Chapter 511 (1/2)

The whole face is full of relaxation——

She still expected to win.

This whole apocalypse, whose painting skills can match her? It is precisely because of this that she took the initiative to put forward the talent competition, because she can't lose!

Turning her head, Feng Qingwan looked at Feng Chu song and showed a few sarcasm at the bottom of her eyes

The painting time they agreed was a time for incense.

When Feng Qingwan finished her painting, the incense burned half a bucket.

She sat on one side, waiting for Feng Chuge, watching the incense burn out slowly, and her disdain was even worse.

The incense finally burned to the end, but Feng Chuge had not finished painting. Feng Qingwan's face was a little proud. She stood up and wanted to say ”time is up.”

Unexpectedly, at the moment she spoke, that is, when the last bit of incense ash fell, Feng Chuge put down her pen

”Finished...”

The incense ash just landed, and the time is very accurate. It's not much for one second, not much for one second!

Feng Qingwan's eyes are dark. Originally, she wanted to take this opportunity to ridicule wantonly. How did she expect

But

Feng Qingwan frowned slightly.

Why do you think something is wrong? The time of Feng Chu song is so accurate

The bottom of my heart suddenly gave birth to a bit of shock, but it was only a moment. Feng Qingwan shook her head and drove out the strange emotion.

”What did the fourth sister draw?” Feng Qingwan went forward and smiled very warmly.

”I can't compare with your sister. You are the first talented woman of the apocalypse. Look at your first.”

Obviously, Feng Qingwan likes others' compliments and is very useful.