Chapter 244: You still want to change the font, that’s crazy
Chapter 244: You still want to change the font, that’s crazy
Chapter 244: You still want to change the font, it’s so whimsical
“Okay, let’s start now.” Qian Zhuye was very positive.
“Well...there’s no need to be in such a hurry. I’ll write a book for you another day. You can read it first.”
“Okay, I’ll give you all the fifteen copies of Master’s punishment.”
Ye Qianning was very happy when he heard this, but felt embarrassed at the same time: "Twenty-five copies in total...can you finish writing today?"
"It's okay. I'll just stay in class after class. It's not like I've never written a detention in class before." Qian Zhuye was very generous.
Ye Qianning was very moved. The little figure was much better than his uncle.
“You still want to change the font?” Sang Zhi was still obsessed with this matter.
“Almost.”
"It's whimsical, and if anyone knows about it, do you know that these remarks will cause disaster." Sang Zhi was very serious. He believed that changing the font was the same as changing the dynasty.
“There are many things to do, and I feel comfortable watching them. I can write however I like.”
“You must remember that evil comes from your mouth.”
“The city of Kyoto is troublesome, it’s really not as easy as me occupying the top of a mountain.”
Sang Zhihei said solemnly: "Do you still want to be a bandit?"
"If I really become a bandit, I will take you to the village and become the village's wife." Ye Qianning joked.
Sang Zhi paused for a moment, and his dark face instantly turned red: "You are simply unreasonable."
“Who is being unreasonable? It’s you who insists on fighting with me.”
“You...hum.” Sang Zhi put away the brush, took the rice paper and left.
…”
Angry?
Ye Qianning was speechless again. He insisted on being serious, but she wasn't even angry.
“Miss Xiang, he is the eighth prince.” Qian Zhuye clicked his tongue.
“What’s wrong with the Eighth Prince?”
"You...it's you...how can you say that you want to steal him to be the wife of Yazhai." Qian Zhuye's face turned a little red.
“It was just a joke.” Ye Qianning turned to look at him and her face turned red, with the corners of her mouth twitching.
Let’s talk about it as soon as possible...
"That's not possible...the eighth prince is a man." "What's wrong with the man?"
“How can a man be the wife of Yazhai...”
“…I can’t tell you clearly, now, copy it carefully.” Ye Qianning pushed the rice paper and stood up.
“What are you going to do?”
"Have a meal."
“Didn’t you just finish eating?”
“Not full.”
Qian Zhuye: “…”
What a big appetite!
Ye Qianning felt that he couldn't explain it clearly to them, but it was simple enough to use. If something happened in the future, writing letters would not be easy for others to understand except for himself.
She raised her hands and stretched, walked out of the school, paused, turned around and walked towards the back.
A small figure at the back of the school listened with his ears tilted, and saw that there was no movement inside. Just as he was about to stand up, a pair of small feet appeared in front of him.
He raised his head numbly, and what he saw was a very big and fat figure, sitting on the ground in shock.
Ye Qianning held her chest with her little hands and lowered her eyes. This kid followed him sneakily from the cafeteria all the way here. He squatted here and listened for a long time.
“Takasaki?”
“to do...what to do.”
Ye Qianning smiled. This child does look different. He is sick.
"What are you looking at?" Gao Qi glared at her. He got up from the ground and was not much taller than Ye Qianning.
"I heard that you are asking about me? What? Do you want to avenge your father?" Ye Qianning stared at his small body: "If you want to take revenge, call your bodyguard. You are too young."
He was already sick, and if she couldn't stop him, it would be a bad idea if he was crippled.
Gao Qi stood still and did not answer, looking at Ye Qianning up and down.
Ye Qianning was confused. Logically speaking, she beat his father like that, so shouldn't she fight to the death when they meet?
He didn't have any anger at all. What was he looking at?
(End of this chapter)
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