"Wow, the magic of summoning a Beast!"
On the soft cloud ground, a little girl carved from jade and marble had a serious expression on her face. Her ten fingers flew nimbly as she performed several tricks, finally forming a sword gesture, pointing earnestly forward: "Swift as a decree! Appear!"
"Woof!"
Suddenly there was a bark as a cloud blanket was lifted, and a little gray dog jumped out.
"Awoo!"
It bared its teeth, looking mighty.
Sitting before her was an exceptionally beautiful woman, who supported her forehead with her hand, speaking helplessly: "Jiang Anan, is this the secret technique you've been diligently researching instead of practicing calligraphy for days?"
"How is it?" Jiang Anan asked cheerfully: "Am I amazing?"
"I don't know if you're amazing," Ye Qingyu sighed: "I have a terrible headache anyway."
Jiang Anan leaned forward, pouting: "I noticed you were unhappy and wanted to make you laugh. Actually, I've caught up on my homework."
