Chapter 352: Afraid I sold you?

Luo Qingyu's heart jumped, she was the first time he saw him wearing a purple dress, but he did not expect that he could wear it so casually. Sighing secretly, she has never seen a man who can be so elegant and picturesque without revealing his original appearance—
"Master," she shouted.
"Research the ink." The Great Power Division didn't look up, and said lightly.
It turned out that the Great Teachers made her come up to the ground with great pains and made her a book boy ...
She didn't hesitate to study the ink next to her. The Great Teachers quickly reviewed the documents, almost opened one, and browsed at will.
Luo Qingyu, the character of this dynasty, already recognized it, but she did not know the character written by Da Guo Shi.
Long Fei dances and dances through the back of the paper. It seems that the paper will fly out at any time ...
You can tell a person's character by saying words.
The Great Master seemed to be a very lazy and indifferent person. How could he write such a word? Be romantic?
And-which country's heavenly script did he write again?
Doesn't that mean that the fonts used on Menglan continent are the same?
"Can you write?" Suddenly the Great Teacher said.
"Uh, yes."
"Well, help me write these lines for my teacher." The Great Kingdom teacher handed over a 'ghost art symbol'.
Luo Qingyu looked at it for a long time without knowing a single word.
"This-I don't know." Luo Qingyu was a little embarrassed.
"Would you like to do scoops according to the gourds?"
Luo Qingyu only nodded: "This meeting."
"Well, then copy it again as it is." The Great Teacher passed a pen in hand.
"This is it?" Luo Qingyu found it horrible to be illiterate for the first time.
What exactly is written on it?
"Afraid I sold you?" Da Guoshi gave her a side glance.
"How can it ?! Even if I want my life to be easy, why bother selling me such a big chapter? I do n’t have that meaning. I am afraid that I can't write well ..." Luo Qingyu answered with a low eyebrow. .
"That's it. Just write carefully."
Well, he probably really called her a book boy.
Help him copy the papers, etc ...
She was holding the piece of paper and was going to find another table for meditation. The sleeve of the Great Teacher wiped out his sleeve. There was an extra chair beside him: "Sit here for the teacher's convenience."
Luo Qingyu looked at the chair, and then looked at the large desk. It seemed that there were no problems in sitting three people working at the same time.
So she didn't quit, she just sat down, held the pen and lowered her head, and began to paint scoops ...
Numerous blood bubbles were rubbed on her palms and fingers, although she no longer bleeds, she felt a bit hot when she touched hard objects.
"Give me your hand." Da Guoshi's eyes fell on her hand, and his eyebrows narrowed slightly.
what? Luo Qingyu looked up and couldn't figure out what he meant.
The Grand Master seemed too lazy to repeat the second sentence, and when he raised his hand, Luo Qingyu's two hands could not help but stretch out, palms up, and fell into his hands.
Her hands are petite and exquisite, but her palms are covered with blood bubbles one by one, which is a bit horrible.