In the blink of an eye, it was March 1st.
School had officially started, and a new semester began.
Lin Feng was busy again, dropping off and picking up the kids. Everything seemed the same as always.
If there was any change, it was that the children were quite enthusiastic about their painting lessons.
However, their talents varied. Sibao and Dabao, the most enthusiastic of the bunch, had absolutely no talent for drawing whatsoever.
Sibao was the type to have strong limbs but a simple mind. As long as an activity involved sports, his comprehension and natural talent were immediately apparent. He wasn't very good at anything else.
Dabao, on the other hand, was steady in all aspects but didn't particularly excel in any. Their teacher, Ms. Zhao, couldn't stop praising him, saying he was a natural at leading his classmates and possessed strong leadership skills.
