Xia Wanyuan held the brush and drew happily on the Xuan paper.
In order not to disturb Xia Wanyuan's work, they sat a little far away from her. They could only see her smooth actions and not the scene on the paper.
However, it had to be said that when Xia Wanyuan drew, her posture and spirit were extremely admirable.
"Old Zhang, if not for your strong guarantee, I wouldn't believe that such a young girl was actually a master who made the two department directors fight over her."
"Principal, I didn't believe it at first either, but you'll know if she is after seeing her work."
"I hope so."
He had thought that it would take half an hour to an hour, but before he could finish the tea, Xia Wanyuan had already put down her brush.
"It's done?!" Principal Yang and the two deans walked to the table in surprise.
