C736 Junior Sister What Are You Trying to Do?

In the garden of the annexe, Mao stood at the table, diligently grinding ink, while Yin picked up a brush and earnestly painted a picture. Onlookers were wide-eyed with amazement.

"Wow, who would have thought? Even a kid can use a brush to write calligraphy now? Look at that handwriting, it's even better than mine."

"Forget the calligraphy, look at his outfit