Chapter 351: Photographic Memory

Cheyenne also saw the definition in the book, and her face started to heat up. She suddenly lowered her head to look at her fairy tale book.

This kind of book suits her better. Not too demanding!

An hour quickly passed. It was now ten o’clock, and the bookstore had attracted many people buying and reading books. Somehow, Cheyenne brought ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’ downstairs.

The owner, observing the two figures coming down together, felt the two a perfect match! The man looked elegant, and Cheyenne, beside him, exuded charm and a touch of girlishness. Both holding a book, they resembled a couple who was each other’s first love.

Indeed, eye-catching couples are a feast for the eyes.

As they strolled, Cheyenne, with a lifted red lip, recited a poem from the book. Her pure accent made people around involuntarily turn their heads.

‘Henry, the car broke down. No, master, not the car, but the iron hoop on my heart.’

She was reciting a short poem from ‘The Frog Prince’.

To match her, Sam indulgently smiled at her and replied, ‘Oh, my heart, when you turn into a frog, bound in the well, it’s really, really painful!’

In these brief three to five seconds, it seemed like the audience had witnessed a play.

Sam was the prince trapped in the well, and Cheyenne was the mischievous princess who lost her little ball.

The scene was so beautiful that people hesitated to disturb it, fearing it was just a false scene from a movie.

at the two, flipped open the records and checked

‘Young missy, are you really leaving?

bring it downstairs? It seemed

it at the labeled price and felt secretly delighted. Little did he know that the woman calmly placed the book on the table and answered, ‘I’ve finished reading

‘Huh?’

its expansion across Europe, undergoing a significant fusion and adaptation. Cheyenne’s copy of ‘Grimm’s Fairy Tales’ maintains the

through and asked, ‘What story is on page

hesitation, she replied, ‘It’s

second paragraph

prince’s father urging him to marry

have a photographic memory. She had been sitting

felt a surge of self-doubt. He had been with these books for fifty

remarkable. Consider this book a free gift. You’re quite talented,

too easy. She thanked him and took the book, putting Sam’s ‘Microeconomics’ together

on the contents of this

the owner said, ‘No need, consider it a

to hold and picked up a black signature pen from the pen holder, signing her name on

she asked, ‘Master Sam, do you need me to sign for

his gaze on Cheyenne’s profile, and his smile

Someone who could shock the literary world with calligraphy wouldn’t

dignified but very cute, deliberately curving in places where it should

signing, she pushed the form in front of the owner, unfolding her

owner happily handed over the money, watching the two leave with

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