She said this as she handed over the acceptance letter to them.
Both seemed quite worried about being rejected or misunderstood as having ill intentions.
Chiang Xiao's generosity made them both breathe a slight sigh of relief.
Relations between boys and girls at this time were very different from later on.
Just talking to classmates of the opposite sex needed a lot of courage, and it made you feel very nervous and constrained.
"Are you studying oil painting?"
"Yes."
"We're both studying traditional Chinese painting. My name is Sun Shuwei."
"My name is An Fusheng."
Chiang Xiao couldn't remember whether they had introduced themselves like this before, but indeed, she hadn't known their names before.
"My name is Chiang Xiao."
Sun Shuwei was slightly taller than An Fusheng, and he looked a bit stronger, but more timid than An Fusheng.
An Fusheng had very small eyes, if you looked from a distance, you wouldn't be able to tell if he had his eyes open or not.
