Yang Yi requested a piece of white paper and a pencil and began to sketch a portrait of Zhang Yong.
To Boer, Yang Yi's actions didn't raise much interest, but once Yang Yi started his drawing, Xiao Ran said with genuine curiosity, "You can draw too?"
"Yeah, I've been learning since I was a kid. My mom insisted on it and even hired a very good teacher for me, but..."
"But what?"
Yang Yi paused his pencil, and after a brief moment of bewilderment, he shook his head and said, "Nothing much, my teacher said I was like a human photocopier, but I lack the most important trait of an artist—creativity. So no matter how much I practice, I'll always be just a human photocopier, never becoming an artist."
In truth, Yang Yi wanted to say that he stopped learning to draw after his mother passed away, but eventually, he shared a different sentiment.
Some things, Yang Yi didn't want to share with anyone else.