Lu Ming moved his head closer to take a look. When he saw Old Master Lu on it, he rolled his eyes.
He felt that his grandfather should have a fierce look on his face.
However, Old Master Lu was indeed as kind to Qin Sheng as he was in the painting.
Lu Ming shook the goosebumps on his arms.
He did not look at it anymore.
Old Master Lu loved the painting so much that he couldn't put it down. He wore his glasses and looked at it over and over again.
He could see Qin Sheng's intention in painting.
Every detail was handled perfectly. Qin Sheng must have spent a lot of time to make this painting.
This painting was no less than the one Qin Sheng took part in the Youth Painting Competition.
Old Master Lu couldn't help but look at Fu Hanchuan with a smug look.
'Yours is nothing compared to mine.'
