He Zhijin's basketball smashed Yu Qinian's drawing board.
"Sorry! I'll give you a new one!" She picked up the pieces and saw that the painting was covered with gray graffiti.
Yu Qinian took the remaining painting and said, "You can't afford to pay for it."
It wasn't until a rainstorm night that He Zhijin found her huddled in the equipment room - her arms covered with bruises.
"Don't touch me!" Yu Qinian looked like a wounded hedgehog.
He Zhijin wiped the rain off her face: "How about we touch the drawing board head office? I will be your new model."
When the world in Yu Qinian's paintings finally became colorful, her father tore up all the drawings: "What kind of art can you learn if you lose money?"
He Zhijin put the fragments together into a huge poster and plastered it all over the school: "Now, the whole world is your canvas."
Purpose: "In the abyss torn apart by violence, love is the only glue;
When millions of pieces of despair are put back together, the cracks themselves become the source of light that illuminates the world. "