"Zhi ya," Yuan Zhou pushed open the door in front of him with both hands. The heavy red wooden door emitted a sound of wood rubbing.
As soon as the door was pushed open, it revealed the bright lights inside. The first thing that came into view was the screen that acted as a partition.
Under the illumination of the lamplight, the two people playing chess seemed to come alive. Wu Hai went up to take a look at them at once, while Yin ya just stood there and looked at the screen blankly.
"Ta ta ta." Wu Hai quickly walked around the screen and carefully appreciated the ink wash painting on it.
"What a good drawing. It's very beautiful. You can still see the expression on this person's face from different angles. Each expression is different. What a good drawing." Wu Hai sighed with admiration.
"It's indeed very beautiful," Yin ya also praised.
