280 A Life Is Lost
Ding Chenguang said with a smile, "Not at all. I'm just a poor scholar, hardly comparable to you two talented individuals."
He turned to Qiao Muchen and said, "I heard that Young Master Qiao, you topped the list in the Elementary Scholar examination for three consecutive terms. Meeting you today, I see you are truly talented and extraordinary."
Qiao Muchen gave a dry smile. "Not at all, not at all. I'm not as great as you, Master Ding..."
Watching them exchange compliments, Zhao Zhitong was speechless.
Finally, her gaze fell on the painting, and she hurriedly changed the subject. "Ah, Master Ding, is this your painting?"
Ding Chenguang looked at the painting on the table and smiled. "Yes, I earned a few copper coins writing letters for people and bought some Xuan paper with it. I painted a few pieces myself; I hope they're not an eyesore."
Zhao Zhitong admired the ink painting and said, "Master Ding, you are being too modest."
