The two leisurely moved forward, accompanied by the gentle breeze.
Suddenly, a quaint and elegant building appeared before their eyes.
It stood quietly, like a scholar walking out from the depths of time, oozing a unique charm.
Lin Shiyun raised her hand, slender fingers lightly pointing to the building, her voice soft as a whispering breeze: "Chen Nan, this is our teaching building."
Chen Nan's gaze followed her fingertips, and in that instant, he was deeply moved by the sight before him.
The teaching building was entirely in an ancient style, with intricately carved beams and painted rafters, and elegantly crafted flying eaves and brackets.
Each detail seemed to be an artwork meticulously sculpted by time, all revealing the charm of antiquity.
The vermilion pillars, tall and straight, were like loyal guards, firmly supporting the exquisite roof.