Chen Feng was taken aback, he couldn't paint at all. Why did everyone think he was a low-key artist?
Especially after today's events, even if he had a mouth all over his body, he couldn't explain away the fact that he had unwittingly created an exceptional piece of art. Now if he said he couldn't paint, nobody would believe him.
All Chen Feng could do was offer a bitter smile and say, "I did study painting a little in the past, but I'm not particularly interested in it and have let it go for a long time. Just now, I was forced into action."
Instead of doubting him, Xie Lingling's admiration for Chen Feng grew. He was mysterious, humble, talented, and not showy. Compared to those braggarts who shouted about their little skills, wanting the whole world to know them, Xie Lingling didn't need to ponder to recognize who was superior.
