The director watched the guests holding the sketches he had drawn, reluctant to let go, and pride welled up in him. There's really no need to love my drawings this much.
"Look, they've all been won over by my drawings," the director said proudly to the assistant director beside him.
The assistant director looked at his proud expression and sighed deeply. Boss, as long as you're happy.
"You're all free to explore now. We'll meet back at the courtyard at six this evening. Have fun!"
The lanes of W uquan Ancient Town were bustling. Stalls on either side sold all sorts of goods and food, with occasional performances, and tourists moved between the stalls in groups.
After heading out, Xu Wang and Pei Yanchuan crossed the stone bridge to the lane on the other side. The paths here were paved with individual stone bricks, each steeped in a sense of age.
Xu Wang looked around, seemingly curious about every spot.
Pei Yanchuan stayed close beside Xu Wang, his gaze never leaving him.
After walking a short distance, Xu Wang spotted a stall selling sugar paintings. The stallholder was an elderly man with white hair and a kindly smile. His stall was exceptionally clean and tidy. Holding a small iron ladle in his right hand, he slowly poured golden-brown syrup onto an iron plate polished to a reflective shine. With just a few movements of his right hand through the air, a lifelike kitten appeared on the plate. The kitten seemed to be rolling around at play, holding a toy ball in its little paws.
Xu Wang could not help being drawn over. As he watched, the old man drew many more animals: adorable little white rabbits, imposing tigers, dancing butterflies, and dragons and phoenixes soaring into the air.
[Wow! These