Chapter 103: Can't Write It? I'll help you!

I just dried my hair after bathing, and it happened that the fourth master came back.

Chu Xian asked people to pass the meal, and at the same time picked out scarlet homely clothes. A small handful of green silk was simply combed, and a small and simple palace flower was hairpinned on one side, and a peach blossom jade carved lotus bud decorated with fine pearls was inserted obliquely.

Looking in the mirror, the young couple ate in the hall.

Chu Xian originally wanted to help the fourth master with vegetables, but she didn't want the young man to frown: "Sit down and eat." Let the palace people wait. ”

The last time she was clothed, he still remembered that the differential treatment was a little unpleasant.

Listening to his words, Chu Xian sat down as he said, her sleeves brushed, and the faint fragrance of petals wafted to the tip of her nose.

The young man's phoenix eyes looked like usual, and a glimmer of light flashed under his eyes.

After taking a closer look at her, the corners of the fourth master's lips were slightly hooked, and there was a hint of spring breeze in his heart.

Bathing, the instructions are over.

Today's article......

The young man's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, and he was making a draft in his heart while eating.

After dinner, as soon as he returned to Xinuan Pavilion, the fourth master began to write articles, and the pen was very fast.

Chu Xian, who was sitting opposite, held her chin and looked at it all the time, admiring very much: The fourth master of our family, the article is really well written.

Although she didn't actually understand what he wrote, she thought it was a great article just by looking at the words.

"The fourth master will write as soon as he finishes eating today, and he won't stop for a moment, I want to come to have more schoolwork, or maybe the master may have left several articles to write?" She held her chin and looked at the tip of his pen.

"Maybe." Xiao Qi agreed.

Chu Xian sat upright opposite him, spread out the paper, took out a large character that the fourth master had written for her to copy, and wrote it one stroke at a time.

"Boss, what are you doing? In the past, every time the fourth master wrote an article, you stared at him with fiery eyes to brush up on his good feelings, but today you have changed your words? ”

"Well, seeing that the fourth master is so serious, I also want to write."

However, brushing up on good feelings is the right thing, Xiao Qi was depressed in his heart, but he didn't make a sound obediently.

Under the candlelight, the handsome young man and the handsome little woman sat on both sides of the warm kang, one writing articles and the other copying her husband's calligraphy.

Qing'er Fei'er and Su Peisheng saw it through the curtain, and they both smiled in their eyes.

Su Peisheng thought about it, pulled Qing'er's sleeve and pointed to the door, signaling the two to go out together, so as not to disturb the masters.

In the Xinuan Pavilion, the fourth master's article has been written, and Chu Xian's big character has not been finished yet.

The young man raised his eyebrows, and his face was grim: "It took two hours to write a dozen words, and that's how you practiced calligraphy?" ”

His voice was cold, but indescribably pleasant.

Chu Xian raised her head, her eyes were not as soft as usual, she only had a little doubt, and asked seriously: "This point of Yongzi is always not written well, how did you write it, Fourth Master?" ”

The fourth master glanced at the big characters she wrote, and felt a little unsightly, so he picked up the book in his hand and turned to the page he had read before: "Figure it out yourself." ”

Chu Xian held the brush and poked her chin, and there were three points of grievance hidden in her innocent eyes: "I've been thinking about it for two days, but I still haven't figured it out." Are you stupid? ”

He flipped through the book, and Junmei wrinkled slightly: "It's stupid enough." ”

Is he disgusting me? Chu Xian looked at him aggrievedly, lowered her head after two seconds, looked at the notebook and didn't speak.

How is it written?

Why can't she imitate this point after a long time?

"Boss, are you going to turn on the scanning feature now? If you open it, I can help you scan out the pen point, pen movement, and even the strength of the pen stroke. ”