"Changying wants to learn, I should teach you." Yunxin took a sip, went to the table to study the ink, spread out the rice paper and smoothed it out, "Where does Changying want to start?" ”

"Rong." Chao Rong moved his chair to the table and said. It was the first word she learned.

"Which Rong character?" Yun Xin asked, the tip of the pen stained with ink.

Chao Rong glanced sideways at Yun Xin next to him: "Rong who meets each other." ”

"Why did Changying learn this in the first word?" Yun Xin said, bowed down the pen, the pen wandered, outlining a word that Chao Rong couldn't understand.

"It occurred to me suddenly." Chao Rong looked at the word "Rong" on the paper, which was somewhat similar to the simplified Chinese characters, and felt more and more that Lu Yuanguo's font was one of the ancient characters in the world where she was originally located.

"You try." Yunxin handed the pen to her.

Chao Rong took the pen handed to her by Yun Xin, and according to the stroke order she remembered, she drew the word "Rong" on the right side of Yun Xin's writing.

The pen is sharp and has the potential to break the sky...... However, still ugly.

Yun Xin looked at the ugly "Rong" and laughed out loud.

Chao Rong raised his eyebrows, disapproving, without the slightest sense of shame, but ridiculed Yun Xinlai: "I said Master Yun, if you laugh again, the student will drop the pen and go home." ”

Yun Xin finally stopped laughing, but his smile did not decrease: "You student, you have a big temper. ”

After the words fell, Yun Xin walked around behind Chao Rong, leaned against the back of the chair, held the table with one hand, and held her hand holding the pen with the other: "Come, I'll teach you." ”

Chao Rong's body stiffened, and then returned to normal, she narrowed her eyes slightly, and quietly let her hand follow Yun Xin's movements. Since Mu Changying treats Yunxin as her brother, there is no need for her to be like a little girl, engaging in the idea that men and women are not kissed.

Chao Rong is talented, Yun Xin wrote her hand, and she felt the feeling.

"Will it be?" Yunxin withdrew his hand and straightened his waist.

The back of the chair hurt his ribs slightly.

"Yes, tsk, I'm really smart." Chao Rong boasted to himself, and then wrote the word "Rong", which was three points more pleasing to the eye than just now.

Yun Xin was helpless and wanted to laugh, so he praised casually: "Well, Changying is talented." ”

"Then Master Yun, how do you write Mu Changying?" Chao Rong wrote a row of her names in a row, and finally put away the pen, dipped the pen in ink and handed it to Yunxin.

Yun Xin straightened his face and wrote down the three words "Mu Changying".

"......" Chao Rong said that he was desperate about the complexity of Mu Changying's name, as if he understood why when Yunxin taught Mu Changying to read and write, she ran away as soon as she saw her name.

Chao Rong was silent for a while: "You still write Yunxin." ”

Yunxin smiled and shook his head, and the word "Yunxin" jumped on the paper.

After the comparison, Chao Rong just wanted to say, "Look up to the sky and laugh and go out, how can my generation be a scholar", and then slip away like Mu Changying back then.

What kind of human suffering is this!

"Hey......" In the end, Chao Rong still succumbed to the obscenity of learning, picked up the pen and began to copy one by one. After all, the road is chosen by yourself, and you have to finish it while crying.

Seeing Chao Rong struggling with his pen, Yunxin was not idle, and went to the bookshelf to pick and pick, as if he was looking for something.

After a while, Yun Xin took the two books he picked out and returned to Chao Rong and sat down, picked up the book that Chao Rong had turned and looked at it.

On the way to write, Chao Rong disliked that the ink inkstone was too far away and tired enough, so he moved it to the side......