "Song Jiawen, can you do sketching? Are you also good at drawing portraits? Could you draw one for me? Make me a little thinner, eyes bigger, nose higher, and lips fuller..."
Song Jiawen turned her head and looked at her blankly, "Would that still be you?"
"Pfft!"
Sha Yali couldn't help but burst out laughing.
