Meng Xin Zhi sat on Zong Ji's shoulders, staring blankly at the "Mona Lisa".
She could hardly believe that Madam Lisa was actually confined within such a small painting.
This painting seemed to be, at most, the size of three sheets of paper she normally used for drawing put together.
Compared to the grand scenes in her dreams, it was utterly unrelated.
Meng Xin Zhi was ready to take out "Aurora's Origin", which she carried with her, to make a thorough comparison, to see if it was really not much bigger than her "work".
Regrettably, before she could put this idea into practice, Zong Ji was rushed not to linger too long in front of the "Mona Lisa".
Being small in stature, Meng Xin Zhi could only see by sitting on her father's shoulders.
But this also blocked the "Viewing Line" of other people.
Of course, more important than the "Viewing Line" was the "Photo Path".
After all, it was an era when selfie sticks had not yet become popular.