The teacher called the girl in front of him several times, but she didn't react at all. She held her chin and looked in front of her, eyes blank, with a smile on her face. She didn't know what she was thinking. She must not be thinking about studying.
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The ink of the brush she held in her hand had stained the copybook in front of her into a black mess, and the large characters that were too big to be seen were completely covered by the ink, which at least saved his eyes.
The teacher called her a few more times, and then he couldn't help but knock her table twice.
"Ah? Where did Mr. talk about?!"
Xiao Qingyu reacted, put away the silly smile on her face, dipped the pen in her hand with ink again, crumpled the damaged copybook into a ball and threw it forward. She saw that she had thrown many paper balls on the carpet.
The gentleman shook his head, sighed and was about to teach her again, but he saw her pick up a pen and quickly write a few lines of large characters on the paper, then throw the pen away, slap the table and stand up.
"Sir! That's it for today's class. I've already finished your homework!"
With that said, Xiao Qingyu walked outside the camp.
"Why......"
The gentleman wanted to call Xiao Qingyu, but she ran so fast that she disappeared after a while.
The teacher looked at her desk and saw some of the content he taught today crookedly written on the white paper. He had been teaching for more than ten years and it was rare to see such ugly words. I heard that several teachers before could not read it.
He understands what Xiao Qingyu wrote, so at least he can barely understand it.
But he couldn't teach this student anymore. Teaching was too much of a headache.
He has been teaching her for almost a month. The only improvement she has made is that her writing speed is much faster than before. He doesn't know whether to cry or laugh.
In the end I could only laugh or cry.
He is not yet forty. If he teaches Miss Xiao for a few more days, he may lose ten years of his life.
It can only be said that this eldest lady really has no clue in the area of knowledge.
The teacher took this big calligraphy written by Xiao Qingyu to Xiao Tong's camp, explaining that he really couldn't teach Xiao Qingyu. It wasn't that he didn't want to teach, but that he felt it was too much of a waste of time. Xiao Qingyu's
My mind is not on this at all.
The teacher also advised Xiao Tong to just follow Xiao Qingyu. With her like this, even if Wenquxing came to earth, she would not be able to teach her well.
After Xiao Tongtong heard this, he was naturally angry and hit Xiao Qingyu with a whip.
Xiao Qingyu had long been very skilled in punishing his grandfather, and he was also very skilled in hiding from him, but he didn't even get hit by him.
In the evening, Xiao Qingyu went outside and came back from riding with Makino, and went to Ma Gai in a happy mood.
Although Makino doesn't come to the camp often these days, they, Salo and Beiyuan, have formed an alliance to participate in the war. A few miles away from the camp are the camps of Salo and other countries.
Xiao Qingyu often meets up with Makino when he is out on patrol, and rides with him in the desert, and barbecues under the sand slope at night. The spices brought by Muye are sprinkled on the barbecue, which is better than the meat Xiao Qingyu has eaten in the past ten years.
Even more fragrant.
She was originally an unruly and wild person, and when she was with Makino, she could always be succumbed to his gentleness.
No matter how noisy she was, he was never annoyed, but he would not completely ignore her, but could always resolve it with gentle and humorous words.
Her character is to take soft things rather than hard ones, and Makino has accurately grasped her temperament.
Being with him, Xiao Qingyu felt extremely comfortable, and there was always endless things to say with him. Even if he didn't talk, it was comfortable to be with him.
"Xiao Qingyu."
Xiao Qingyu was happily jumping towards Ma Gai when a familiar voice from behind called her.
"'What's up?"
Xiao Qingyu turned around and saw Zhao Yelin walking towards her holding a sea bowl.
"You ran out again and there is no dinner left. I left some with you."
Zhao Yelin handed a full bowl of food to Xiao Qingyu.
Xiao Qingyu smiled and said: "Thank you, I have already eaten it, you can eat it yourself!"
As she said that, she continued to walk forward happily. Zhao Yelin held a bowl and followed behind her. Xiao Qingyu looked back at him and followed him. She was used to Zhao Yelin always following her as a follower.
Little follower.
"You always run out, and if General Xiao finds out, he will punish you."
Xiao Qingyu tied the horse, turned around, walked to Zhao Yelin, and put his face in front of him.
Xiao Qingyu looked at this boy who was half a year younger than her, reached out and grabbed his collar to prevent him from retreating, and said with a smile: "I won't tell you if you don't tell me. My grandfather is so busy every day, he doesn't care where I go.
Besides, I went out on patrol, so why should he punish me?"
Zhao Yelin looked at the confident girl in front of him, pursed his lips, and then said: "We all know what you are going to do."
Hearing Zhao Yelin's words, Xiao Qingyu let go of him, straightened up and said: "Qilin, you won't go to my grandfather to report me in front of my grandfather like those long-tongued women, right?"
Zhao Yelin looked at Xiao Qingyu's heroic and beautiful cheeks, opened his mouth, swallowed the words on his lips, and changed his words: "I don't have to say it, you have to write with me for an hour every day."
Xiao Qingyu immediately looked sad after hearing this: "You have been following me for almost half a month. I have so many teachers, so I don't need you, a prince, to condescend to teach me."
Zhao Yelin: "As you said, there are no princes here. What's more, all the teachers are angry with you. I'm afraid the border officials can't find any teachers willing to teach you."
Xiao Qingyu: "If I can't find the right one, I don't need to learn it."
Zhao Yelin looked at her straight in the eyes: "This is a task taught to me by General Xiao. He said that you must teach you well. Those gentlemen will be angry, but I will not."
Seeing Zhao Yelin being so persistent, Xiao Qingyu put his hands on his hips and said helplessly: "Okay, okay, I'll just learn. It's not just for an hour. As promised, you are not allowed to report to my grandfather."
Seeing Xiao Qingyu finally compromise, Zhao Yelin raised the corner of his mouth with a slight arc.
So in the following days, Zhao Yelin came to Xiao Qingyu's tent in the morning and taught her to write very patiently.
In the past few days, Xiao Qingyu was as perfunctory and absent-minded as usual.
Zhao Yelin is not angry or annoyed, and her word is not good, so she will write it again. Xiao Qingyu is an impatient person. He was annoyed by Zhao Yelin's method several times and got angry directly at him.
Every time Zhao Yelin looked at Xiao Qingyu's angry look, he thought that if he was not the prince, Xiao Qingyu might have already taken action against him.
Xiao Qingyu was tortured by Zhao Yelin for several days. After getting angry several times, she also knew that she had no love for Zhao Yelin anymore, so she could only hold the pen and write well.
"That's not how you hold a pen. It doesn't make you feel comfortable when holding it when writing."
Zhao Yelin broke off Xiao Qingyu's hand and taught her how to hold the pen again.
Xiao Qingyu looked at his young and tender face. He was still a young man but more mature than her father. Not only her father, but also her grandfather did not have this kind of patience.
Thinking of this, Xiao Qingyu wanted to see how he could get angry.
Looking at Zhao Yelin's handsome little face, Xiao Qingyu drew a picture on his face.
Zhao Yelin paused and slowly opened his lips: "Xiao Qingyu..."
Xiao Qingyu looked at Zhao Yelin's dark eyes like a deep pool. She held up her chin and smiled playfully, then took a pen and added another stroke on the other side of his cheek.
Zhao Yelin looked at her with a confident smile and reached out to grab the pen in her hand. Xiao Qingyu immediately stood up and hid aside: "Hey, with your little arms and legs, you still want to snatch something from my hand."
Hearing Xiao Qingyu say that he had "small arms and legs," Zhao Yelin straightened up and approached her.
He is not yet fifteen, Xiao Qingyu is older than him, and he is only a little taller than her. The girl looks more slender, but when they stand together, they look the same height.
Zhao Yelin looked at the girl in front of him who stood on tiptoes and raised her pen high, and thought that all the Xiao family members were so tall, and even the girls from the Xiao family were taller than the average women.
Xiao Qingyu is only fifteen, but is already much taller than women of the same age.
He stretched out his hand to pull her hard, and unexpectedly hit her leg with his knee. However, his martial arts skills were not as good as Xiao Qingyu, who had been fighting in the military camp since he was a child.
Xiao Qingyu practiced martial arts with the soldiers every day, and he had an eccentric temperament. Naturally, he could see Zhao Yelin's attack patterns, and avoided his attacks with a few dodges, and kept teasing him.
Zhao Yelin was a little annoyed by her actions like teasing a child, so he pulled her hard.