Chapter 1297

With Charmine's gesture, an assistant instantly went on stage with a wooden rack with two long scrolls by its side.

The music played.

Charmine held the brush as she wrote on the paper to the rhythm of the music.

Each stroke was like a dragon that danced in the air; omnipotent yet elegant.

As her brush landed, butterflies started to flutter her way from all directions, and what started as just a few then grew into tens and hundreds.

Some rested on the paper while some danced around her brush. Even though her hand was moving, the butterflies remained where they were, unintimidated.

The audience watched on with disbelief. They were so shocked that they forgot to cheer!

Butterflies...

So many butterflies!

Charmine's writing attracted that many butterflies?

was the twenty-first century!

yet Charmine was unfazed as if she was in her own world. She continued to write, and with her powerful wrist, each stroke and brush splashed

after word appeared on the

Tides, Make My

word was

felt the pride from the ink, so much so that they

Everyone was mystified.

writing! What

black gown, Charmine merged with them, valiant and powerful for all eyes to

down her brush and waved her hands in the air

butterflies flew away and

everyone acted as if they just woke up

them sighed, "How

like thunder as

How did she do it?" "No one has seen that before!"

murmurs did not cease even as Charmine's performance

cold, confident look on her face. She was gallant as she bowed with her

louder until she went down the stage. They talked about her for

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