Chapter 20
You Mian just lowered his eyes and said indifferently: "It has nothing to do with me."
Qu Miao hissed, thinking that You Mian was good in every way except that he was too non-competitive.
Although she was one of the few students in the class who could talk to You Mian and knew a little about You Mian's family background that others didn't know, it was only a little bit.
Since You Mian was going to ignore it, Qu Miao didn't say anything more. He just sat back in his seat holding his phone and responded harshly to every fan page that was criticizing him.
When Qu Miao looked up again, there was already a simple clay model on the table in front of You Mian.
Qu Miao put away his phone and walked forward. In the empty sculpture room, the only sound was You Mian kneading the clay.
"Mianmian, what are you doing?" Qu Miao remembered that You Mian's graduation project had already been completed in its preliminary draft, but this one was definitely not it.
You Mian lifted the plastic wrap, scooped out a handful of mud from the bucket and smashed it on the small sculpture in front of him.
The boy was wearing a loose and casual black sweatshirt with his sleeves rolled up, revealing his cold white arm skin.
The reddish-brown mud splattered on his wrists, but he didn't care at all, his eyes were only focused on the sculpture in front of him.
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