Before long, Tian Quan walked over to the girls. "Hey, time to sing. We'll take turns."
"Me first!"
"I want too!"
"Then, duet!"
As the girls rushed to the front, Feng Mian looked at Tian Quan with arched eyebrows. "You're not going to sing with them?"
"Nah, since when The Great Tian Quan sang? I'm just telling them because they're annoying, talking so highly about Xiao Lan. Just watch. You used to be higher, but now you're nothing to me. As for Xiao Lan, she'll surely be placed under me too!" Tian Quan said confidently.
Feng Mian knew that Tian Quan was competitive, but she didn't expect it would continue even until now. She propped her head with her slender arm on the table. "Art is very subjective, you know. Even if you manage to create one good painting, it doesn't mean that your next one will be as good as your first one."
Tian Quan's face contorted. He glared at Feng Mian. "Don't you dare to belittle me! I'll show you that my painting is the greatest."
