"Teacher Lin, I'm sorry for troubling you so late at night. I really don't understand a part of the plot, so I wanted to come and ask you. Are you available now?"
Actually, it wasn't very convenient.
But Lin Chuxia glanced at Shen Jianshu and felt somehow that she couldn't bring herself to speak the words of rejection.
In the end, she still spoke, "Actually, although I drew the comic, I don't have a deep understanding of the characters. I don't know how to describe this feeling..."
Lin Chuxia furrowed her brows in thought, then continued, "Let's put it this way, when I draw, I mostly do it on a whim, and if you were to ask me why I chose this particular color tone for a painting, or what the meaning behind it is, I really couldn't tell you."
"Um... Do you understand what I mean?" Lin Chuxia cautiously lifted her eyes to look at him.
Shen Jianshu wasn't angry, instead, he gently curved his lips into a smile, "I understand."
