Once Luo Jiaojiao becomes serious, there is nothing she can't do well.

After a few days, a thick stack of scriptures had been piled up on her desk.

"It seems you are not lazy!"

Bo Langjun walked into Luo Jiaojiao's Zen room and felt relieved when she saw her lowering her head and writing scriptures with care.

"Mr. Lang!"

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly heard Bo Langjun's voice and was very happy. She put down the pen in her hand and stood up.

"This is the snacks and fruits I bring you!"

Jiang Yu, who was following Bo Langjun, shook the food box in her hand towards Luo Jiaojiao.

"Very good!"

Luo Jiaojiao ran to Jiang Yu excitedly, and couldn't wait to open the food box and look at it.

Bo Langjun walked to Luo Jiaojiao's desks, picked up the scriptures she copied and nodded secretly.

It was really rare that she could calm down and write.

"What are you doing?"

Qin Li came in and asked Luo Jiaojiao who was squatting on the ground.

Luo Jiaojiao stuffed food in her mouth, turned her head and looked awkwardly at Qin Li being speechless.

"She wrote too much! Jiang Yu! Move them all away when she left, let her rewrite it!"

Bo Langjun put the scriptures in his hand on several tables and said calmly.

"Why did it be so turtle?"

Luo Jiaojiao hurriedly swallowed the food in her mouth and argued. She had written for many days, but wouldn't she be exhausted if she rewritten it?

"Let you rewrite it, you do it! Where did so much nonsense come from?"

Bo Langjun threw a angrily sentence.

"Master Qin! Please help me beg for mercy!"

Luo Jiaojiao turned around and begged Qin Li to come.

Qin Li shook his head gently at her.

"Jiang Yu! Why are you still standing there? Let's go!"

When Bo Langjun saw Luo Jiaojiao pulling Qin Li's sleeve, he became a little upset.

Jiang Yu had to pick up the stack of scriptures copied by Luo Jiaojiao and followed Bo Langjun.

Luo Jiaojiao wanted to take the food box to vent her anger, but she couldn't bear it. She could only stomp her feet hard, then walked to a few tables and sat down.

"It's okay! Just write it!"

Qin Li comforted Luo Jiaojiao.

"Is this a matter of nowhere?"

Luo Jiaojiao held the pen but was in a bad mood to write.

"So calm down and write slowly, and you will be ready!"

Qin Li sat beside Luo Jiaojiao and encouraged her.

"You write it to me?"

Luo Jiaojiao pushed the paper and pen to Qin Li.

Qin Lizhen picked up the pen and started writing.

"Wow! Master Qin's handwriting is so good!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the scriptures copied by Qin Li, and couldn't help but admire her. She took out another pen and began to write imitating Qin Li's handwriting.

With Qin Li writing with Luo Jiaojiao, her writing has improved very quickly.

A few days later, the scriptures written by the two of them were piled up high beside several cases.

"Ha! Now it's time! Not only can I submit a job, but I will definitely get the praise of the Queen Mother and the Emperor!"

For the first time, Luo Jiaojiao thought writing was quite interesting.

Unexpectedly, Bo Langjun came to see Luo Jiaojiao for the second time and took away some scriptures he thought were not well written.

"This is clearly...hum!"

After Bo Langjun and Jiang Yu left, Luo Jiaojiao was so angry that she couldn't speak.

"It's okay! Let's write again!"

Qin Li was not angry at all, but just urged Luo Jiaojiao to continue copying.

"Don't write anymore!"

Luo Jiaojiao had a complete attack. She ran to the yard, broke a willow branch and started dancing.

Qin Li walked out of the door and looked at Luo Jiaojiao dancing in fact, so he ordered his piano boy to pick up the piano.

After Luo Jiaojiao's sword posture was combined with the piano, its power increased a lot.

The monks guarding Luo Jiaojiao and Qin Li's courtyard were stunned when they saw that her kung fu was so skillful.

When Luo Jiao was tired of swordsmanship, she threw away the branches in her hand and sat on the steps in front of the door to rest.

Qin Li went back to the house with Qin in his arms. He was a little tired, so he fell asleep in a daze.

Luo Jiaojiao sat until the moon was above before returning to the room to light a candle.

Qin Li woke up, rubbed his temples, and then came to Luo Jiaojiao's house.

He saw that Luo Jiaojiao was holding a pen and was not like copying scriptures, so he moved to her side to look.

When Luo Jiaojiao saw Qin Li coming, she hurriedly covered her painting.

"I saw it all!"

Qin Li pretended to say.

“It’s not well drawn!”

Luo Jiaojiao let go of her hand and tickled her pen.

Qin Li looked closely and saw that the person in the painting was Bo Langjun? Although his painting skills were poor, the character's expression and facial features were very similar. His heart suddenly ached.

Although Luo Jiaojiao has been with her, she thought in her heart that the person she was thinking about was Bo Langjun.

“It’s quite similar to the drawing!”

Qin Li squirted out four words from his mouth.

"Yeah?"

Luo Jiaojiao happily picked up her painting and looked at it again and again.

Qin Li saw that Luo Jiaojiao's eyebrows were filled with joy and felt that his breathing was a little uncomfortable.

"It's time to copy the scriptures, right?"

Luo Jiaojiao heard Qin Li's voice a little alienated, so she quickly placed Bo Langjun's small statue under a few tables.

Qin Li still accompanied Luo Jiaojiao to copy scriptures. But he felt that today's pen was a bit ineffective, and his writing was not as good as before.

But Luo Jiaojiao wrote better and better. Her mood improved and she copied it faster.

"Master Qin! My wrists are a little sore!"

Luo Jiaojiao copied it for an hour without realizing it. She put down her pen and rubbed her wrist and looked at Qin Li who was writing very slowly.

"Um!"

Qin Li was in a bad mood, and when he heard Luo Jiaojiao say he would not write, he felt much more relaxed. But he still had to continue writing a few words so that Luo Jiaojiao could see his thoughts.

"We've been here for half a month, why not go around?"

Luo Jiaojiao has long wanted to visit the temple.

"good!"

Qin Li stood up and pulled his clothes, then walked out of the door with Luo Jiaojiao.

The sun was just right outside the house and the breeze was not dry. Luo Jiaojiao and Qin Li strolled.

The two of them walked outside the Sutra Pavilion.

A monk who sweeping the floor saw Luo Jiaojiao and the others standing in front of the Sutra Pavilion, then went up to bow and said, "This pavilion is an important place in the temple. Please go somewhere else!"

"What is the place where the Sutra Pavilion is afraid of people, so that people don't get close to you?"

Luo Jiaojiao shook away Qin Lichong, who was pulling her sleeve, shouted.

"Who is making noise here?"
To be continued...