Yes, if there's a teacher to guide the lessons, what couldn't be learned, and how could one possibly do poorly on an exam?
However, the warmth between teachers and students is always fleeting; during the Youth Class period, the constant theme is the mutual torment between students and old professors:
"Grandma."
"You speak."
"Is there another way to understand it?"
"Let's hear it."
Li Zhiyuan raised his hand, clenched his fist, and smashed it towards the large water ball suspended in front of him.
"Bang!"
The water ball shattered and exploded, scattering in all directions.
Liu Yumei was firstly stunned, then puzzled, but gradually, her eyes began to widen.
The scattered water ball formed a misty layer, and combining the Chinese painting skills learned from Alii, it created a landscape painting that was rough yet implied elegance.
An elder and a youngster now stood amidst the mountains and waters.
