Gu Xiaoer appraised the four design drawings with solemn attention, feeling a myriad of emotions. To Wen Xin's mockery and jeers, she didn't even lift her head to retort, "Thanks, but I don't need a way out."
She continued to focus on the design drawings.
"Hey, you can't recognize a good thing when you see it! Just wait until you're crying because you can't get off the stage!" Wen Xin spat out her contempt for Gu Xiaoer, who refused to accept a face-saving exit, intent on crushing her into the dust this time, and stopping her from any further wheedling.
With her nose in the air, she walked to the table and pretended to scrutinize the designs. An expert knows the game, but as an outsider, the designs were a jumble in her head.
What are all these doodles? What's so good-looking about them, and how could Gu Xiaoer take so long?
