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Even the words that his father and mother Qu had looked for him to draw were not found, because Qu Jingran had given all of them to Xue Yuzhu.

"Brother, are you drawing yourself?" Because the boy in the painting looked so familiar, even though it was just a few simple strokes, Xue Yuzhu still knew that the person must be him.

"Yeah, I want to paint myself from three to thirty