Then he saw Su Yang start redoing the underpainting.
"Uh..."
But her expression quickly turned strange.
"How should I put this..."
Yukino complained, "What you're painting now is completely different from before."
Of course it was different.
The painting in Yukino's hands could sell for well over one to five million.
But the one in Su Yang's hands was only worth around a hundred thousand.
"Because this is my teacher's assignment," Su Yang said. "My teacher gave me leave and told me to come out and paint from life, so I'll use this to hand in."
"Why... use something like this? Can't you paint something better?" Yukino asked. Or rather, she did not understand.
"Because if I hand in a better painting, my teacher will definitely make me work even harder."
"So I'll use a slightly trashier painting first. Even if my teacher has demands, I can finish them right away."
That way of thinking was really lazy.
Yukino found him rather interesting.
But she said, "Doing that makes you seem strange."
"Strange?" Su Yang smiled faintly. "What's wrong with being strange? Everyone has something strange about them."
"Everyone..."
Yukino paused. "Can everyone be a little strange?"
"Why not?" Su Yang said. "At least, from the day I was born until now, I've never met a perfectly flawless person. So why should being a little strange, a little different from everyone else, be treated as being an outcast?"
"Is that... so?" Yukino nodded lightly. "That's what I think too."
But if you think those words are right, then sure enough, your heart isn't perfectly sound or healthy.
As he carried out psychological treatment, Su Yang thought to himself.
"The rain is gradually stopping too." Su Yang quickly finished the trashy painting, then looked up at the rain curtain, which was