Just as Lu Zhanbei claimed she was talented, she started to saw wood.
Gu Qianqian was terrified and immediately stopped her hands, her little face in a mournful expression, "Lu Zhanbei, am I so stupid? Am I not doing a good job? Please, don't be upset with me! I …"
"You really never learned before?"
The young girl was depressed, continuously shaking her hanging head: "With my family's circumstances, where would we get the extra money for these lessons?"
Just as she had finished speaking, Gu Qianqian suddenly realised, hurriedly raising her head to ask, "Lu Zhanbei, are you implying that I'm not doing too badly?"
"Yes!"
"Then why do I feel as though I'm sawing wood?"
In response to such a vivid description, Lu Zhanbei didn't refute it. Instead, he chuckled saying, "It does sound similar, but it's a little better than when I first did it…"
"Really?"
