Shadow's Clone Magic

When Xiao Man fell down on the playground, Shadow suddenly twisted. "Hey, can I help you draw?" Shadow Momo said on the wall. From now on, Xiao Man no longer has to worry about homework problems: Mo Mo can write essays, help with ballet dancing, and do abacus calculations. Until the day of the school-wide talent competition, Mo Mo's clone lost control—— Composition papers were flying all over the sky, ballet steps were as stiff as puppets, and abacus beads rebelled. At the judges' table, the principal adjusted his glasses: "Xiao Man, your helper seems a little busy?" Intention: Down to earth, go all out