Chapter 415

Although this word is not really good-looking, but -

but Luanli took a look at Lu Yilan, and then silently lowered his head, and then raised his head, Luanli's face had no tangled look, his eyes were full of praise for Lu Yilan, "very good."

"When I started writing, I was not as good as you."

Yeah.

At the beginning

At the beginning of Hongmeng, when the five brothers were studying together, they were always in chaos! The best way to write!

Well, the best.

If Donghai emperor is here, he will say it.

At the beginning, the teacher commented on the disorder like this:

the strength of character is beginning to take shape, and there is a feeling that the dragon is whistling.

As for Lu Yilan, cough.

Abstract wind is very God, there is a sense of disorder.

Countless thoughts flashed in my mind. Luanli finally gave up his magic grid as a demon lord. He praised Lu Yilan's words against his will. "It's very beautiful. You see, here, as long as you write the vertical line straight and thin, it will be very beautiful."

"You see, it's like this."

“……”

The characters written by Lu Yilan and those written by Luanli are tragedy and perfection.

Yeah.

One is as ethereal as an immortal, and the other is not to comment.

Practicing, Lu Yilan suddenly said, "master, can you bring me a piece of paper? I want to write something! "

"Ah." Luanli was stunned for a moment, and then immediately turned to the big bookshelf, took a hanging picture, "what to write, I brought you a cylinder, this is your first work, you can hang it up."

"After that --"

Luanli looked at Lu Yilan and said that he could not speak.

The little woman in front of her is holding a pen. Her fingers are a little short and fat. When she holds the pen, she is not beautiful, but her hands are white, so she is very cute.

Silver hair fell from her ears and slowly covered the paper with ink.

She is writing.

Very familiar strokes.

Horizontal, vertical, Lu Yilan's every stroke is very slow, especially slow. It can be seen that she wants to control her hand as much as possible, but she is a beginner after all.

For a long time.

After a long time, it's like a flood in my heart.

Luanli looked at the formed words, and suddenly he felt a little bit other, "Luanli, Li."

It's a mess.

His name.

Many years ago, the emperor of Donghai asked about the chaos, Hongmeng Wanzai. Do you know the feeling of a flower blooming in your heart.

Disorganized, did not understand at the beginning.

Now, Luanli suddenly understood.

After putting down her pen, the woman in front of her suddenly began to smile. Her eyebrows and eyes were bright, as if they were filled with sunlight. Her lips were raised, and her smile was wide. Finally, she said, "master, I will write your name!"

“！”

Luanli walks to Lu Yilan's side and subconsciously holds Lu Yilan's hand holding the pen. The touch like white jade blooms on his palm. Luanli is stunned, but does not stop.

He raised her hand and slowly dropped another name on the paper.

Xiaobai.

Chaos in the top, Xiaobai in the bottom.

"Words, write like this." Luanli suppressed his dumb voice, "this will be very beautiful."

"Yes, it's really beautiful." Lu Yilan turned around and ran into his disorderly arms.

Disorganized completely belongs to the passive state, at this moment, a fox hairy tail suddenly rubbed his waist.

"Master, you are very good."

An undisguised compliment.

Disorganized Under the heart, satisfy.