Hearing the editor say this, Lin Xi felt even more confident.
Without realizing it, she pictured Xue Yang's usual expressions in her mind—smiling, earnest, serious, nonsensical... all sorts of them. Then she took out a notebook and began absentmindedly sketching.
Ever since she was a little girl, her family had demanded all-around development from her, so she could be said to be proficient in everything from the zither and chess to calligraphy and painting.
Chapter 69