Luo Qingyu's heart jumped, it was the first time she saw him wearing purple clothes, she didn't expect him to wear purple clothes so casually. Sighed secretly, she had never seen a man so graceful and picturesque before he showed his true face—

"Master." She shouted.

"Grinding." The great master did not raise his head, and commanded lightly.

It turned out that the great teacher made her come up with great hardships to make her a scholar......

She didn't say a word and studied the ink next to her, and the great teacher corrected the document quickly, almost opened a book, and wrote it with a casual brow......

Luo Qingyu already recognized the words of this dynasty, but she didn't know any of the words written by the great master.

The dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and the force penetrates the back of the paper, and it seems that the paper will break and fly out at any time......

It is said that a person's character can be seen by looking at the word.

The great master looks like a very lazy and indifferent person, how can he write such an iron horse Jingo? Flamboyant?

And - what kind of heavenly book did he write?

Doesn't it mean that the fonts used on the Menglan Continent are all the same?

"Can you write?" The Great Master suddenly spoke.

"Uh, yes."

"Okay, let's write these lines for the teacher." The great master handed over a 'ghost drawing talisman'.

There were a few lines of dense words on it, Luo Qingyu looked at it for a long time, and he didn't know a word.

"I'm not aware of this." Luo Qingyu was a little embarrassed.

"Will you draw a scoop according to the gourd?" The great teacher seemed to be smiling.

Luo Qingyu only nodded: "This will." ”

"Well, then copy it again on it." The great master handed over a tube of pens.

"What is this?" Luo Qingyu found it scary for the first time to be illiterate.

What the hell is written on this?

"Afraid I'll sell you?" The Great Master glanced sideways at her.

"How so?! Even if Master wants my life, it will be easy, why bother to sell me so much? It didn't mean that way. In vain, I am afraid that I will not be able to write well......" Luo Qingyu replied with low eyebrows.

"That's it. Just write it carefully. "The tone of the great master is unquestionable.

Well, he probably really called her like a scholar.

Help him copy paperwork and the like......

She took the paper and was about to find another table to copy quietly, when the sleeves of the great master flicked, and there was an extra chair next to him out of thin air: "Just sit here, for the convenience of the teacher." ”

Luo Qingyu looked at the chair, and then at the wide desk, it seemed that it was no problem to sit three people working at the same time.

So she didn't shirk it, she simply sat down, held the pen in her hand and lowered her head and began to draw a scoop according to the gourd......

Countless blood blisters were grinding on her palms and fingers, and although she no longer bled out, it still hurt a little hotly when she touched the hard object.

"Give me your hand." The Great Master's eyes fell on her hand, and he frowned slightly.

Yes? Luo Qingyu looked up, unable to figure out what he meant for a while.

The great master seemed too lazy to repeat the second sentence, and as soon as his hand was raised, Luo Qingyu's two hands couldn't help but stretch out, and the palms of their palms fell into his hands.

Her hands are petite and exquisite, but the palms are blistered with blood one after another, which is a little miserable.