At the same time.
An City, Tianyang Art Studio.
Over ten drawing boards were lazily scattered around the studio, where male and female students sat in front of them, holding paintbrushes, sketching away.
In the corner of the studio, a girl with single eyelids, dressed from head to toe in Adidas and Nike, faced an empty drawing board, leisurely cracking sunflower seeds.
Beside her, Geng Lu skillfully painted on her board, her loose clothing unable to conceal her well-developed figure, and with the movements of her arms, breathtaking lines appeared under her clothes.
The single-eyelid girl saw this scene, involuntarily twitching her eyelids, feeling as if it were a silent boast.
She didn't linger on Geng Lu for too long, as it would only make her feel more inferior.
Her gaze shifted to Geng Lu's drawing board, which showed the side profile of a boy on paper, clearly a sketch, yet it exuded an ink painting style.
