Even if she didn't quite understand what exactly Gu Weijing had grasped, she still felt slightly relieved in her heart.
The most taxing thing for a painter is to sit and meditate in front of a scene.
The more you think about it, the more it bothers you, the more it drains you, and finally, in a burst of emotion, you might want to fire a shot at someone else's head or your own, something Koizumi Katsuko had heard of before.
It's actually better to start moving the brush.
No matter what Gu Weijing had in mind, once he started painting, as he painted, he would realize his own issues and wouldn't be so set in his ways.
"If you fail and hit a wall, you'll turn back." Koizumi Katsuko chuckled.
Facing Gu Weijing's attempt to seize the opportunity, to emulate the artistic spirit of the female artist Carol.
Some might see him as foolishly overestimating himself, but Koizumi Katsuko just found the guy beside her quite interesting.
