The girl didn't think there was anything bad, she came back with the book, she took the book in her hand, shook her head, and swayed around while reading, "Fu Mother, Qi Nu, Fu Mother also." The woman is the Duchess of Weizhuang, called Zhuang Jiang. "I read the article "Qi Nu Fu Mu".

Lin Xiao couldn't hear what she was reading at all, the girl turned back, looked at him with two eyes straight at her chest, smiled and hit him on the head with a book: "Where did I read?" Lin Xiao took her into his arms and put his head on her chest: "I'll take a look." ”

He saw that there was a "trip to Yerong, a lustful heart" below, so he pointed his finger at her face: "Yerong's trip", then nodded his chest and said: "Lewd heart", and then pretended to be surprised and said: "Isn't this written about you? It turns out that you are the Duchess of Weizhuang, disrespectful, disrespectful." The girl grinned and broke away from him, and put her finger on his forehead, "Listen to the lecture seriously, and staggered away."

Lin Xiao was so distracted by her that all his thoughts ran to the fragrance she exuded, how could he still listen to anything. The girl walked over to the bookshelf, turned and stopped: "Tell me what I just read." Lin Xiao didn't hear it at all, so he lied: "I don't understand this article, change it." ”

The girl put the book on the bookshelf and sighed: "Forget it, your culture is too low, don't read, I'll teach you to write." Lin Xiao felt that this was good, and he could take advantage of it, so he agreed: "This is good, I like it." The girl laid out the paper, dipped the pen in ink, wrote the word "Yong", and told him the key points of the eight methods of the word "Yong" while writing, Lin Xiao just looked at the C cup that was swaying when she was writing, and wanted to go up and take a bite, but he couldn't hear anything in his ears.

When the girl finished speaking, she said, "Can you remember?" Lin Xiao shook her head and said, "I can't remember." The girl shoved the pen into his hand: "Come, write and see." Lin Xiao took the pen and said to her: "If you don't teach it well, I won't be able to write." The girl leaned on his back, stretched out her hand, put it in his hand, and as she spoke, she took him and wrote: "The point is like a falling rock from a high altitude." ”

Lin Xiao's nose smelled the fragrance on her body, how could she have the heart to see how to write, her head was tilted, her mouth was kissed, the girl didn't realize it, and she was still talking: "Mention is a strategy, like a horse with a whip." Lin Xiao stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked it gently, only to feel that the aftertaste was endless. The girl noticed that he was not focused on writing, so she pushed him: "Write this and then play." ”

Lin Xiao finished writing one under her guidance, looking at the words he wrote, there was still a little appearance, and he couldn't help but feel proud of himself, looked left and right, and was very proud, turned back to the girl and said, "I'll take this one away and keep it as a souvenir." The girl took the paper, rolled it up, and said, "This one will not work, it is my task, you can write another one." ”

Lin Xiao thought: It must be better to have another one, so he said, "Okay, I'll write another one." The girl laid out another piece of paper, and took his hand to write another, but because the girl had completed the task, this one was not so attentive, and it was not as good as the first one. Lin Xiao was very dissatisfied, so he asked her if she could write another one, and the girl couldn't hide a smile on her face, and took another one: "Okay, you will write better." ”

Under her inducement, Lin Xiao, a person who had never touched a brush, actually practiced calligraphy here for half an hour, although he was not concentrating, and his mind was running together, but when it came to the last one, it was even better than the first one. The girl also drew a few red circles for him, which made Lin Xiao feel more accomplished.

After writing, he hugged the girl and kissed her, "Thank you, you really caught me." The girl was also very happy, and her task was completed well, so she patted Lin Xiao on the back: "You are still a child, you are talented." ”

Lin Xiao basically knew about the content of Qian Tong's self-cultivation, so he wanted to leave. Unexpectedly, there are still people who don't like the things he thinks are good, and before he went out, there was a commotion inside. A voice shouted: "What kind of play, Lao Tzu spends money for fun, and asks me to write, I might as well go to school." ”

Then, the sound of ping-pong throwing things came from another study, and a girl covered in ink ran out crying. A foreman walked in and persuaded something, and after a while, she led a Humpty Dumpty man out of it, and said as she went, "Sir, you take you to enjoy the service of self-cultivation." The fat man went with her in a huff.

Liu Changhai was deceived into going to the tavern to wash the dishes, he was so tired every day, he had to work for ten hours a day, and he couldn't eat well, so he could only eat some leftovers, and he would be in a small room with sundries at night. That cowboy was unceremonious to him, he either beat or scolded, thinking about the tens of thousands of people in the country, Liu Changhai really couldn't figure out how he ended up here.

But people can't help but bow their heads under the low eaves. He'd been working here for a week, and that night something happened that made him unbearable.

He was bending over to brush the dishes, a drunk guest staggered in, and when he arrived in front of Liu Changhai, he couldn't stand still, and fell on top of him, Liu Changhai hurriedly held him up. As soon as he turned around, he took a sip of "wow", and spit all the wine he drank on Liu Changhai's body, and a sour smell rushed straight to his nose.

Liu Changhai hurriedly pushed him over, the drunk man didn't sober up, he couldn't stand, he pushed him, kicked over the stack of plates he had just brushed, and the "bang-la-la" was all broken, the ground was full of fragments of plates and drunken vomit, and there was a sour smell everywhere. The cowboy came in from outside, and when he saw this, he didn't ask any questions, jumped over in two steps, slapped his face, and beat Liu Changhai on the head, scolding while beating.

While dodging, Liu Changhai blocked his face with his hand, and the cowboy raised his leg to kick him to the ground, and kicked him a few more times. Completely treating him as a slave, Liu Changhai was angry and annoyed, thinking that I didn't sell it to you again, I didn't want my salary, and I won't work here anymore. Even if he is repatriated, he will not suffer this crime. He got up and ran out, the cowboy grabbed him and gave him two mouths, Liu Changhai hit him headlong, knocked the cowboy to the ground, and ran out.

Under the astonished gaze of a room of guests in the lobby, he ran out of the bar.