The USB drive was full of her photography work.
Each type in its own folder.
All those Dean Wu mentioned earlier were included.
In the portraits: the innocent child, the weathered old man, a single tear from a heartbroken girl, a cigarette of a woman of the world.
Each photo evokes a different emotion and experience in the viewer.
The landscapes are even more breathtaking.
Yancheng's azure sea and sky.
Licheng's tranquil village.
Yun Wu Mountain shrouded in mist.
New York's exotic ambiance.
Iceland's brilliant auroras.
Each photograph makes one marvel at the beauty of the world.
Dean Wu was so absorbed that he didn't even notice when Ye Wan left.
On the table, there was a note left by Ye Wan.
"Consider these photos as my work as a photography student. Every year from now on, I'll bring the beauty I capture to the school for your and the department's review and guidance!"
