"Yingfan, go get paper and a pen, and grab a clipboard for me." Seeing this scene, Jiang Man's interest was piqued, her creative urge unstoppable.
Wu Yingfan scurried around to ask the servents, but it was the servants who finally found a leather-covered notebook.
"Man, what are you doing?"
Wu Yingfan handed the notebook and pen to Jiang Man.
Jiang Man opened the notebook and began to sketch vigorously on the pages.
Wu Yingfan cocked his head and understood, "Sketching, huh."
When she was in the United States, whenever Jiang Man saw beautiful scenery, she would also spontaneously capture the scene with her drawings.
Contrary to the emotion captured by cameras, she said that recording things with pen and paper was far more memorable.
Wu Yingfan had always remembered her wise words.
She seldom sketched portraits before, except for her foster father and him, her good buddy. There were no third persons in her sketchbook.