At least since she met Shen Jinmo, she had never seen him paint much.

Although I have some artistic skills, I've probably forgotten most of them.

"My drawing skills may not be as good as yours, but I have a good imagination. Don't worry, I won't hold you back." Shen Jinmo patted Lu Anyu's head to reassure him.

Luo Xiu, from the team next to him, was in a bad mood after losing the previous match.

They seemed very confident in this match.

Because his team consisted of three highly skilled individuals, far superior to Lu Zhiwei's team with a useless person.

"Ruixi, you start with the hardest one. If there's still time, then work your way down from the hardest to the easiest. Understand?" Luo Xiu ordered Ruixi.

Ruixi: "No problem, Uncle Luo."

Luo Xiu turned his gaze to Angel: "You'd better not cause me any trouble."

Angel nodded, her gaze fixed on Lu Zhiwei in the distance.

The second match has officially begun.

All the parents and children were seated in their assigned seats, with various sizes of pencils and erasers placed next to them.

The teacher, holding a timer, announced the start of the competition.

Lu Anyu chose the simplest picture from the ten.

Lu Anyu confidently took the drawing paper, stuck it on Lu Zhiwei's back, and began to draw.

The teacher, holding a microphone, reminded everyone on stage: "Children, you are not allowed to tell your parents what they are drawing. If you do, it will be considered a foul, and your competition result will be canceled."

Lu Anyu finished drawing on the paper in a few swift strokes.

It was Lu Zhiwei's turn to paint.

She immediately knew what her son was drawing by observing the lines he used and his usual drawing habits.