Shao Xi looked at Mu Jingzhe helplessly.
Why was she still acting when they were already back at home? Or… was she serious?
"I'm telling the truth. You're really amazing."
Mu Jingzhe sighed. Shao Xi had turned only seven years old that year, yet he'd already managed to come up with incredible ideas such as going back in time.
"I finally understand why Teacher Zhang called it a mess. It's because he can't think like this and doesn't know how to appreciate it."
Mu Jingzhe wedged the torn piece of paper inside the exercise book. "I'll glue it up later. But Shao Xi, you have to remember that you write very well. Your writing is rare. You are truly one in a million. Don't mind what Teacher Zhang said."
Shao Xi wanted to find traces of lying on her face, but he only saw sincerity.
