Rice cake essence
No, she's going to copy it too!
Xu Yuan didn't give up and wanted to continue struggling, "Master, should I copy it too?" β
In exchange, the master said ruthlessly: "Copy, copy it within a month." β
After speaking, Feng Wanlin flicked his sleeves and left the library pavilion, leaving Xu Yuan and Liu Nian staring at the same place.
There is no calamity, Master, she is innocent, can she not copy it!
Xu Yuan looked at the pile of books in front of him, and suddenly felt that all the energy in his body was drained away, and he lay on the table lifelessly, "It's all your fault, you can see for yourself, when will this be copied?" β
In a month, she has to finish copying these dozen books, so can she still keep her hand?
Obviously he was punished for copying, but Liu Nian was not reluctant at all, but was secretly happy on the side, and finally let him seize the opportunity, he had never been alone with Ah Yuan.
Every time I want to be with Ah Yuan, someone always wants to come out and intervene, really, I'm so angry and angry with him.
"Why don't you speak?" Xu Yuan didn't hear his movements, thinking that the squeamish little princess couldn't stand it, and was crying silently again.
If you are quiet, you must be a demon.
But when he turned his head, he saw him staring at him with a smile, his eyes not blinking, and his delicate and beautiful eyebrows and eyes showed some excitement.
Xu Yuan silently leaned to the side, trying to stay away from him as much as possible, after thinking about it, she still said: "Actually, it's nothing, it's just a dozen books, we finish copying, you don't have too much pressure, if you can't finish copying......"
"I, it's not like I can't help you with a little bit of it."
When she said this, her heart was about to die, and she was about to drip blood, she must have owed this ancestor in her previous life, and now people are collecting debts.
Liu Nian smiled obediently, "How can people let Ah Yuan help copy it?" People will copy it themselves. β
Xu Yuanhu looked at him suspiciously, the sun came out in the west, last time he was fined for copying, and he came to her to cry after copying, and this time he accepted it so well.
Something is wrong, this is obviously not in line with the style of refinement.
Sensing Xu Yuan's distrustful eyes, Liu Nian was unhappy again, "I will definitely prove it to you." β
After speaking, he moved the pile of books in front of him angrily, and moved it to the side, away from Xu Yuan, and said to her, "Don't come over." β
Rolled up his sleeves and devoted himself to the great cause of copying books.
Oh, it's still 38th line, it's so naΓ―ve, she won't go over, "You are not allowed to come over." β
Seeing that he was really honestly copying books, Xu Yuan retracted his gaze in disbelief, and looked at the large stack of books in front of him.
Ah, she really doesn't want to copy it!
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An hour later, Xu Yuan shook his wrist, looking at the pages he copied full, he still felt a sense of accomplishment.
Although she didn't even finish a quarter of a book, it was difficult to start everything.
She couldn't help but glance over at Liu Nian, and found that he was still writing, and she couldn't take it back at this glance.
Liu Nian sat there with a dignified demeanor, his bony hand gently holding the brush, one black and one white, with distinct colors, writing on the paper stroke by stroke.
From her point of view, you can see his slightly curly eyelashes fluttering slightly, and his long silver-white hair like a ribbon is tied up by a green ribbon, naturally draped behind him, and a few strands of hair fall down on his face like a fairy.
Although he usually looks like a rice cake essence, she has to say that this essence looks definitely like a little princess with golden branches and jade leaves, or a well-deserved kind.
She was a little stupid, and when she came back to her senses, the passing years had already come to her eyes.
Xu Yuan stretched out a finger against his forehead, preventing him from coming any closer.
"What? Didn't you let me pass? How did you get here? β
He didn't care so much about the passing years, as if he hadn't heard it, he just refused to go back against Xu Yuan's fingers.
"I don't care, I don't care, you haven't paid attention to me for a long time?"
Xu Yuan suddenly withdrew his hand, and pushed him back with both hands, "Have you just turned three years old this year, why are you still playing a scoundrel?" β
Liunian won't let her push back, "Then you will be three years old." β
It's really a rice cake essence, and she's really scared of him.
Xu Yuan gave up and let a large white rice cake stick to her body, "Rice cake essence, have you finished copying it?" β
Smelling the sweet fragrance of Sydney, he only felt comfortable, and he couldn't help but bloom.
"People originally copied it well, but who told you to keep peeking at me from the side, it's difficult for people to continue copying."
"I can't calm down at all, okay."
Xu Yuan's face was a little unbearable, the scene she had just watched was unexpectedly discovered by the person concerned.
At this time, Liu Nian also saw the paper that she pressed under her hand, which was full of writing, which was originally very normal, but when he saw her handwriting, he couldn't help laughing.
"Ah Yuan, is this your word?"
Liu Nian pulled out a piece of paper and carefully tried to make out the handwriting on it, but after looking at it for a while, he still couldn't recognize a word.
Seeing him trembling with laughter, Xu Yuan pulled the paper back, "Laughing fart, if you use a brush for the first time, it would be good to be able to write like this." β
She was upset with herself, since she came to this world, she hadn't touched a pen, and she had to thank the master of Linyuan Pavilion for never assigning homework.
She hadn't touched the brush much before she came through, and she was asked to write with the brush all of a sudden, and it was already good that she could hold the pen well.
Hearing this, Liu Nian finally didn't tremble with laughter, but said very sincerely: "It turns out that you can't write, it's okay, I can teach you." β
She can't write, and the nine years of compulsory education didn't leave her out.
Xu Yuan was angry, "Who said I can't write, and you don't necessarily write as well as me?" β
She didn't believe that the handwriting written by Liu Nian could be better than hers.
She bypassed the passing years, walked to the other side of the long case, picked up the paper and looked at it, looked at it for a while, and then silently put it back.
Well, she admits that the words of the flowing years are much better than her writing, the handwriting is clear, elegant and delicate, and what she writes cannot be called words in comparison.
It is said that seeing words is like seeing people, looking at this word, she can't imagine that this is written by the rice cake essence.
Liu Nian didn't stop her, just one hand supported her white chin, watching her look for her own handwriting.
"How? It's just average.,It's not very good.,Barely read.γ β
The paper in Xu Yuan's hand was about to be crumpled by her, listen to the tone of this Versailles, can you be friendly to novices?
Liu Nian hooked his finger at her, which was obviously a normal action, but he was extremely tempting by what he did, "Come here, I'll teach you." β
At this moment, Xu Yuan only thought of one thing: he was really a goblin.