Since they started talking, the atmosphere in the room became more harmonious.
Ying Xue put down her drawing board and said seriously, "I went to the exhibition room and saw your wooden sculpture of the eagle. I even had an illusion that if it wasn't covered by a glass case, it would spread its wings and fly away. Gu Qiaoqiao, you're truly amazing, you have a pair of hands that are extraordinarily skillful."
The girl's voice was gentle and sweet, making one feel very comfortable listening to it.
Gu Qiaoqiao raised her smiling face, "You're amazing too. I've seen your paintings, they're full of Spiritual Energy. Given time, you'll become a remarkable artist..."
"Not at all, compared to you I'm far behind. Sometimes I just can't find the feeling."
"You're too modest. You're not worse than anyone else; you need to have confidence in yourself."
In the blink of an eye, the two had entered a mode of mutual compliments.
