Chapter 87: I want Childe to teach me how to practice calligraphy

When I saw it, I didn't see Shen Mingnan reading, but after she came in, his eyes locked on her directly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The space in the inner room is not very large, and facing Shen Mingnan alone at this time, Zhao Huiwei inexplicably felt a sense of oppression.

Forehead......

What should I say?

Zhao Huiwei spoke first to break the embarrassing atmosphere.

"Childe ......"

"What?" Shen Mingnan asked lightly.

Zhao Huiwei decisively admitted her mistake, "I was drunk last night...... If there is anything that offends Childe, please forgive me! ”

Zhao Huiwei said that this is called a sincerity, at least Shen Mingnan has felt her serious attitude of admitting her mistakes.

Shen Mingnan snorted lightly, his expression was light, "I was indeed a little offended." ”

Look, hearing what the parties said so, Zhao Huiwei, who was originally holding a fluke mentality, instantly felt like ashes.

She said weakly: "I...... If I said something bad yesterday, don't take it to heart. ”

Shen Mingnan chuckled lightly and said casually: "I didn't say anything, I just had to call my father when I was drunk and rolled on the ground, I shouldn't you not get up."

Zhao Huiwei was directly dumbfounded......

He continued: "I am indeed a little offended by the sudden addition of such an ugly girl."

"......" impossible!

Zhao Huiwei won't believe a word of what he said!

How could she recognize a thief as her father?!

Seeing that Zhao Huiwei stayed directly in place, Shen Mingnan was very generous and reassured: "Don't worry, benefactor, I won't take it to heart."

...... "Please, stop talking, shut up."

Zhao Huiwei decided to start the topic transfer Dafa and smoothly crossed this topic.

"Childe, Second Young Master Xu sent me a bunch of notes."

Seeing that she changed the topic, Shen Mingnan didn't know, and answered indifferently: "Oh, it's good, you really should practice your words."

Zhao Huiwei continued: "But the calligraphy he sent, I think the font is too ugly!"

Shen Mingnan was surprised for a moment when he heard this, "Can you be ugly?" ”

"......" can you still have a pleasant chat?!

"That's definitely better than mine...... Zhao Huiwei said.

"But compared to Childe's words, that word is a heaven and an earth, I have no interest in practicing calligraphy at all just by looking at it!"

The little girl was filled with righteous indignation.

Shen Mingnan's thin lips were slightly curved, and he said, "So what?" What do you want? ”

Zhao Huiwei immediately put on a flattering smile, "I want my son to teach me to practice calligraphy, just write me a post on the word you wrote yesterday, and I will just practice it." ”

"Practicing calligraphy is not achieved overnight, it takes a long time to hold the pen and temper it, and you are particular about it, can you insist?"

What does it mean that she can hold on?

How can you be virtuous with Xu Ziheng and look down on people?

Zhao Huiwei straightened her chest and put down her cruel words, "I don't eat anything else, I will suffer!" ”

Shen Mingnan said lazily: "Really? In that case, I can teach you. ”

Zhao Huiwei's eyes lit up.

"But I don't like people who give up halfway, you know?"

Zhao Huiwei nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and promised: "Understand, understand, I won't give up."

Shen Mingnan's dark eyes were slightly deep, and he smiled: "That's good."

"Let's go, follow me to the study."

Zhao Huiwei hurriedly followed, and she already imagined that she would become a calligraphy master in the future.

The bookbox in the courtyard was moved in by Yu Huai and them, and Shen Mingnan picked up a copy and flipped through it.

He took this book and put it on the table and said, "You will write this one this afternoon, and hold the pen steady when copying, and don't shake it, otherwise it will be like the last time you smudged the paper."

Zhao Huiwei looked at Shen Mingnan with sparkling eyes, this villain still has the demeanor of a teacher at this glance.

However, Zhao Huiwei was not very willing to copy other people's, and asked directly: "Childe, why can't I copy yours first."

Shen Mingnan glanced at her, and said in an arrogant tone: "Practice the foundation first, don't defile my words."

Zhao Huiwei: "...... then you teach a hammer?"

Zhao Huiwei, who dared to be angry and did not dare to speak and recognized Shen Mingnan as a teacher, obeyed his instructions and obediently practiced calligraphy.

But for a moment, Zhao Huiwei's wrist ached.

She looked at Shen Mingnan, who was drinking tea idly, and discussed, "Childe, can I rest for a while?"

Shen Mingnan didn't raise his eyes, and said indifferently: "It's only been a long time, continue."

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Zhao Huiwei rubbed her hands, and continued her journey of practicing calligraphy bitterly.

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Luohua Village, Hu Er's ruffian's house

After Brother Dong left, Hu Eryu fainted directly, but the pain in his fingers after a cup of tea pulled his thoughts back.

A puddle of blood was left on the ground, which had turned a dry black-red color over time.

His hand......

Hu Eryu looked at the index finger of his left hand, which had been cut off by a sharp weapon, and the blood at the wound had coagulated, which looked very oozing.

Three hundred taels of silver......

Where did he go to raise three hundred taels of silver?

Thinking of Brother Dong, Hu Eryu felt a burst of hatred in his heart, he quickly got up from the ground, and staggered to the house, he couldn't die, he had to live......