Shu Jingrong nodded repeatedly, but it was not written by her. She wrote with such sincerity, painstaking efforts, and hard work that she had not experienced in many years.
"That's for sure. You can tell at a glance that it was written by me. Could it be that you wrote it for me?"
Shu Jingrong's appearance at this time could indeed be said to be very literary, and her whole body was filled with the smell of ink from head to toe.
At this time, I saw that the originally clean dress was covered with ink stains, and a lot of black was smeared on the originally fair cheek, making the face look like a tabby cat.
She reached out and touched her nose, and there was immediately more black on her nose.
"It's really difficult to write this article. Can you change it to a better one next time? Or give me a piece of bamboo charcoal or something. Scholar, look at what I've done."
Lian Tianqi still looked like a graceful, gentle and romantic young man. His clothes were not stained with any ink, and his face was as white as before. The two people standing together formed a sharp contrast.
He fanned himself with a folding fan and looked at Shu Jingrong's appearance and couldn't help but smile: "Although I have heard that the Fourth Miss of the Shu family has poor talent in martial arts training before, I did not expect that today I will see a special strength.
, if Prince Xi sees you like this now, he will definitely agree to break off the engagement immediately."
Shu Jingrong curled her lips and said angrily: "What can I do? The brush is not easy to use at all. I obviously wanted to write horizontally, but the result is that it still twists and turns as I write."
She really doesn't know how to use a writing brush, but it feels good to be able to write clearly.
That's why she had such a large stack of paper. Because she couldn't write small characters, she could only write large characters with a brush. A piece of paper was almost the answer to a question, and then there were a hundred questions in her stack of paper.
There are about a hundred pieces of paper.
She misses pens so much. Writing brushes are so difficult for her.
The scholar glanced at the crooked answer sheet in his hand. Even though he was famous for his good temper, he couldn't help but frown... This word was really ugly.
It took him a long time to discern what the words were. If Buck Teeth and the others were to read it, they would probably all jump.
Shu Jingrong smiled and said: "You didn't say that you require good-looking handwriting. Anyway, the writing is just fine. I'm more used to writing big characters. I think it's much better than what I wrote before. Take a closer look."
She was right. The only time she touched a writing brush before was when she watched Liu Fengshuang practice. She was bored and joined in the fun. In the end, she didn't write two words and was kicked out by her.
Now that I think about it, I feel that the two words written at that time were uglier than those written today, but today's words are much better.
The eldest son Lian laughed happily on the side: "That's not a matter of getting used to it, right?"
"I think after practicing today, I look much better than before! If I practice more next time, I think I can do better." Shu Jingrong thought seriously.
The scholar flipped through a few pages speechlessly, but then he was attracted by the contents. These questions were actually just asked from the camp. To be honest, they didn't know the answers to these questions.
I only know that these things seem to be left by the old man Tianji, and some of them are mathematical problems, which are very strange and difficult to understand.
