"Heh-heh~"
The art exhibition was over.
After he spoke, the Black Pipa ghost pressed its lips together in displeasure.
Why had it brought that up?
The other party hadn't even asked directly.
"I see."
Seeing the Black Pipa ghost looking regretful, Xiao Xiao smiled and changed the subject.
"Was that your drawing?"
He looked at the doodle on the road ahead.
The children who had been gathered around it earlier had already been called away by their parents.
The children's calls had also caught the attention of a few passersby.
But they'd taken only a glance before looking away.
Most people had walked straight past.
They hadn't noticed there was a drawing on the ground at all.
Of course, ordinary people might not have recognized it as a drawing.
The Black Pipa ghost suddenly tightened its grip on the pipa.
Its gaze wandered.
Its tightly pressed lips had turned slightly pale.
Clearly, it had no intention of replying.
"Do you like... looking at paintings?"
Xiao Xiao didn't mind that he hadn't gotten an answer.
To him, the Black Pipa ghost's reaction said everything.
Considering how the Black Pipa ghost felt, he'd changed the question from "Do you like drawing?" to "Do you like looking at paintings?"
That seemed more likely to get a response.
"Have you been to a lot of art exhibitions?"
Just as he'd expected.
"Heh~"
The Black Pipa ghost gave a brief reply.
It liked those beautiful works.
And it hoped that one day, it could paint something just as beautiful.
But...
It looked at the lines on the ground in front of it.
Forget those little brats—
Even the Black Pipa ghost itself thought the drawing was ugly.
"Have you ever thought about trying a painting class?"
Xiao Xiao suggested with