With a smile, Lin Daiyu spoke and then lowered her head to continue reading her book.
A few girls exchanged glances. The statement sounded magnanimous, but why did it still seem to be filled with a sense of regret...
...
Xu Musen had no idea that his mere passing by could spark such heated discussion; he arrived at the studio and entered directly through the back door.
The art teacher, recognizing Xu Musen as a distinguished figure in the school, smiled at him.
Xu Musen nodded and smiled back, then moved behind An Nuannuan, who was always particularly serious when it came to painting.
Her whole being seemed to emit a glow, entirely different from her usual silly and simple demeanor.
In her clear eyes, there was no longer the naivety of a college girl, but rather... a sense of composure and elegance more akin to that of a big sister?
For some reason, Xu Musen felt that An Nuannuan at this moment appeared exceptionally mature.
