Chapter 389 - What is a Beauty (2/2)
Xia Ruoxin was aghast. She looked on with wide eyes as though she was going to cry. She must have looked silly. Suddenly, she burst out laughing. Her new classmates seemed really adorable.
”Whoa, the beauty has laughed. She looked at me and laughed.”
”What? She was laughing at your melon-shaped face. The beauty was actually laughing to me.”
”What the heck. Then, what kind of face do you have? She was actually feeling disgusted. How can she be smiling at you?”
The rowdiness was the very first lesson that Xia Ruoxin attended.
This was also the place where Xia Ruoxin first gained the nickname 'Beauty'.
”Do you know how the Beauty became so beautiful?” One of the students gave a knock on another's shoulder. ”Look at the way the posture and the way she moved. How can she look so pleasing and seductive?”
”That's because she's a beauty.” Another student looked up and pinched her classmates' small, round cheeks.
”Actually, you look pretty, too.”
”Oh, really.” That student cupped her face. ”Am I really pretty?”
”Mmm.” His friend replied seriously. ”Beauty's good looks are natural, aesthetic, elegant, and exquisite while your good looks are artistically manly.”
”Scram!” A flying kick almost landed on that student's face.
That student evaded gloomily with his grumbling.
”You are not only manly but also fierce. Beauty is better. The gorgeous way she looks when she's drawing is equivalent to a goddess.”
Xia Ruoxin realized someone seemed to be talking about her. She looked up, and suddenly, a smile lit up on her face, all the way to her eyebrows.
Her smile was so dazzling that the others started to see waves of flowers before their eyes.
Beautiful was insufficient to describe Beauty. Everything about her spoke charm. Even the way she dug her nose was considered beautiful. However, it seemed that none of them had seen her digging her nose.
Their Beauty wasn't only gorgeous; she was smart and hardworking, too. Her foundation might be weak, but she picked things up very quickly. One could see the obvious improvement in her foundation even though she had joined the class later than her peers.
The instructor teaching the class was a renowned illustrator. She turned down the other major universities' invitations to set up this studio. Perhaps, the master's character was just bent on choosing a path that was anything but normal.
Or maybe, she preferred to embrace her freedom and liked the flexibility of searching for her inspirations.
The salary of being a professor in the university might not be as much as what she was earning at the studio.
Regardless of her reasons, the illustrations done by the master was considered unique.
”Have you taken lessons before?”
The master came over to Xia Ruoxin's side and lowered her head as she watched the way her student was holding her brush.