Arriving at the Art Club, Lan walked towards Xiyue and called out, "Xiyue, here I come."

"Xuan Lan is here, please draw a picture for me to see first." Xiyue took Lan to a drawing board and said.

"Ah."

After sitting down, Xiyue was busy, and Lan was thinking about what to draw.

Half an hour later, Lan looked at the characters in the painting and smiled with satisfaction.

"Wow, Xuan Lan, your drawing is so good." Xiyue who didn't know when came called out.

All the main selections of the Ice Emperor Tennis Club are painted on the painting, and the painting is lifelike, as if it is alive.

"It's nothing," Lan said.

"Okay, Xuan Lan, don't be modest, how well you draw!" Xiyue exclaimed.

The others nodded in agreement.

"Thank you."

"Well, it's getting late, Xuan Lan, you can go home after painting, you go back first."

"Well, 88."

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Can Ai: I want to make a statement here. Some people feel that Can Ai’s writing is not good, so they can avoid it. Why bother to express dissatisfaction in the comments like this?Although this is everyone's right, please consider the author's feelings first, Canai has worked very hard, and everyone's opinion is different, if you hate it, you'd better get out of the way.Don't say that I have no quality, everyone has his self-esteem and bottom line, Can Ai has already given in, I hope those who don't like Can Ai's Wenwen will not speak so bluntly about other people's Wenwen.

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