"As for the nose, it's a hawk nose, kind of like that of a hawk."
"Thin lips."
Li Xingwan's hand swiftly sketched on the paper. "Like this?"
"The eye sockets! Make them deeper."
"That's right, that's right! Just like that! Just like that!!" Suddenly, the scene became very intense. "And his hairstyle, he has that kind of slicked-back look, very handsome, really accentuating the features of a slicked-back style!"
Li Xingwan swiftly added the details directly. It was almost exactly as they described.
When the camera zoomed in: "!!!"
"So, what's this?!"
"Live sketching right at the scene?"
"He sketched out that person?"
"No way? Who has that kind of incredible ability?"
And yet...
"I think I know who he is," Li Xingwan put down her pen and twirled it between her slender fingertips. An extremely formidable artistic skill had suddenly manifested within her.
"You... you know who he is?" The director was astonished. "Who? Who is it?"
