"Is the pressure quite high?" Cai Ming sensed the heaviness in his tone, and the little girl might not feel comfortable hearing it.
Although she didn't want to admit it, Gong Ruini still nodded, "The pressure is quite high."
"I know you all say that learning painting from grandma is my good fortune."
"I know it's my good fortune, but I'm really so tired."
"Every day it's just criticism after criticism. I just don't know if it's because I really can't draw well, or if it's something else."
Gong Ruwen heard this and was very curious. Isn't Hua Miaozhu criticizing Ni Zi's paintings because they aren't good enough? But from the sound of it, the sister implied there were other reasons.
Gong Ruwen didn't understand why it would be like this. Just as he was about to quietly ask Zhao Xuran if he knew, he noticed that his expression was not good.
