Lin Qingyue walked in and casually straightened the shoes that were tossed on the floor, laughing, "I changed them when I got back this afternoon and forgot to put them away."
"Uh-huh."
Wu Mu nodded and didn't pay much attention, giving them just a brief glance before moving on.
"This is my study, the room diagonally across is the audio-visual room, and next to the window is a small workshop."
Lin Qingyue led Wu Mu around her study.
On the left side of the study, against the wall, was a large bookshelf filled with various books, mainly professional books on directing and photography, and by their wear and tear, it was clear they were often read, not just for show.
However, what attracted Wu Mu's attention the most was at the desk, a large photo frame hanging on the wall.
The frame was composed of many small photographs, featuring Lin Qingyue at various ages.
Noticing his gaze, Lin Qingyue smiled, "These are photos of me from birth till now, I choose one to add every year."
