Literati：“……………………”
Mi August seemed to be smiling or not, and found it a bit interesting. If it was her who was involved in this matter, if she was in charge, it wouldn’t matter if she saw it now.
But today’s protagonist is Mi Feixue, mainly depending on whether the baby has calmed down.
Mi August looked at Mi Feixue, and couldn’t help laughing at this look.
Although Mi Feixue was still expressionless, the subtle facial muscle changes could not escape Mi August, who was familiar with her. Looking at the flying eyebrows and relaxed corners of her lips, she was praised for being happy.
At this moment, Mi Feixue sneaked over to her side and collided with Mi August’s gaze.
That eager little expression was clearly the restrained appearance of the child who was praised outside and wanted to show off to his parents.
Mi August gave her a smile of recognition and encouragement.
The corners of Mi Feixue’s mouth curled up without holding back.
The dandies who were staring at them immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw this scene.
“Ridiculous!”
Suddenly, an angry scolding interrupted the rejuvenating atmosphere.
“！”
A dandy made a quick decision to rush to the talking scholar and cover his mouth.
Scholar: “…hmm!？”
However, one was covered, and there were other self-sustaining literati.
“Even the work of a three-year-old urchin is better than this.”
When the dudes heard the words, their expressions were like mourning.
Mi Feixue’s face tightened.
With the person at the beginning, the subsequent evaluation has also become more.
They not only accused the painting of being crude, but also accused Mi Feixue of perfunctory.
——This strange little boy made such a crude and rotten painting, I’m afraid he’s not deliberately belittling and playing with them!
——If you recognize such a work, it is not only an insult to your aesthetic talents, but also tantamount to being slapped on the left face and slapped on the right face by yourself!
Pairs of eyes filled with dissatisfaction and condemnation fell on Mi Feixue.