After prescribing the prescription, Pei Feng handed the prescription to Zhao Yi and said, "It will be prescribed for you for ten days, and it will be prescribed for Yu Ke for one week. ”

"Okay, okay, thank you, Xiaofeng."

Zhao Yi hurriedly took the prescription, glanced at the handwriting on it, and the only word satisfaction was revealed in her eyes, thinking to herself, Yu Ke is really blessed to have a boy like Pei Feng as a tablemate.

"Auntie, you're welcome." Pei Feng smiled.

"By the way, Xiaofeng, Auntie knows that you are using real skills, do you think these consultation fees are enough? If it's not enough, Auntie will go and get some cash later. Immediately, Zhao Yi put the recipe into the bag, and then took out a wad of cash from the bag, which seemed to be more than a thousand yuan, and handed it to Pei Feng, saying very sincerely.

"Auntie, you are out of sight like this, Shen Yu and I are classmates, and seeing a doctor is just a gesture, how can there be any reason to collect money?" Pei Feng shirked Zhao Yi and said with a firm gaze.

"This ......" Zhao Yi was a little embarrassed for a while, feeling that it was not okay to give this money, and it was not okay not to give it.

"That's it, let's go eat together for lunch, Mom, you don't have to give this money." Shen Yuke next to him suddenly cleared the siege.

"Okay, that's good, this meal at noon, Auntie, please, Xiaofeng, don't shirk anymore." Zhao Yi said immediately.

"Okay then." Pei Feng paused and stopped refusing.

"When, when, when!"

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and then Zuo Ying's voice came from outside the door: "Yu Ke, are you okay?" ”

"It's Zuo Ying!"

When Shen Yuke heard that it was Zuo Ying's voice, he hurriedly turned around and opened the door, only to see that Zuo Zhi, Zuo Ying's sisters, and a staff member were all standing at the door.

"Yu Ke, are you okay?"

Zuo Ying saw that Shen Yuke's face was a little pale, and she was concerned again.

"It's okay, thanks to Pei Feng's medical skills. Alas, why are you backstage, aren't you playing? ”

Shen Yuke shook his head, and then looked at Zuo Ying's eyes and became a lot more kind, he didn't expect Zuo Ying to come to see him during the game.

"I've sped up my writing, and I'm done." Zuo Ying explained.

As soon as these words fell, the staff next to him reminded Shen Yuke and said, "This classmate, there are still twenty-four minutes before the end of the game, do you still want to continue to participate in the competition?" ”

Shen Yuke looked embarrassed, turned his head to look at Zhao Yi, and asked for his mother's opinion.

To be honest, Shen Yuke is still a little weak now, after all, she has shed so much blood that she is a little scared, because she has never shed so much blood before when she has had a period. Moreover, this is only one of the reasons, more importantly, she thinks that she has made such a big mess during the game, and she has no courage to appear again, and finally, the clothes on her lower body are now a little unclean, if she is discovered by others in the process of the game, what an embarrassing thing, and she will definitely become the laughing stock of others afterwards.

On the other hand, Zhao Yi is also very embarrassed, while feeling sorry for her daughter, she also feels that the calligraphy competition is not good and gives up halfway.

At this time, the staff urged again: "Time waits for no one, I hope you will decide quickly." ”

Pei Feng looked at Zhao Yi's mother and daughter, who couldn't make a decision for a long time, and simply said to the staff: "Sir, can you replace the contestants in this calligraphy competition?" Because of Shen Yuke's physical condition, he is not suitable for the competition at the moment. ”

Substitute for a player?

This sentence couldn't help but make the staff stunned.

However, these words aroused the desire in Shen Yuke's eyes, she felt that instead of letting herself continue to participate in the competition, it was better to let Pei Feng participate, with the cursive skills he had just shown, he would definitely be able to make a splash, and when the time came, he would be happier than standing on the podium.

The staff paused and said to Pei Feng: "This, I have to discuss it with the members of the organization of the competition to see if they have any opinions." ”

"Let's go, then." Pei Feng nodded and pointed to the passage to the arena.

After discussion, the organizers of the competition quickly replied, saying that Pei Feng could replace Shen Yuke in the competition, after all, the significance of holding such a calligraphy competition is to popularize calligraphy and promote the quintessence of the country. So, it's all about engagement.

Moreover, after understanding, Pei Feng is also a student of the No. 1 Middle School in the city, and it is reasonable to participate in the competition instead of his classmate Shen Yuke.

When Pei Feng came to Shen Yuke's place to compete, it was less than twenty minutes before the end of the game, and the first thing he picked up was not the brush on the table, but the rice paper that Shen Yuke had written.

On the rice paper, nearly 300 characters are sprinkled, which is the thousand-character text written by Shen Yuke in cursive before, the heaven and earth are yellow, the universe is desolate, the sun and the moon are shining, the sun and the moon are shining, the cold comes and the summer comes, and the autumn harvest is hidden in winter......

Until it is like Lan Sixin, such as the prosperity of pine, the river is endless, the abyss is clear, the tolerance is like thinking, and the words are stable. The word stability of the words is stable, obviously since the stability has been unstable, the latter word is even more failed to write, and the last handful almost flew to the outside of the rice paper, how to say stability?

"Shen Yuke's cursive writing is quite good, I'm afraid I have a year or two of skills, but unfortunately, there is no guidance from a famous teacher, otherwise I won't blindly imitate, but I don't have an independent artistic conception."

After Pei Feng finished reading, he smashed his mouth, and then lifted the brush, dipped it in ink without hurry, and then hung the pen on the rice paper.

"This Pei Feng, it can't even be that he can't memorize a thousand words, right?" Offstage, Zuo Ying saw that Pei Feng on the stage was reluctant to put down the pen, and said a little anxiously.

"No, with Pei Feng's knowledge, it shouldn't be as unbearable as you think." Having said that, in fact, Shen Yuke, who spoke, didn't know the bottom in his heart, after all, writing cursive is one thing, and writing a thousand characters in cursive is another.

"Pei Feng, a scumbag, what kind of knowledge can he have, besides, you didn't tell him before that what you wanted to write was a thousand-character essay." Zuo Ying said bluntly.

It's just that as soon as these words fell, Zuo Zhi next to her immediately pushed her arm and signaled her not to talk nonsense.

And Zuo Ying turned her head to look at Zuo Zhi, pursed her lips, her little face was full of unhappiness, and it seemed that she was still angry about Pei Feng and her sister's "opening a room".

At this moment, Pei Feng suddenly stood up, not only put on a posture of holding his waist with one hand and a pen with the other, but also pushed the stool behind him backwards to a considerable distance, making many people laugh at him, "This kid, the time is almost up, you can't write well, what is this for?" Cleanse some useless. ”

However, in the next moment, Pei Feng resolutely worked hard to write, starting from "sincere and beautiful at the beginning, cautious and appropriate at the end, based on Rongye, very unfinished, learning from Youdengshi, regent in politics", and has been writing, each word is like an independent ink painting, sometimes concise, sometimes complex, sometimes rough, sometimes delicate, sometimes cumbersome and dull, sometimes dexterous and sharp, each word is three-dimensional, clear and clear, and the artistic conception is extraordinary......

In the audience, seeing that Pei Feng finally put pen to paper, Zhao Yi, who had not spoken, finally spoke, looked at Zuo Zhi with a smile, and said with confidence: "Fortunately, Xiaofeng can write a thousand-character essay, otherwise how would this matter end." ”

Zuo Zhi glanced at Zhao Yi unexpectedly, obviously he didn't expect Zhao Yi to change his opinion of Pei Feng, but such an idea was also fleeting, and then turned his eyes to Pei Feng, and said with a wry smile: "This guy will always surprise people." ”

When Zhao Yi heard this, he suddenly whispered to Zuo Zhi casually: "By the way, Zuo Zhi, you and Xiaofeng are really in love?" ”

When Zuo Zhi heard this, he was immediately stunned, and was completely caught off guard.

Zhao Yigan laughed twice, and at the same time looked at Shen Yuke and Zuo Ying, who were intently watching Pei Feng writing on the stage, for fear that the two of them would notice what he said to Zuo Zhi, and then whispered to Zuo Zhi: "Zuo Zhi, don't be weird, Auntie is just talkative, I want to ask." ”

When she spoke, she looked like everyone was a woman, you can understand me, as a woman, who doesn't gossip a little.

Zuo Zhi blushed and said, "Auntie, don't listen to Pei Feng's nonsense, he is joking, it's all a misunderstanding." ”

Having said that, Zuo Zhi's mind had already flown to the clouds, she thought that Pei Feng had said something to Zhao Yi when he was in the backstage lounge, otherwise why would Zhao Yi suddenly ask like this?

Then I thought, damn Pei Feng, what does this stinky guy mean, why do you have to say that you have that kind of relationship with him in front of others?

Could it be, is he really interested in himself......

This bad boy, stinky rascal, fake serious!

This book was first published in Reading Books