Jing Zhe already wanted to make a proposal to Yu Sheng, and if he told him that he could make Yu Xiangrong change from a delicate baby to a normal person, he would definitely agree, right?

Through a short conversation with Yu Xiangrong, he can find that Yu Xiangrong's "coquettishness" mostly comes from her life being too closed, as long as she sees the outside world more and communicates with the outside world more, I believe she will open up.

But it's getting late today, and in nearly an hour, it is estimated that it will be dark, and he still has something to do, so he plans to mention this matter to Yu Sheng next time.

"Don't worry, with my relationship with your father, as long as I say a word for you, and then I will lead you out, your father will definitely agree!"

"Really?"

"Of course, I never lied to women, especially a beautiful woman like you!"

“……”

Yu Xiangrong heard this kind of sassy talk somewhere, instantly blushed, lowered his head, and thought in his heart that this person was so strange, he looked polite and polite, and he seemed to be gentle and elegant, how could he say it like this... So what about Meng Lang?

Originally, I thought that Yu Haixing came to sue just now, saying that he personally said that he wanted to marry her - Yu Xiangrong only thought that Yu Haixing made it up himself, but now it seems that it may really be what he said!

Thinking like this, I couldn't help but feel a little scared in my heart, glanced at Jing Zhe timidly, and took a small step back, as if this way I could be safer...

Jing Zhe didn't pay attention to her reaction, but continued to smile: "But I'm afraid it won't work today, I still have something to do today, I'm afraid I won't stay too long, or I'll pay you for this painting first!" ”

"No... Don't..."

Yu Xiangrong said subconsciously.

"Since I destroyed it for you, I naturally have to pay for it, why not? Besides, if you write so slowly, if you can't write it later, it will be dark, and you will forget it tomorrow? ”

This is also a problem that Yu Xiangrong is worried about, but he still stubbornly bites his lip and says, "If you write... I can't finish writing, I can not rest at night..."

“……”

Looking at her delicate appearance, Jing Zhe was amused.

I was still thinking that she was a tendon, if she wrote casually, she would be able to write it quickly, but she just wrote it meticulously and meticulously, which was naturally slow.

"What are you doing so hard? I'll write it anyway! ”

"Don't!"

This time, Yu Xiangrong turned out to be a lot tougher: "I... My handwriting is good... Pretty... Such a good word... It can only be written in good words! ”

“……”

At this moment, Jing Zhe suddenly realized.

It turned out that even though she knew that she was writing slowly and risked forgetting the original words, she still wrote so straightforwardly, just because she was afraid that the words would be tarnished by bad words!

After listening to this, Jing Zhe didn't know whether to thank her or not.

"Don't worry, my handwriting is beautiful, well, it's even better than yours!"

In all fairness, it is indeed rare to be able to write such a beautiful handwriting without anyone to teach him, but compared to Jing Zhe, it is still far behind.

"You... Are you sure? ”

Yu Xiang Rong said humbly.

"Just look at it."

Saying that, Yu Xiangrong, who was frightened, stepped back again, tripped over the stone chair and almost fell, but fortunately, Jing Zhe's eyes were quick and he helped her up.

At most, half an hour, the two have already had three physical contacts, Yu Xiangrong was a little dazed, and Jing Zhe didn't deliberately take advantage of her, and after helping her, he quickly let go.

Although he is an LSP, but a principled LSP, he will not see people casually, it will come naturally, the water and milk are blended, isn't it fragrant?

This move added a lot of points to him, and Yu Xiangrong tilted his head to see him walking to the stone table, not knowing what he was thinking in his little head.

……

Jing Zhe picked up the brush and didn't rush to put it down.

Instead, he turned his head to Yu Xiangrong and said: "This writing is like fighting, holding a pen is like holding a gun, if you can't hold the pen well, how can you write a good hand?" ”

Holding a pen is like holding a gun...

It was the first time Yu Xiangrong had heard this, but she was so obsessed with poetry that she understood it after thinking about it a little, and when she looked at Jing Zhe again, her eyes became bright.

"Look how I hold it."

Saying that, Jing Zhe picked up the pen with the most correct posture and turned his hand back and forth a few times, so that Yu Xiangrong could look carefully.

Yu Xiangrong nodded, but still said, "Hmm... See... It feels like I'm gripping... It's pretty much the same, but you seem... Use more force..."

"It looks the same, but it's very different! But it's too late today, I'll teach you how to hold a gun next time... Phew, pen! ”

Yu Xiangrong couldn't hear any mystery, just nodded.

"Learning is expensive and permanent, and practicing books must be done carefully. The heart is right, and the pen is in mind. ”

As he spoke, Jing Zhe was ready to put down the pen, and said: "These are the formulas I told you when writing, like although you are powerful without a teacher, but after all, you have not undergone formal training, and the upper limit of the words you write is not high, and you must memorize these next formulas!" ”

Seeing Yu Xiangrong nodding, Jing Zhe began to write.

And Yu Xiangrong was still a little afraid of him just now, but seeing that he was right, and he didn't take the opportunity to take advantage of her before, he actually had the courage to come up and stand beside Jing Zhe to watch.

Jing Zhe has a god in his pen, a dragon and a snake in his pen, and a word in his mouth.

"The pen does not leave the point, and the turning point is noble and round. There is a desire to receive, and the outline is not mediocre. The left should be vertically exposed, and the right is straight and sharp. It is like a golden knife, and it is like a rhino horn. Unrelenting, the layout is ingenious. ”

Jing Zhe is not slow to read, but he writes extremely fast.

By the time he finished reading, he had already finished writing the last word.

And Yu Xiangrong stood aside, originally using both eyes and ears, listening to his mantra while looking at his words, but when Jing Zhe's words fell on the paper, her brain was not enough, and she couldn't hear anything in her ears anymore, so she could only look at the smooth and vigorous handwriting on the paper, stupidly daze...

In this world, there are such beautiful words?

Originally, Yu Xiangrong was still very satisfied with her calligraphy, but when Jing Zhe lectured her just now, because of shyness, although she didn't say she disagreed, she wanted to refuse a little in her heart.

My word... Not bad...

But now when she saw Jing Zhe's words, her face flushed.

Compared to his words, his own is simply worthless!

Looking at Jing Zhe again, his neck was also red, and his head hung even lower, as if he was about to hang down to his chest...

After Jing Zhe finished writing, he said with a smile: "Although the mantras I read to you just now are the most basic things when learning calligraphy, considering that you have not learned it systematically, it is still very useful for you." How's it going, but you've written it all down? ”

Yu Xiangrong's face turned even redder, just like a student who happened to be asked by the teacher when he was distracted in class, he stood restlessly, and finally shook his head.

He also whispered an explanation: "I, I... I was just looking at what you wrote... Forget... Forgot..."

“……”

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