"My eldest young master is unwell, so let the younger one do it for me—"

His voice was crisp and beautiful, like a summer evening, when the wind blew through the eaves of the hall.

Li Zhenmo looked at the person who suddenly appeared behind him in surprise.

The woman's body is dressed in men's clothes, and the bizarre thing is that the whole person looks like it, and it is not against the harmony!

This woman was born with a bony beauty, and her chin was raised high, like a beautiful peacock.

Her eyes are deep, the bridge of her nose is straight, and her high cheekbones are a little heroic out of thin air, and there is a cute cuteness when you look closely.

This is the most beautiful girl Li Yangmo has ever seen.

"She's so handsome!"

Li Yumo sat down, looked at the girl's side face, and thought secretly.

"Hey, it's Aunt Han'er...... Less, young master. ”

Xiao Xia looked at the sudden appearance of Han'er and was surprised and delighted, and said:

"You're back, it's been a long time!"

The wound on Xiao Xia's forehead has not yet disappeared, and he doesn't dare to offend Han'er, but his mood is excited-

The scene just now was so scary, I finally met an acquaintance.

Before a few people had time to reminisce, Xia Yidong had already interrupted them dissatisfied-

"Li Zhenmo!"

Li Yimo was called back by Xia Yidong, and he was even more dissatisfied than Xia Yidong at the moment!

Xia Yidong didn't say anything, Li Yimo looked back at Kunlun, who knew that Kunlun was not looking at him at all, his eyes were fixed on the rice paper handed over by Li Yimo, as if he was thinking about something.

"Good old man, pretending to be a grandson!"

Li Yumo licked his back molars and glared at Kunlun, who didn't seem to notice the changes below and didn't move.

"Li Zhenmo!"

Xia Yidong urged again.

Li Yanmo rolled his eyes and looked at Han'er, who suddenly returned.

Han'er smiled, immediately stepped forward, and said:

"Big ~ young master, this time the little one will do it for you?"

Li Yumo looked at Han'er and blinked playfully, his heart was very useful, and he waved his hand in agreement.

After Xia Yidong saw Han'er's face clearly, his eyes were straight, and he said in his heart: "It's so beautiful!" ”

"Ahem!"

Li Yumo coughed dissatisfiedly.

Xia Yidong came back to his senses, looked at Han'er, who was about to step forward in men's clothes, and Li Zhenmo, who was sitting still, frowned, and scolded loudly-

"Li Zhenmo, you were originally an inscription on behalf of Zhang Chaoshui's master!"

"Find out who you are, what level he is!"

"You let a little guy give it to Young Master Ben...... Not, to inscribe my master's paintings? ”

Li Luomo just wanted to argue with him, Han'er opened his mouth first, glanced back at Li Luomo, neither humble nor arrogant, and said:

"My young master, I am not in good health today, and it has taken a long time to wait with you, and I can't get up, so I will be done by a vulgar villain!"

Xia Yidong was angry and said:

"Phew, where is your turn to talk to me, Li Yumo, don't you take Young Master Ben in your eyes?"

Li Yumo was secretly happy in his heart:

"That girl, say I'm her young master!"

"Lee! Mulberry! Ink! ”

Xia Yidong was already angry, but at this moment, he saw that he was embarrassed by Li Zhenmo's subordinates, but the main owner was outside the world, and he was very unhappy.

"Huh?"

Li Zhenmo came back to his senses-

"What master calligraphy and painting?"

"It's up to me—"

Li Yumo glanced at Han'er, and then said, "I said that she wrote it for me!" ”

"That's what the best painters in the capital did!"

Xia Yidong gritted his teeth and said word by word.

"Write, write hard, write badly, I'll pay for it!"

Li Zhenmo waved his hand——

Money, cash money, he doesn't have it, and he has to be subject to Li Xingfa, the housekeeper of Li Jiafa's routine monthly silver.

But celebrity calligraphy and painting are rare treasures, and there are many warehouses, which can be made!

Thinking of this, Li Zhenmo turned around and winked at Li Ming, who was armed with martial arts.

Li Ming only felt a chill behind his back - what did this eldest young master want to do!

“……”

Xia Yidong was speechless.

Li Zhenmo said that he wanted to pay compensation, so he naturally could afford it, which was fine, but is this the same thing?

Xia Yidong looked at Han'er, his fingers trembled slightly, and said:

"You let someone write my painting?"

"I'm Xia Yidong!"

Han'er looked at Xia Yidong and secretly moved his joints - he had just hid his body and was tired.

Li Yumo sneered and said, "I know you're Xia Yidong, I'm still-"

Li Xiaomo just wanted to say that I was Li Yumo, but he swallowed half of his words, mainly because he remembered that he was guarding against Han'er at that time and made up a fake name called Chu Xiaohei.

Li Yimo flashed his tongue himself, and Xia Yidong said unrelentingly:

"You come up and write it yourself!"

Li Yumo is indeed as Han'er said, at this moment, his body is supported to the limit, and there is a gap in front of him to recover his physical strength, so it is strange that he will get up.

Li Zhenmo rolled his eyes-

"Isn't it poetry?"

Li Zhenmo looked at a student of Qianji Academy in an indigo robe and said:

"I'm not done reading her—"

"You see, I can't even stand up!"

The indigo-robed student had just seen Li Zhenmo spraying nosebleeds, and when he heard this, he nodded and explained to the people next to him:

"He just ......"

Affirmed by the students, Li Yimo looked at Xia Yidong calmly, how could he not know what this kid was planning.

People still have to admit their shortcomings, but definitely not at this moment, now is not the time, now is the time to pull the banner for the teacher.

Xia Yidong turned his head and stared viciously at the student who was talking to Li Yimo.

But there is no way, in front of everyone's eyes, if Li Zhenmo finishes playing here, what will it be!

Xia Yidong couldn't wait for a thousand and eight knives to stab Li Yanmo——

Now that you're weak, weren't you justified just now?

Where's your bullish momentum!

You're a girl—

Xia Yidong picked up a stone and hit his own foot, and ate a nose of ash.

Li Yanmo was very satisfied with his work, who would have inadvertently looked at Han'er's peach blossom eyes, and wanted to show off-

saw Han'er throw over with an expression of disbelieving.

Han'er gestured with her eyes:

"You read, I write, seriously?"

Li Yangmo is full of grief and anger!

"Damn!"

"Who do you look down on?"

"Isn't it just poetry, the master has it in his brain!"

Han'er has a basis for this suspicion - she likes Li Yangmo's own DIY objects, she is also a master who doesn't know the geometry of prices, and she can't understand how much money and how many treasures Li Luomo has wasted, she only thinks that the objects created by Li Luomo are strange and extremely interesting.

But when Han'er saw the drawings drawn by Li Yanmo himself, he was silent.

Han'er stiffly looked at the small characters on the drawing, which were written by Li Yangmo with parrot feathers dipped in ink.

"Clear, right?"

Li Zhenmo also saw that it was rare for someone to appreciate his works, so he wanted to show off in front of Han'er.

"What's that?"

Han'er pointed to one of the small words.

"Oh, glue, but it doesn't seem to be available here, so it didn't work."

Li Yumo stared at the direction of Han'er's slender jade finger and replied.

"What do you mean by glue?"

Han'er shouted unfamiliar words, and felt that she was illiterate for a moment, just for a moment, but quickly regained her self-confidence - Chu Xiaohei is illiterate!

"The so-called glue—"

Li Yumo glanced at Han'er, and said in his heart: "Hehe, little girl, so good, this will be unseen!" ”

"Ahem, the so-called glue originally had two objects, which could be connected and strengthened through glue as a medium, so that the objects that were not originally wanted to be closed had a relationship!"

"Good as water"

"No water is a drop that will never work, it will not work!"

Li Zhenmo said with a wicked smile.

Han'er was speechless-

"I don't understand what you're saying."

"Also, don't you know how to read, how do you write half of your handwriting, it's worse than my little nephew!"

Li Yanmo was embarrassed, and Xiao Xia, who was not far away, covered his mouth and laughed.

……

So now, Han'er looked at Li Yanmo in disbelief.

"Chu Xiaohei can compose poetry?"

"Pigs go up trees!"

Li Zhenmo was filled with grief and indignation——

"Who do you look down on, who do you look down on!"

The two of them come and go vaguely, and no one notices.

In the end, Xia Yidong couldn't regret it in front of everyone's eyes, and a famous painting was ruined like this-

Xia Yidong waved his hand and said impatiently: "Hurry up!" ”

Li Zhenmo cleared his throat and looked at the painting, without coloring, one mountain and one water, one stroke and one line, from far to near, from near to far, a clean and neat painting style.

The students have just experienced a lot of back and forth, and they can't help but turn their attention to the direction of Li Yimo, curious about what kind of poems Li Yimo will make, only Xia Yidong has a gloomy face-

Xiao Xia sharpened the ink again with his hands and feet, Han'er stroked his long sleeves, took the ink with a pen with one hand, and looked in the direction of Li Zhenmo.

Li Qimo looked at Han'er, opened his mouth thoughtfully, and Lang Lang said-

The wind chill blows the lonely leaves——

The rain falls, see the Yiren!