Sylvia Anderson has always been more self-disciplined than her peers.
Her talent may not be the best, but it is valuable because of her persistence.
She knew that many people would come to buy her paintings at high prices to cozy up to the Anderson Clan, so she declared at the beginning of the exhibition: the paintings are only for viewing.
On the day of the exhibition, many people came.
In the crowd, it's hard to tell who truly came to see the paintings and who just came to wander around.
"Whose exhibition is this?"
"You don't know and yet you're here? It's Sylvia Anderson's."
"Who? How come I've never heard of her?"
"Of course, you've never heard of her, but you surely know her dad, the CEO of the Anderson Clan—Charles Anderson."
"So she has a good dad, what's there to be proud of, her paintings aren't great, whose grass is red colored? The colors are wrong. Holding an exhibition, it's really heaven without eyes."
