"Wait... you really wrote about horses?"
Lin Qinrou glanced at the title, "On the Horse," then raised her head to look at Jiang Xiaobai, clear surprise in her expression.
Indeed, she had thought Jiang Xiaobai was merely asking offhand.
Who could have imagined that he would actually write an essay about horses?
Standing beside her, Li Zhiwei could not help leaning closer to look at the paper as well.
At first, when she saw the title "On the Horse," a trace of bemusement flickered through her clear eyes.
But as her gaze moved down the page, the expression on Li Zhiwei's face gradually changed.
The uncertainty in her eyes soon gave way to concentration.
Then that solemn concentration turned straight into astonishment.
By the end, her eyes shone with a brilliance she could not suppress.
"What a fine essay!"
Li Zhiwei finally could not help speaking, her voice tinged with wonder.
After saying that, Li Zhiwei turned her gaze back to Jiang Xiaobai.
Compared with before, the look in her eyes was now entirely different.
Indeed.
If "On the Teacher" had shocked her, then "On the Horse" made her truly realize that Jiang Xiaobai's literary talent was no fluke.
Because this essay took an entirely different approach from "On the Teacher."
And yet it was every bit as masterful, every bit as precise!
"Oh?"
Meanwhile, upon hearing Li Zhiwei's praise, Lin Qinrou lowered her gaze again and continued reading the paper.
A moment later.
The expression on her cool, composed face began to change as well.
At first, she was merely taken aback.
Soon, that surprise turned into serious attention.
Further on, disbelief she could no longer suppress filled her eyes.
By the end, even her lips had parted slightly.
Clearly, she too had been shaken.
Though the essay was