Please stop kneeling, I'm really not an expert!

Chapter 9 Everything will be fine

After waking up in the morning, Liang Mu was still practicing calligraphy.

Liang Mu, who was deprived of all entertainment by the system, just found something to pass the time.

That is to practice calligraphy.

Because there is a shortage of everything in the store, but there is no shortage of paper and pens.

Liang Mu, who once knew nothing about calligraphy, was able to write well after this period of unremitting practice.

But that's all.

In Liang Mu's opinion, his calligraphy is still unrefined, and he is probably far away from a real calligraphy master.

What's more, no matter how good the writing is, what's the use, anyway, he can't get out of the shop, can he still participate in the calligraphy competition?

Distraught Liang Mu also lost the patience to practice calligraphy.

He simply rolled up the pen and paper and threw it to the corner, and piled it up with the broken picture book rewarded by the system.

"Dip woo~ rip woo~ rip woo~"

When he was agitated, the siren sounded in his ear, which made Liang Mu startled.

Then he realized that this was a danger signal sent to him by Xiaoqiu!

Could it be that the man with the bald head and the scar has returned? !

But when Liang Mu listened carefully, he only heard the conversation of two women.

In the alley, Bai Xi was looking sadly at the small light yellow schoolbag in his hand.

A small group of gray and black marks are extremely conspicuous on the surface of the light-colored schoolbag.

"It's all because I was too careless and rubbed the soot on the wall.

How embarrassing it would be if this was seen. "

Bai Xi pouted, feeling very distressed.

"Xi Xi, don't you have no class today?
Don't worry about being seen, right? "

It was a tall girl who comforted Bai Xi.

Capable yet charming ear-length short hair, with traces of perm dyeing.

The silver earrings perfectly adorn the sides of that face that was carefully carved by God.

The tight-fitting black top reveals a small waist that is full of grip.

The dress on the lower body was even more bold. Under the short black skirt, a pair of scallion-like long legs were exposed.

Standing next to the pure and elegant Bai Xi, he looked like a black mandala blooming in the lotus pond.

"[Huanhuan], I'm not worried about being seen by my teachers and classmates, but I'm worried about being seen by Mr. Liang and leaving a bad impression on him!"

Bai Xi explained seriously to the girl in black.

[Wu Mohuan] Couldn't help but rolled his eyes, pouted his lips and said, "What kind of ecstasy soup did that guy named Liang give you?

Since I met you, nine out of ten sentences of yours have been talking about him.

Hello, wouldn't you be? "

Wu Mohuan looked at Bai Xi with a strange look.

"Heh heh heh, when you meet Mr. Liang, you'll know what he's capable of!"

Bai Xi didn't hear the deep meaning in the girl in black's words.

She put on her backpack again and said with a smile: "Hehe, as long as you don't point the backpack at Mr. Liang.

Alright, let's go in, don't make Brother Liang wait too long. "

As he said that, he took cheerful steps towards the bookstore at the end of the alley.

"This silly Baitian, how did he get admitted to the best university in Wucheng?"

Wu Mohuan complained helplessly, and followed her up.

In the bookstore, Liang Mu narrowed his eyes and looked at the two girls in front of him.

It was the two of them that made Xiaoqiu send out a danger signal?
But he looked left and right, but he didn't find any danger in the house of the two little girls.

That little bastard who "lied about the military situation" will have to beat him up later!
"What about Mr. Liang, can Huanhuan still be saved?"

Bai Xi looked at Liang Mu nervously.

Yesterday's speculation frightened her.

Seeing that Liang Mu didn't speak now, he felt even more uneasy.

And Wu Mohuan beside her looked at her in astonishment.

Liang Mu was also taken aback, wondering if Bai Xi's friend had some kind of illness, otherwise how could he ask such a question?
But that's really the case, you should take her to the hospital, why bring the bookstore?
Could it be
What incurable disease did the girl in black suffer from?
That's why Bai Xi treats a dead horse as a living horse doctor, and comes to the bookstore to seek some kind of folk remedy?

Thinking of this, Liang Mu looked at Wu Mohuan with sympathy.

Alas, it's really pitiful to have a rough fate at such a young age.

And when I looked at her carefully, I felt that she was more and more beautiful.

Alas, it makes people feel even more distressed.

It's a pity that Liang Mu is not a miracle doctor, so he can't save her.

As for remedies, that's even more of a joke.

But asking Liang Mu to do nothing is also very uncomfortable.

While thinking about it, he glanced at the pile of calligraphy works that he had thrown in the corner.

Got it!

"You wait for me."

Liang Mu spread out a piece of white paper, touched the brush with ink, and raised his hand to write four large characters on it.

【Withered trees meet spring】.

After carefully drying the ink, Liang Mu rolled up the calligraphy work and handed it to Wu Mohuan.

He smiled and said, "There's nothing you can sell, so I'll give you a picture.

Don't worry, everything will be fine. "

This is the only blessing Liang Mu can give to a terminally ill patient.

He sincerely hoped that this withered little tree, Wu Mohuan, could meet spring and regain its vitality.

Wu Mohuan stared blankly at the "gift" in front of him, and froze in place.

What Liang Mu said made her even more confused.

"Silly Huanhuan, accept it quickly!"

Bai Xi almost died of anxiety for Wu Mohuan.

This was the first time she saw Liang Mu giving someone a gift.

Big brother's gift, it's not easy to think about!
Maybe this gift contains the key to solving Wu Mohuan's crisis!

But what worried Bai Xi was that Wu Mohuan hadn't accepted the gift for a long time.

The anxious Bai Xi couldn't help but take the words from Liang Mu and put them into Wu Mohuan's hands himself.

"Then I will thank Mr. Liang for Huanhuan!"

Liang Mu smiled and waved his hands: "It's a little effort, no thanks."

He suddenly remembered something, smiled lightly at Bai Xi and said, "Turn left 200 meters out of the alley, there is a dry cleaning shop."

Bai Xi was taken aback for a moment, and then she realized that she blushed and nodded.

After following Bai Xi out of the bookstore and walking on the street, Wu Mohuan finally recovered from his bewilderment.

"Xixi, is he the boss Liang you talk about every day?

Didn't see anything special about it. "

Wu Mohuan stared at Bai Xi suspiciously: "So you are really happy."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Bai Xi seriously: "Huanhuan, although we have been good friends since childhood, if you say that about Mr. Liang again, I will be angry too."

She pointed to the writing in Wu Mohuan's hand, and said with a serious face: "When you go back, you must study it carefully, and then you will find out how powerful Mr. Liang is!"

After saying that, he smiled again, pointed not far away and said, "I'm going to go to the dry cleaners that Mr. Liang mentioned to wash my schoolbags first."

Wu Mohuan helplessly looked at Bai Xi's leaving back, shaking his head again and again.

She looked down at the writing in her hand, full of disgust.

"Tch! There's nothing to study about this broken character."

But just when Wu Mohuan was about to throw away the words casually, his eyes suddenly caught a smear of soot on the wall, and his pupils suddenly shrank!
She clearly remembered that Bai Xi accidentally stained the schoolbag with ashes here.

It wasn't until this moment that Wu Mohuan suddenly remembered one thing!

When entering the store, Liang Mu never saw Bai Xi's schoolbag head-on.

That being the case, how did Liang Mu discover that Bai Xi's schoolbag was covered in dust?
Wu Mohuan looked at the writing in his hand, and Liang Mu's appearance suddenly appeared in his mind.

The face that she once dismissed with disdain also seemed to suddenly become unfathomable.

(End of this chapter)