Every time an object came to her mind, her eyes could immediately pinpoint its location accurately.
Then, in her head, the image of a colorful oil painting emerged. She slowly magnified the painting, enlarged it, and enlarged it further until it seemed to perfectly match this square.
Gu Lanshan stood there, dumbfounded.
In her ears echoed the petulant, willful, and irrational words.
"Shi'er, you bastard, you liar, you said my painting could outshine all the students at school. So what happened? Why didn't I win? You big liar, do you know how embarrassed you made me? I even boasted to Zhao Li that I was certain to take first place! You..."
The vibrant oil paints were flung unabashedly by the ponytailed girl at the dazzling young man standing before her.
