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Chapter 813

However, this did not mean that I believed there was no future for watercolor. On the contrary, it was my soul and life. I would live and die with it. Comics were merely something that resonated with me and an additional entry into my repertoire of future career paths.

Listening to the lecturer's intriguing speech, I wondered if I should establish a small studio to pursue my interest.

The afternoon of the next day, Professor King called me. There was a certain excitement in his voice, and it made me giddy. I rushed to his office to talk to him in person.

"Professor King."

"Yes. I have good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?"

"The good news first, then the bad one. That way, I can ease into the bad news."

"Alright. After an internal discussion, your project has been approved."

I was so happy that I almost squealed.

"Calm down now. I still have bad news for you. You can celebrate after you hear the bad news."

I calmed down and uttered, "What is the bad news,
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