Praise (3)

"Good." Jiang Beiran nodded and said," It's difficult to master the art of array formation in one go. Your talent is not bad. Thank you for your patience. One day, you'll definitely be able to achieve something in this art. Continue.""

'He…Praise me?

Gao Lanwen looked at Jiang Beiran and blinked twice. She found it hard to imagine that this man could actually praise someone.

"Read a book, don't look at me."

"Oh." Gao Lanwen quickly lowered her head. However, she felt a little restless in her chest. Some kind of happy emotion seemed to be unable to be suppressed and wanted to rush out.

This made Gao Lanwen feel a little strange. In the past, so many people had praised her with countless flowery words, but her heart was still calm.

Now, the person in front of her had only praised her for being not bad, but she was so…They wanted to cheer.

"Brother Beiran! Brother Beiran!"

Just as Gao Lanwen was suppressing her emotions, a hurried voice came from downstairs.