Su Xingyu smiled gently and shook her head: "Grandma, I can handle it myself."
While managing the colorful embroidery threads with delicate fingers, she explained to the old lady about the events after she left campus, how she joined Cloud Group, and how she participated in the street photography competition. Of course, she skipped over the authoritarian and unpleasant conflicts involving Lu Shifeng.
The old lady listened intently and praised her: "Good child, you really have it tough."
"Well, who doesn't have it tough," Su Xingyu continued to smile lightly, "Just like the embroidery in Grandma's hands, it takes decades to master; Lu Shifeng may seem successful day to day, but I know he has to rise early and work late into the night, leaving and returning under the stars... Compared to him, what I've dedicated to photography is far less."
