everyone around them wanted to hear what mo nan chong had to say, so they stretched their necks to wait, but the girl did not move.
" what's wrong? bring it over. i'm going to show it to grandpa anyway. " jin fuyao said to the girl.
the girl had a good relationship with jin fuyao, so when she heard jin fuyao's words, she suddenly came back to her senses.
she knew that mo nan chong's handwriting was very good, even better than jin fuyao's.
with just one look, even an outsider like her could tell that mo nan chong's handwriting was full of emotion and style. even an outsider could feel the strength of his strokes.
if one looked at jin fuyao alone, they would think that her handwriting was also very good.
however, with such a comparison, it was obvious whose writing was better and whose writing was trash.
after all, that girl was on jin fuyao's side. at this time, she only had one thought, that was to not embarrass jin fuyao.
