Using everything she saw, she caught up with the latest trends and grabbed Xia Fumeng's attention successfully.
"What the hell are you drawing…" Xia Fumeng kept looking at it although she was complaining. She didn't realize that Qianmo was sketching her.
"This little girl had to learn non-stop while others were playing outside. However, she was smart and soon got many awards…"
Qianmo drew as she described. A few trophies appeared on the paper.
"Everyone has thoughts like this, and this girl is no exception. One day, she asked herself why was she working so hard? She knew that by doing this, her father and mother would be pleased. Thus, all of her efforts were meaningful."
Xia Fumeng's expression suddenly changed. "Shut up!"
Even a fool would have noticed what Qianmo was saying by now. The little girl that Qianmo was drawing was Xia Fumeng.
