I sat in my seat and danced excitedly. I was in the fourth group. Xia Mingyuan looked at me like an idiot, while Xia Yetang ignored me.
"Ahem, you two have to cheer for me." I patted someone on the shoulder.
"Well, I will definitely cheer for the girl. She must win the first prize." Xia Mingyuan said with a smile.
"Can your hands write?" Xia Yetang said, looking at my pig's trotters. I suddenly realized a serious problem, I can't write traditional Chinese characters!!!
"It's over, it's over." I sighed looking up to the sky.
"Does it still hurt?" he asked with a frown.
"You must help me." I quickly grabbed his hand and begged him.
"What are you helping me with?" He looked at me warily, as if he thought I was in trouble again.
"I...I...I can't write." The more I spoke, the softer my voice became. But it still reached the ears of Xia Yetang and Xia Mingyuan.
"Is this true?" Xia Mingyuan looked at me helplessly.
"How can you compose poetry if you can't even write? What a nonsense." Xia Yetang knocked on the table impatiently.
"I could write before. If you don't believe me, you can ask my brother. I just forgot how to write after losing my memory. I can compose poetry. I swear I can, really." I explained hurriedly. I didn't make up my mind, and I didn't
I don’t know if Huadie can write, but her two sisters are so good, she can’t even write? Xia Yetang looked at me doubtfully, how could a person with such a high alertness like him?
It’s easy to believe other people’s words, let alone mine.
"Then let me tell Father that your hand is injured and I will write on your behalf." Xia Yetang said, this guy is really a savior. I hugged his arm excitedly and shook my head left and right.
"Thank you, thank you, hehe." I said happily, and he knocked my hand away coldly and continued to be silent. My passion was also cooled by his cold eyes, and I turned my head and talked to Xia Mingyuan boringly.
Shen Kan, don’t pay attention to him anymore. Is that guy a chameleon? Falling out is like turning over a book. (It seems a little inconsistent with the preface and the postscript - -)
"Do you think that girl is pretty?" Xia Mingyuan asked. I was sweating because he always asked me this when he saw his beautiful sister.
"She's not very beautiful, she's far worse than me." I said dully.
"Uh..." Xia Mingyuan was speechless.
"Are you married?" I asked.
"Not yet, what? Are you attracted by the girl?" Xia Mingyuan teased. Suddenly, he felt something eerie and cold behind him.
"Oh, unless I'm blind." When I said this, I once again thought of him as Li Eun-hyun. In fact, he looks not bad! He has a feminine and beautiful feeling, and he looks like Lee Jun-ki.