"I really don't have the time or manpower," Chiang Xiao said with a wry smile.
The new year had passed, and the second semester of her senior year was about to begin. The college entrance examination was fast approaching.
Although she was quite confident in her performance and didn't worry about being admitted to a university, it wasn't certain whether she could get into the Capital City Fine Arts Institute.
But she had already decided that she wanted to attend the Capital City Fine Arts Institute.
"Then shall I help you look for it first?"
"Okay, thank you so much, Brother Kuang," Chiang Xiao breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Actually, before you found out, I had thought of asking for your help as well. The calligraphy of this person is too good. If he's still alive, he might achieve something in this field. Brother Kuang, being someone from the circle, you may have an easier time finding him than I would."