With a slightly flushed face, she nodded repeatedly, "I understand, sis."
Seeing that he still seemed hesitant to speak after he finished speaking, Jiang Ningxi raised an eyebrow but didn't ask.
Instead, he said, "Go, stand over there and do one hundred knee raises and roundhouse kicks!"
Chen Qingyan instantly felt a chill run down her spine. "Huh? One hundred times!"
"Not convinced? Look at how many math problems you got wrong!" Jiang Ningxi looked at him coldly.
Chen Qingyan immediately fell silent.
Stand quietly to the side and start practicing knee raises again and again.
Soon, Jiang Ningxi went to the piano and taught Luo Tianmin a new, simple piece of music.
Once she finishes practicing, I can teach her new Sanda moves.
Finally, Jiang Ningxi began to teach Wang Cheng'an how to paint.
He said he wanted to draw a horse this time, so Jiang Ningxi taught him how to draw one.
First I drew it for him to see, then I held his hand and drew it again.
Finally, the steps for each part will be explained in detail.
However, the most important thing in painting traditional Chinese paintings is to rely on one's own understanding and to develop a personal style.
After she finished explaining, she saw Chen Qingyan sitting on the sofa, looking as tired as a dog about to foam at the mouth.
She walked over and looked down at him, "You're really terrible!"
"Even if we send you to a talent show, what makes you think you can compete with other excellent contestants!"
Upon hearing this, Chen Qingyan jumped up from the sofa.
Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Ningxi, her face filled with excitement, "Sis! You, are you talking about that talent show on Pineapple TV?!"
A faint smile flashed in Jiang Ningxi's eyes. "Yes!"
Chen Qingyan grinned, "Hehe, I was just about to tell you that I also want to sign up."
"But I'm also afraid people will say I got in through connections."
Jiang Ningxi looked at him and chuckled, "How can you succeed if you're afraid of everything?"
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