In the study of the prince of Rong'an Temple.

"Little meat ball, look at the big characters I wrote this morning, how is it, isn't it very good." Chen Junhan was holding a piece of rice paper in his hand, on which the word "Jun" was written in italics.

Before Ning Xin could answer, he took out another ink painting, and sketched the scene of birds returning from the trees with a few brushstrokes. It's just that the scene is a little discordant, and the two fierce birds bite each other and shake off their feathers.

"Look, this is what I drew last night, isn't it very beautiful, very powerful."

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince dangled in front of Ning Xin's eyes with a freshly baked work, and his proud little look seemed to be cocking his tail and saying that I am a genius.

"Oh."

Ning Xin glanced at it and slowly agreed.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is waiting to receive a stormy look of praise and adoration, and that's the end?

"And then?" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince asked unwillingly, when he wrote this picture and calligraphy, the little chamberlains on the left and right were almost going to praise him as a flower. This little ball of meat is going to send itself away with such a syllable?

"And then?" Ning Xin furrowed her faint eyebrows and raised her small chin slightly.

"Work hard." After saying these four words, I added another sentence.

"Far from it."

This addition made His Royal Highness the Crown Prince successfully blackface.

For a baby girl who thinks he is the only one who is the best, but is once again disgusted by a baby girl who still belongs to a milk doll, the little man hears the sound of his self-esteem bursting.

This is the second time!

The first time was a complete accident.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince lives in the Anguo Mansion, and the little Langjun in the family avoids him. He was very bored and happened to see Ning Xin, a little bean ding, standing on a high chair, holding a pen in his hand, and writing something as if he was doing something.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince looked at it curiously, and found that although Ning Xin's posture was quite real, the pen was actually weak, and the paper was drawn with messy lines that had no aesthetic sense at all.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw that Ning Xin's face was also stained with ink, and the ugly lines drawn were completely unconcerned about the fragile self-esteem of a pseudo-baby living under the baby's table.

Joked on the spot whether she was drawing caterpillars or the kind of ugly caterpillars.

It's amazing that a baby less than a year old can hold a pen in a similar way.

It's a pity that the two of them are weird aunts who think they are adults, and the other thinks that Lao Tzu is the most powerful in the world, and everyone else is a stupid bear child.

I didn't think that a baby under a year old had anything to be proud of in writing crooked strokes.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince not only laughed at Ning Xin, but also brought Ning Xin's paper and pen with great interest.

After a few strokes, Ning Xin's completely disorganized strokes were connected into a painting.

And in the blank space of the painting, write a certain year and a certain day, this thing is too ugly, and the interest causes a few strokes to change.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, as a four-year-old child, can only be said to have such skills. He also has capital to drag like this all day long.

It's just that the strange aunt who was hurt would never think that this painting and these words were outstanding.

In her previous life, because of her physical reasons, she needed to have stamina and a calm mind.

In order to train her, her family has practiced calligraphy since she was a child. A hairpin is still written in small letters, and it is still very tasteful.

In this life, her father Ning Yuan, except for that period of black history when everyone basically forgot about jì, other life stages were other people's children in the mouths of their parents.

Among the six arts of the gentleman, the "book" is even more of the best in the same generation, and Ning Xin saw Ning Yuan's Mobao for the first time and looked at it in a daze for a long time.

Although she has never reached a high height herself, in two lifetimes, no, it is what she has seen in the previous life and the months in this life, and her vision has been trained.

The reason why Ning Xin was annoyed and angry by Chen Junhan's ridicule was also because she really felt that she was really bad at writing.

After seeing Ning Yuan's handwriting, she felt itchy with her hands, and when she saw the pen, she couldn't help but want to write two strokes, but she didn't expect that she couldn't control the pen at all now. One stroke is a large mass of ink spots, and if you draw hard, the result is, of course, miserable.

"Ugly!"

Annoyed and angry, Ning Xin saw the stinky fart of the bear child, and the roots of her teeth itched, and she spit out ugly words clearly.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was really proud, but he didn't expect to be despised by a milk doll.

The milk doll also took out a piece of paper from the corner of the bookcase, on which the pen was full of still words.

"Ugly!"

Ning Xin put the two pieces of paper together, and the little fat finger pointed to the words of His Royal Highness the Prince, and repeated in an accentuated tone.

If it were replaced by ordinary people, they would definitely not care, and there was no comparison at all. Compare a child's words with domain experts, how to compare, it's normal to lose.

But His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is not an ordinary person, and he was pointed out on the spot by a milk doll that his triumphant works were ugly, and his words were really ugly compared to the side. The ugliness made him want to tear up his words immediately, and the pictures and words on it became clowns to show off.

Ning Xin saw that Chen Junhan's face did not have the expression of "you are a fool", and called the nurse to leave with satisfaction.

You don't have to feel guilty about bullying children or anything, okay, she's a real child now.

His Royal Highness the Prince's little manly self-esteem was hit, and for the first time he found that the world was not quite the same as he had imagined. Although he is a genius, others are not all stupid, and there are even more powerful people than him.

Since then, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has not been so resistant to the recent proposal of the courtiers to let him start studying.

Before, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince really thought that these fish-lipped mortals used their IQ to insult him, genius is not taught, and no one can teach genius. It's just that a mortal who reads to death can't understand the thinking of a genius.

The matter of the master could not be settled for a while, but His Royal Highness the Crown Prince began to study calligraphy seriously every day.

When the minister heard about this, he was even more moved, and he made up an inspirational picture of out-of-school children eager to read.

It is a blessing for the country that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can be so self-disciplined and persevering at such a young age without anyone to supervise him. Such a prince must be cultivated well, and he must not be led astray by traitors!

Without the slightest knowledge of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, the ministers of the court and the central government have even stronger calls for letting the prince study and giving the prince three teachers and three young masters. The posture that the emperor would die if he didn't agree to it scared the emperor into agreeing. No matter how eccentric the father is, he never thought about asking his son to be an out-of-school child, what kind of trouble is the courtier's life and death!

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ignored the ups and downs of the outside world, and devoted himself to practicing calligraphy and painting for more than ten days, and finally had a relatively satisfactory one.

Don't compare the homework of experts, only with children of the same age, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is proud and proud.

But Ning Xin is used to seeing everyone's works, what is so beautiful about such a child's thing, she must be better than him when she is so old!

Dare to laugh at yourself, hum, this time you still have to give a bad review!