Wen Tian was stunned for a moment. "Little Youzi, you're not going to tell me you didn't know, are you?"
"They probably don't know," Wen Shuqin said calmly, his pen still in his hand, continuing to draw.
Even my older brother Shuqin is drawing, which means this really is homework!
"Help, I didn't draw!" Little Yuzu looked around and felt only a deathly silence.
The result is that the classroom is now quiet, everyone is drawing frantically, only Xiaoyouzi's face shows confusion and despair.
"Um, do you guys have any A3 paper? I'll start drawing now, and I should be able to hand it in before the long break, right?" Xiaoyouzi stood up, her eyes scanning the surroundings like a radar.
Everyone was busy writing, and no one paid any attention to her.
Mu Siyu and Jiang Qian shook their heads: "Sorry, Xiaoyouzi, we only have one."
"fine."
Wen Tian, who was behind her, pursed her lips and said, "Little Youzi, I don't have any extra A3 paper here."
They brought their drawings over because they hadn't finished them at home, and never thought they would need to prepare an extra A3 sheet of paper.
What was even more unexpected was that Xiaoyouzi didn't draw anything!
Little Yuzu sighed helplessly, "I'd better try to explain this to the teacher."
Wen Shuqin put down his pen and calmly took out an A3 sheet of paper from the cabinet: "Come and draw, the theme is protecting the ocean."
"How did Brother Shuqin know I hadn't drawn anything? He even prepared an extra A3 sheet of paper?" After sitting down, Xiaoyouzi took out her pencil and started sketching.
She was quick and managed to chat with Wen Shuqin along the way.
Wen Shuqin glanced at it and found that Xiaoyouzi had already taken shape in just over ten seconds.
He is indeed Master Huang's last disciple.
Indeed, that's impressive.
While drawing, Wen Shuqin replied, "You didn't reply 'received' in the group chat, nor did you speak to us in the smaller group chat."
"You haven't posted anything from Friday to Sunday, so I think you must be busy and don't have time to reply to us. You might miss this assignment."
Wen Shuqin sighed: "Luckily, I was prepared."
"Thank you, Brother Shuqin!" Little Yuzi immediately responded sweetly, without slowing down her movements.
She even started drawing with her left hand.
Wen Tian, who was behind her, glanced up casually and was immediately dumbfounded: "Little Youzi, are you drawing with both hands at the same time?"
"Ah, yes, isn't this a basic skill?" Little Yuzu replied, and then continued drawing.
Wen Shuqin, who was standing next to him, glanced at it and raised an eyebrow in surprise.
Little Yuzi wasn't just scribbling randomly; she was actually using both hands to create a draft.
In just three minutes, Xiaoyouzi put down her pencil: "Okay, let's start outlining and coloring."
"Little Yuzu, can you finish drawing like this?" Mu Siyu, who was in front, turned around and looked at Little Yuzu.
Nodding, Little Yuzu said, "I can finish drawing it. I'll draw more pictures and write less, which is very convenient."
The bell rang for the morning reading session.
The homeroom teacher walked into the classroom: "Why is it so quiet today?"
The class monitor immediately said, "Teacher, none of us have finished drawing yet. Can we draw during our morning reading period?"
"sure."
The homeroom teacher nodded. "You can continue drawing. I'll talk to the inspectors."
"Thank you, teacher!"
The homeroom teacher moved a stool, sat on the podium, and flipped through his lesson plans.
When morning reading ended, Mu Siyu stood up and stretched: "I'm finally going to finish drawing. I definitely won't have to stay after school today. I can finish it this morning."
She first glanced at Jiang Qian next door.
Jiang Qian tried his best to draw a rough sketch.
His artistic skills are only average; his works are crooked and his handwriting is not good either.
Mu Siyu immediately said with disdain, "Jiang Qian, what is this you drew? Look at it!"
"This is the beach, and this pile is garbage," Jiang Qian pointed, very satisfied with his painting.
Frowning, Mu Siyu pointed to a small corner: "What is this stick figure? What does he do?"
"This?" Jiang Qian said arrogantly, "You can't even tell the difference between this person who takes out the trash and someone else?"
Mu Siyu's little face scrunched up: "What are you talking about? You drew a ghost, and a garbage collector too! Look at this yourself, is this it?"
“How could it not be?” Jiang Qian said matter-of-factly, “Look at his bent arm and the garbage bag in his hand, he’s just taking out the trash!”
Seeing this, Mu Siyu couldn't help but roll her eyes: "Are you just overestimating yourself? It's a complete mess."
"Hmph, you just don't know how to appreciate my art!" Jiang Qian snorted twice, ignoring Mu Siyu: "Stop bothering me, I need to start painting, I can't stay after school!"
Mu Siyu's gaze fell on Wen Shuqin's painting.
Wen Shuqin's paintings are rather dark in color, but his handwriting is very neat and formal.
After glancing at Mu Siyu twice, I lost interest.
She turned around completely and glanced at Xiaoyouzi.
At this moment, Little Yuzu is holding colored pens in both hands and is coloring.
"My God!" Mu Siyu's eyes widened in disbelief. "Little Youzi, what are you doing? You're coloring both hands at the same time? Is that really okay?"
Little Yuzu smiled calmly: "Theoretically speaking, it's possible."
"Actually, I can too."
As she spoke, Xiaoyouzi switched to a different colored pencil in her left hand.
She has already outlined the entire painting; all that's left is to add color and lettering.
Mu Siyu discovered that Xiaoyouzi's drawing was quite good; not only was her right hand good, but her left hand was also very beautiful.
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