As soon as Tuanzi and Gu Mo entered the door, they were greeted by Gu Chi’s scrutinizing gaze with a smile.
Gu Chi: ^_^
Gu Mo’s expression remained calm, rely glancing away slightly.
Tuanzi mimicked Gu Chi.
Tuanzi: ^_^
After all, she had obediently eaten breakfast, so there wouldn’t be any punishnt.
With her hands behind her back, Tuanzi strolled over mischievously, "Gu Chi, have you heard a saying?"
"Hmm?"
"People with small eyes often like to smile squintily," she said, deliberately widening her eyes, "Is it because your eyes are small?"
Gu Chi laughed, "Compared to yours, they are indeed small."
Pausing, he added, "With big eyes, the peripheral vision must be good enough to notice everything around, right?"
Tuanzi zipped away, eyeing him warily, "Are you up to sothing bad?"
Gu Chi also innocently smiled, "I just thought of sothing related to eyes, but seeing you so cautious, I’d better not say it."
Tuanzi: "..."
Her heart suddenly felt restless, like a hundred cats clawing away at it. But would asking Gu Chi an she lost?
How infuriating!
Gu Chi’s work had been submitted for a competition, and he had several students taking art exams. He often went to guide them, staying quite busy.
Soon, he was out the door.
Tuanzi, conflicted, clung to the door fra, watching him leave.
"Darn it, what on earth did he an? Miaomiao is so curious!"
[Ancient Martial System: Why don’t you ask him?]
[Miaomiao: No way! If I ask, he’ll definitely make fun of Miaomiao. Darn it!]
The system remained silent; sotis, the little host had inexplicable persistence.
Tuanzi began scratching the door, like an exasperated cat, almost owing.
Only when Gu Chi’s silhouette completely disappeared did she fold her arms, pouting as she went back inside. Even the homade snacks from Aunt Third couldn’t soothe her.
Just as Tuanzi was angrily munching on sweet potato chips, her phone rang.
She opened it to find an animated GIF sent by Gu Chi.
"Isn’t this Miaomiao?"
The GIF featured a chibi girl, with a baozi face and big eyes, dressed in black martial arts attire, staring ahead.
Suddenly, a piece of candy was thrown from the left. Without even looking, the girl moved and caught it.
Another candy was tossed from the right. Without needing to see, she directly jumped over and caught it.
Catching on the left, jumping on the right—just like a little kitten being teased.
Gu Chi swiftly sent a ssage.
[It’s great having big eyes; you can catch candies without looking.]
Tuanzi: "..."
"Is being good at drawing so great?" Tuanzi huffed, stomping her foot. "I want to draw too!"
Aunt Third, Hua Wenyi, unaware of what had transpired, only heard this.
"Miaomiao wants to learn to draw too? I can get you so drawing supplies."
Hua Wenyi found so art materials, her voice gentle, "Do you want to draw on the balcony, or in the garden?"
Tuanzi thought for a mont, "Miaomiao wants to draw Brother Gu Mo."
After Gu Mo returned, he went straight to his room to work.
He ca back this ti to celebrate his cousin’s birthday but would soon return to school to finish his last tasks before officially starting his winter break.
Hua Wenyi knew her niece wouldn’t disturb her son’s work, so she agreed.
The two of them cracked the door open a bit. Tuanzi sat on a small stool, peeking through the gap as she carefully sketched Gu Mo on the canvas.
Having previously watched Gu Chi sketch, she mirrored the actions, looking the part.
After a while, she looked up, expectantly gazing at Hua Wenyi, her big eyes blinking.
Without disturbing Gu Mo, she signaled with her eyes, ’Isn’t Miaomiao drawing really well?’
Hua Wenyi: "..."
The gentle woman gave a thumbs-up.
Tuanzi’s lips curled up in satisfaction as she continued drawing.
Hua Wenyi discreetly exhaled and walked away.
Soon, Tuanzi picked up her tools and stool, heading to the balcony. She also pulled up a photo of Gu Chi on her phone.
[Ancient Martial System: Are you going to draw him?]
Tuanzi didn’t catch the system’s peculiar tone.
[Miaomiao: Yeah, he drew so many pictures of Miaomiao, so Miaomiao can gift him a drawing too.]
Boosted by Hua Wenyi’s thumbs-up, Tuanzi’s confidence surged.
She even told the system, not only would she draw Gu Mo and Gu Chi, she’d also draw Third Uncle and Third Aunt.
[Miaomiao: Later, when Big Brother and Second Brother co back, I’ll draw them too.]
[Ancient Martial System: Whatever makes you happy.]
[Miaomiao: Miaomiao is happy now; maybe I’m not just a martial arts prodigy, but a talented little artist too.]
During this ti, Third Uncle Gu Zheng ca over to observe. He was a middle-aged man with a perpetually stern face.
Faced with his niece’s expectant gaze, even this stern middle-aged man gave a thumbs-up.
Tuanzi imdiately bead a bright smile.
"Third Uncle, you really have an eye for talent."
Gu Zheng walked away, feigning indifference.
Tuanzi continued drawing and drawing until almost noon. When Gu Cheng ca ho and didn’t find her, he went to Third Uncle’s house to look for her.
"Big Brother, look! Miaomiao learned to draw, and it’s aweso!"
She excitedly held up her first work.
The young director took it and examined it seriously.
"A puppy?"
Tuanzi’s smile froze.
[Ancient Martial System: Pfft]
Tuanzi snatched her art back, dissatisfied, and went to find the artwork’s actual subject.
"Brother Gu Mo, look! Is the Miaomiao I drew of you super handso?"
Gu Cheng wondered if he’d heard wrong. That doodle was supposed to be Second Cousin? He thought calling it a puppy was already quite considerate of his sister’s feelings.
He glanced nervously at Gu Mo, worried that the truth would be told yet felt that honesty might make his sister realize her current art skill.
Having just finished his work, Gu Mo carefully examined the artwork.
Tuanzi, with her head tilted up, looked at him nervously.
"This style is really unique."
Tuanzi’s head drooped instantly.
"Miaomiao, you should continue with this style. Maybe you can create a brand-new genre."
Gu Cheng: "!"
[Ancient Martial System: !]
Tuanzi herself was in disbelief.
But when she saw Gu Mo’s expression clearly, she was taken aback.
This young professor looked genuinely serious, "Never seen before, yet it’s very spirited. Hmm, it’s truly a distinctive style. Those who like it might really like it."
"It doesn’t really look like you," Tuanzi scratched her head, "I an, at first glance, it doesn’t seem like you, but Miaomiao did capture your essence."
"No one said a drawing must resemble soone exactly."
Gu Mo, seemingly simple, had an inclusive heart. He always believed that anyone, regardless of age, gender, or occupation, held infinite potential.
At this mont, he encouraged a five-year-old, just as he had encouraged the children of distant relatives or many other people he encountered.
He never dismissed any possibility.
Tuanzi kept her head up until her neck ached, only then letting it droop. A second later, she excitedly jumped up, leaping onto Gu Mo, hugging his neck.
"Haha, Miaomiao also thinks I’m amazing! Maybe I can create a new genre!"
[Ancient Martial System: ...]
"But," Tuanzi bashfully tilted her head, "Miaomiao’s ti is limited. Right now, I have to focus on the most important tasks and learn lots of different cultivation techniques. Drawing might just be a hobby."
Gu Mo gently said, "It’s nice as a hobby too. As long as you’re happy, that’s what matters."
Tuanzi satisfied, snuggled up to him.
Gu Cheng helplessly approached.
"Now I understand why Gu Chi is so fearless."
After all, he has such an endlessly supportive brother.
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