His smile grew even brighter, as if he considered Gu's Calligraphy and Painting Shop his own home. He ran over to pour Gu Weijing a cup of tea.
"Mr. Xiao Gu. You're back. You're home early today."
Hanks paused for a moment and then said, seemingly intentionally and unintentionally.
"If I had your level and technique, why bother going through the trouble of attending school?"
"The headquarters of Ma Shi Gallery is in Regensburg, Germany. We have good relations with both the cultural department and the education department of Bavaria. If you don't mind going there for college, it's just a matter of a word, and I'll get you a tuition-free recommendation spot."
"The Singapore Art Exhibition is just a little over a hundred days away. Why not save some time and study the kind of paintings to exhibit?"
Hanks thought that at Gu Weijing's level, attending high school in Yangon was simply a waste of time and a squandering of life.
