Chapter 794

Although his voice was very low, the needle could be heard quietly in the room. Xie suling looked up and continued to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Fang Yaqing looked at them with an ugly face. A drop of ink fell from the tip of the pen, which blurred the words just written.

Shen Youran adjusted the posture of holding the pen according to his teaching method. He wrote a line with him. It was better than just now.

She glanced at the words written by the man on the side of the paper. The work was neat and strong. Even the writing brush was so good, he could do anything. How could she meet such a perfect man.

Ji Jinchuan bit her earlobe, warm and low voice sounded in her ear: "concentrate on point."

Shen Youran subconsciously looks at Xie suling and Fang Yaqing. Seeing that they have not noticed this side, Shen Youran takes a breath of relief and looks back at him angrily.

After that, Ji Jinchuan held Shen Youran's hand all the time. They copied a copy of the Buddhist sutra with him, and the handwriting became better and better.

When Xie suling finished a page, she took a cup of water in her spare time to open the book. When she looked up to drink, she saw that they were still in the same posture as before, and slightly twisted their eyebrows: "Jinchuan, have you finished copying?"

Ji Jinchuan didn't look up. He said calmly: "you have some poor writing skills. I'll teach her by the way. They can write a copy together, which is more sincere than I can copy and deal with things alone."

Xie suling was choked by him and couldn't speak. Knowing that he was such a man, he didn't care any more, so he let them go.

Shen Youran's eyelids leaped abruptly by his light words, and subconsciously took a look at Xie suling. Seeing that her face was normal and not angry, Shen Youran was relieved, and then gently poked the man behind him with his elbow.

Ji Jinchuan not only did not let go, but took advantage of the other two people did not pay attention, in her face kiss, and then did not change color to hold her hand, continue to copy Buddhist scriptures.

Fang Yaqing noticed the movements of the two men as she copied them. She saw the movement in her eyes. She was distracted and drew a long section on the paper.

She looked at the abrupt stroke on the paper. If it was invalid, the previous one would be written in vain. She continued to write other words on the stroke crossed out. Although she could not completely cover it, she could barely read it.

Ji Jinchuan's main purpose was to teach Shen Youran to practice calligraphy, so he wrote slowly. By lunch, Xie suling and Fang Yaqing had already copied half of them, while they only wrote one third.

After dinner, Xie suling and Fang Yaqing continued to copy for two hours, and then finished.

Xie suling collected the copied paper and looked at Ji Jinchuan and Shen Youran: "how are you doing?"

Ji Jinchuan's way is not salty: "another two hours can be completed."

Xie suling sighed and said, "it's still early. You can continue to copy it." with Fang Yaqing, he left the Sutra Pavilion.

After two people left, Ji Jinchuan released Shen Youran: "you rest, I'll write."

That's not very good, right?

Shen Youran shook his aching arm: "let's write together."

Ji Jinchuan warm voice: "I write faster."

"We have different handwriting," she disagreed As like as two peas, Ji Jinchuan took up the drink and took it up. He continued to write: "when you first started learning, I could imitate your handwriting, though not exactly the same, but it could also be like seven or eight points, and mom just looked at it once and for all, and would not look over it carefully."

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