"You're really impressive," Ji Yuzhi sighed.
"Teacher Ji, why don't you talk to Mr. Hu? We have quite a few classmates in our class who are pretty good at painting. Maybe they could take over this painting. What do you think? Plus, it might not even need this price. I guarantee they'll do a great job. You can have Mr. Hu consider it. I have to go now, I really need to get back to class."
When Ji Yuzhi met Hu Xiangyong that evening and conveyed Chiang Xiao's words to him, Hu Xiangyong's mouth twitched.
Those students, can they compare to Chiang Xiao?
Not to mention that he originally wanted Chiang Xiao to paint this work, even if he didn't have his own motives. The freshman students at the art academy still have the skill level of first-year students. Can they compare to someone who's already won international awards and held exhibitions?
A painting hung on the wall in front of him, a piece he bought for a hefty price, depicting orchids.
The artist was Chiang Xiao.
