Gu Weijing applied a bit of force and erased ten or so small grids with his pencil.
Koukou leaned forward to take a peek at the podium and saw the teacher wasn't in the classroom, so she completely relaxed.
She tilted her head, resting her right wrist under her chin, lazily swiping through her phone, occasionally glancing at the progress on her worksheet.
Even though she was already numb to Gu Weijing's speed, observing this up close and openly still felt distinctly different.
"Honestly... your proficiency with the sketching technique goes far beyond most of the students, doesn't it?"
Koukou squinted and couldn't help but say, "I think your coloring speed is almost on par with how the teacher was demonstrating at the podium earlier."
"Strictly speaking, it's still a bit off."
Gu Weijing rotated his pencil and began addressing the last blank spot on the sketch paper.
