Zhang Wei couldn't help but smile at Xiaoyu's enthusiasm. "Xu Qing, huh? Her talent is indeed remarkable," he agreed, his fingers gently guiding Xiaoyu's on the paper as they sketched together. "Well, who knows? The world is small, and connections run deep. Maybe one day, your paths might cross."
"!"
Xiaoyu's face lit up with a hopeful glow, the idea of meeting her idol and perhaps even following in her footsteps igniting a fervent excitement within her.
"Really? Do you think so?" she asked, her voice brimming with aspiration.
Zhang Wei nodded, his expression earnest. "Absolutely. Keep nurturing your dreams, Xiaoyu. And remember, every great journey begins with a single step."
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Half an hour later, Zhang Wei emerged from Li Xiaoyu's room, having carefully settled the girl back to sleep.
As he descended the stairs with a carefree stride, his gaze landed on Li Liying, who was slumbering with her head resting on the table.
