Jonah had completed the entire art when I started on a curved flower petal. He laughed as though he’d won when he saw my canvas only had two petals.

 

I ignored his sneer and the whispers from the audience, merely focusing all my attention on my art.

 

“I’m done!” Jonah threw his paintbrush onto the table as he proclaimed triumphantly after completing four of his artworks.

stroke and put down my brush. “I’m

compete against me?” Jonah taunted as he looked at the flower buds. Suddenly, his face turned red in anger. “Hey, are you looking down on me? Why else would you compete

glass of water, then headed back to the stage. As I stared at the about-to-bloom peony, I dipped my paintbrush into the water and

he rubbed his eyes. “Am I hallucinating? I thought I saw the flowers in the

not because I saw it

 

was stunned by my skills. He rubbed his eyes and asked,

swiftly drew a rose on it. I repeated the same method by splashing some water on it. The rosebud

we have a large land, abundant resources, and plenty of talented individuals. This skill

 

get a clear look at my previous ones. I didn’t mind, so I drew another species of rose. As I made it bloom again, the audience started cheering. Jonah was snapped back from his thoughts and muttered, “So you truly have

heard every word he said. I realized he was instigated to

said with a bitter expression, “I’ve lost to you, and I accepted that. As I have promised, I’ll never draw

his paintbrush on the table and was about to leave. I quickly stopped him. “There is no win or lose. We merely had a

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