Although a scholar is often deemed good for nothing,
Jiang Chen still managed to win the young boy's "respect" with his brilliant literary talent that leapt off the page.
Meng Bei looked at the poem on the paper, then at Jiang Chen, and unlike his previous perfunctory pretense, his eyes now filled with undisguised admiration.
Cousin wasn't bragging.
This guy is truly cultured!
Even though his academic performance was lacking, unwaveringly assuming the role of the class's bottom dweller, at least his joyous level of ability was quite impressive, possibly even exceeding that of an average child due to his family environment.
After his critical appraisal of the poem, he concluded in his heart.
It was on par with that "Qian Qian"!
"Bro, write another one for me," he begged.
Meng Bei said with hopeful eyes.
