The little bun shook his head, still trying to piece those fragments of paper together.
In his heart, nothing was more important than this painting right now.
Sarah Sullivan sighed, sat down, and helped the little bun piece it together.
However, Grace Neumann had not only torn it by hand but also stomped on it.
With wanton trampling, the painting was now a complete wreck.
Especially Sarah's part, which was utterly unrecognizable.
"How about we draw another one?" Sarah suggested to the little bun.
But the little bun shook his head, still disappointed.
Sarah could understand the little bun's thoughts.
Art creation is not like the automated assembly line of a factory.
Products on an automated assembly line are mass-produced, demanding uniformity, orderliness, and precision.
It requires lots of repetition.
Strict adherence to rules and regulations is necessary.
There is no room for personal flair.
But artistic creation requires inspiration.
