C332 Flying kite map of the river

Everyone's face was lifeless, as if they were in a Jiangnan Shuixiang in the middle of a rainy month. Staring at Zhang Yuan Yuan's picture, all of it felt like it had lost its soul, and couldn't come back to its senses for a long time.

That painting was no longer a simple ink painting. There was already a bit of water vapor in the air