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date="2021-10-06"

title="Chapter 21"

weight="139347"

series = ["The Villainous Classmate is my Lucky Star"]

mode = "manual"

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Chi Jingxi is also in Li Boyuan's study.

He was dressed in a dark red brocade, with gold folds pressed down on the collar and sleeves, and the snow-white fox fur made his face even more white, with a noble appearance. When was writing something, whole body was filled with a scent of scrolls.

He raised his head after hearing Li Boyuan's words and replied, "Master, don't always worry about me. If I'm tired, I'll get up and move my hands and feet."

He has no expression on his face, but he has a pair of smiling eyes, which makes people smile unconsciously, and looks quite kind.

Chi Jingxi's presence here was something Wen Yantong had never expected. It was as if the pillow came up just after yawning.

Only seeing Chi Jingxi, she inevitably got a little nervous about reflexes. She squeezed on the edge of the study door, not daring to move forward.

Li Boyuan liked this little Lord Marquis, and smiled and said, "You know it by yourself." After he finished speaking, he saw Wen Yantong still standing at the door, and his face turned black again, "What is the pestle doing at the door? Come in quickly!"

Wen Yantong would like to ask if Li Boyuan's hometown is in Sichuan. He may have deep knowledge in face change.

But she didn't dare to say those witty words, the little chicken nodded like a slurped rice and walked a few steps into the room, looked around, a little at a loss, not knowing where to sit.

There was a cotton pad diagonally across Chi Jingxi, but it was too close to him, and it seemed to be Li Boyuan's position, she didn't dare to sit.

Li Boyuan took out two thick square cotton pads from the wooden cabinet and placed them on that pad. He said to Wen Yantong, "You sit here and let Jingxi supervise your calligraphy. If you dare not take it seriously, then Let Jingxi teach you."

"How dare students trouble Little Houye..." Wen Yantong said.

Li Boyuan stared again. "When you enter the academy, you are all classmates! Jing Xi hasn't said anything, but you don't want to? You look at your words, and then look at others. Even a child with a beard can write better You are like a word, with Bai's hands long. When you sleep at night, thinking about your word will not give rise to guilt!?"

Wen Yantong only said half a sentence, and Li Boyuan was able to approve a series of words. How could she dare to refute a little bit, and hurriedly lowered her head, "Wrong and wrong, students know that they are wrong, and they will definitely practice their calligraphy well."

Li Boyuan said, "It's good to know, but I can't come!"

She jumped over, leaned on her crutches and slowly sat down, then put the two crutches on top of each other and put them aside.

Li Boyuan took a small brush and said, "You use this."

This brush is the size of an ordinary fountain pen, and the tip looks much harder, so it should be easier to write.

Wen Yantong thanked him in a low voice, and then found embarrassingly that she had not brought the inkstone, but only a piece of ink.

Li Boyuan also found out that Breaking the World did not blame her, but instead pulled the inkstone beside Chi Jingxi a little bit in the middle, then opened a book for her and said, "Just start copying from this chapter, and finish copying a chapter. Show it to Jing Xi, and if he feels qualified, you can scroll down."

Wen Yantong felt that this was not good, but didn't dare to refute him, so he scratched his head and responded, quietly peeking at Chi Jingxi.

He didn't respond much, nor refused Li Boyuan's words, just copying something intently.

After Li Boyuan gave the explanation, he went out wearing a cloak. The study fell silent for a while, leaving only Wen Yantong and Chi Jingxi.

Chi Jingxi took the copy very seriously. Wen Yantong craned his neck and took a look, and he saw that his writing was really good-looking, it looked like a thin gold body, and it was neatly listed on the writing.

Wen Yantong is very envious of people who write good handwriting. When she was a child, because of the poor family, she was delayed for a long time to go to class, and no one taught her how to write handwriting.

She looked down at the book and saw that it was written in italics. Wen Yantong also raised the pen, thinking that she had pasted a large swath of ink on the paper several times before. This time she started to lighten her hand a lot, soaked in a little ink, she hurriedly withdrew her hand.

When she was writing down the pen, her hands trembled slightly because she was too cautious, causing her to write very ugly in the first few words.

Wen Yantong was angry and frustrated for a while, and slapped a loud slap on the back of his right hand. Your mother, why shake!

Unexpectedly, this sound surprised Chi Jingxi, who was concentrating on writing. With a flick of his pen, a drop of ink fainted on the paper, forming a black flower.

He raised his eyes indifferently, his tone was full of unkindness, "Is his paw itchy?"

Wen Yantong gulped and swallowed, but did not dare to respond.

Fortunately, Chi Jingxi did not get angry because of this, and continued to write. Wen Yantong is quite honest now. After copying two or three lines, he feels that his arms are sore and his palms are tired.

She put a pen and looked around in the room.

Li Boyuan himself has a high status in the academy, so the furnishings in his bedroom are very unusual. There are so many classical and exquisite decorations, but they also have a simple and simple meaning.

The stove and the incense burner are burning in the room, and the white smoke rises and melts into the air, filled with a faint fragrance, which makes people very comfortable.

Wen Yantong looked at it, and his gaze shifted to Chi Jingxi's body.

Thinking of having a close plan with him, Wen Yantong took a few deep breaths, trying to use a gentle tone, "Little, little Houye."

Wen Yantong really wanted to make a big mouth. Promising! Why squat? !

Chi Jingxi paused with the tip of her pen, as if she was distracted by this sound.

Wen Yantong didn't pay attention, and then said, "Why didn't you go to the martial arts class? Is it because Master Li stayed to practice calligraphy?"

As expected, Chi Jingxi ignored her.

Wen Yantong didn't feel too disappointed. Chi Jingxi didn't feel angry and thought it was good for her to be noisy. Of course, she wouldn't continue to say anything, lest she irritate Chi Jingxi.

She picked up the pen again and felt that her writing was not good at first because she didn't write very well, and the other was because she was not familiar with brushes.

If you become proficient in writing, you won't be shaking so badly.

Wen Yantong happily picked up the pen and drew on the empty paper at will. At first, the drawing was quite large, but after drawing more, she can also control the thickness of the pen tip and the size of the pen.

Chi Jingxi got tired from copying and wanted to rest. Suddenly, he thought that he had been quiet for a while, so he looked up, only to find that the person sitting opposite did not write, but painted strange patterns.

These days, heard that Yantong appeared in front of Chi Jingxi a lot of times.

Chi Jingxi's memory has always been good. Originally, he just remembered some rumors between this skinny man and Cheng Xiao, but now his impression has changed a lot.

She is timid, crying, always doing things that ordinary people can't understand, looking stupid, in fact really stupid, now there is one more, written ugly but not motivated at all.

A little disdain appeared in Chi Jingxi's eyebrows unconsciously. As soon as he stretched out his long arms, he took the paper Wen Yantong was holding on his hand, but when he looked upside down, he found it strange.

It was a pattern he had never seen before, like an animal, but it was also strange.

"What is this you painted?" Chi Jingxi asked blankly.

Wen Yantong originally painted with concentration, but when he noticed Chi Jingxi's movements, he stopped. Seeing that he seemed interested, he said, "It's a duck."

"What?" Chi Jingxi's handsome eyebrows wrinkled slightly, "...what is reachable?"

"Not reachable, but reachable duck." Wen Yantong said.

"Up to... duck??"