Chapter 50

When we arrived at the airport and got out of the car, Colin's video call suddenly came in. Without much thought, I walked aside to answer.

Speaking of Colin, he truly lived up to being amazing and talented. However, there was one habit of his that I didn't understand. He rarely called for matters and always preferred video calls.

I once asked him why, and he said video calls have a loud ringtone, making them less likely to be missed.

It turned out that the institute was organizing a competition in collaboration with several prestigious schools. Renowned classical painters would serve as judges, and schools could form teams to participate. Colin asked if I wanted to join so he could team up with me.

To be somewhat precise, I came from a literary family.

My dad was a high school English teacher. If not for my mom's restraint, he could spend all day reciting poems at home for me and Mom.

My mom worked in interior design. According to my dad, she was a rare talent in her youth.

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