Fourth Master Reborn Little Curly Hair [Boys Over Flowers]

The lounge is very quiet, probably this is the special lounge for F4 of Yingde College, and it is the first time that it is so quiet when all the members of F4 are present.

Time passed by every minute and every second, the sun gradually rose, and the temperature gradually rose.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Ximen's forehead, he frowned, raised his hand pressing the rice paper and wiped it off casually, but it didn't take long before it appeared on his forehead again, repeated several times, and his whole body became hot and dry.

Moreover, the hand holding the writing brush became wet, and the soft nib, which did not obey his command, suddenly became more mischievous.

He wants to write horizontally, and what he writes is folded.

He wanted to stand up, but what was drawn out was Na...

What's more, if one didn't pay attention, the rice paper was soaked into a large piece of black ink after one stroke, and the results of a long day of hard work were all ruined.

Ximen became irritable, he simply threw the pen on the table, took a piece of clean rice paper and wiped his hands, wiped left, wiped right... the strength seemed to be like an enemy , The rice paper was quickly crumpled into a ball, it was a mess, it was horrible!

While wiping his hands, Ximen raised his eyes and looked at the others casually.

Asi's posture of writing smoothly and quickly is not at all like writing for the first time.

And Lei seems to be immersed in his own world, and he is very serious about every stroke, and his concentrated appearance should be fun.

Even Mei Zuo glanced at his clean desktop, and then looked at his decisiveness in drawing and writing...... Don't even think about it, you know that you are much better than yourself.

Simon looked down at the pile of waste paper piled up on his desk, next to which was the results of his whole morning - a few sheets of paper, 100 items, he didn't even finish copying the fifth item, he kept cursing inwardly , the damn brush, the damn paper, the 5 hell nos... For the first time, Ximen felt a sense of self-loathing towards himself, and he was very depressed.

Now his fingers are sore, his wrists are sore, his calves are swollen, his feet are shaking... More importantly, he is hungry and panicking.

As a result, Ximen's accumulated emotions all morning exploded.

He threw the ball of paper in his hand forward and roared, "I won't write anymore."

The ball of paper drew a beautiful parabola in the air, and landed steadily on Meizuo's desk.

Then I grabbed the rice paper that had barely been destroyed after a morning of hard work, and my heart was full of anger, and I was about to tear it to pieces.

The ball of paper paused the tip of Meizuo's pen, raised his head, his eyes were startled, he dropped the pen and ran over quickly.

Snatching the stack of papers from Ximen's hand, he breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, he came in time to stop Ximen's destruction.

Ximen didn't speak, he jumped onto the desk, crossed his arms, and stared at Meizuo angrily.

Misaku couldn't hold back and laughed out loud, which made Ximen even more angry.

At this time, Lei walked over, took a sheet from Meizuo's hand, and looked at it carefully from left to right, up and down, then took a deep look at Ximen, returned the rice paper to Meizuo, and turned to leave.

Ximen's bewildering behavior caused Ximen to jump off the table and ran to him, with suppressed anger in his voice, "Lei, what do you mean?"

With clear eyes, Lei looked at him silently for a few minutes, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly, raised his right hand slightly, and raised his thumb.

Ximen raised his eyebrows, secretly happy in his heart, could it be that his writing is actually very good, he rested his chin on his hand and pondered.

Puchi...... This kind of action made Misaku laugh out loud and pounded the table heavily.

Ximen came back to his senses, and saw that Lei Mingming's upward gesture had turned downward mercilessly. He was quite shocked, his face turned black instantly, and he shouted: "Lei..."

A smile flashed across Lei's eyes, and he walked back to his desk past Ximen, and began to write.

Misaku stepped forward and put her arms around Ximen's neck, patted his violently heaving chest, suppressed a smile, and comforted him: "Ximen, calm down, calm down, don't hurt your peace."

Simon pushed him away, sulking angrily.

During the whole process, fourth master didn't raise his eyes, and wrote quietly, not affected by the farce in front of him at all.

When the last stroke was made, he put down the pen, carefully picked it up and looked at it carefully, a line of satisfaction flashed across his eyes, and if he practiced again, he would probably be able to reach the previous standard.

At this time, Fourth Master was finally free, and just glanced at Ximen and Meizuo lightly, his eyes were deep and calm, without any displeasure.On the contrary, it was beyond his expectation that the two of them could persevere until now. It was the first time they wrote a brush, and it was in Chinese, so he didn't expect them to write anything?Just trying to sharpen their temper.

He unhurriedly put the rice paper aside, walked slowly towards Lei's desk and stood still.

Fourth Master looked coldly at Lei's writing, a strange look flashed across his cold eyes.

Lei's calligraphy still shows the childishness and jerkyness of a beginner, but he grasped the rules and characteristics of the copybook very keenly, and flexibly applied it to strokes. It is quite talented to achieve such results in a short period of time.

However, the word class also has many shortcomings in Si Ye's opinion.

Not decisive when starting a pen, hesitant when turning the pen to adjust the peak, procrastinating and vague when hiding the front, weak and weak when finishing the pen... They all say that seeing words is like seeing people, from which we can infer the character of the class - indecisive, cowardly and evasive , low self-esteem and not self-confidence.

Combined with the deity's memory about Huaze Lei, Fourth Master believes that autism is just an excuse Lei made for his cowardice.

Erto Tangjing is a safe haven he was looking for...

The only time he faced it bravely was because of that hero named Mu Ye.

If Hua Zelei's bravery can only be promoted by the outside world, it will definitely not be used for so-called love.

Such a man is not worthy to be called his brother.

Fourth Master glanced at Lei lightly. This was the first time Fourth Master looked at Lei. A certain emotion quickly flashed in his eyes, which seemed to be disdainful and somewhat contemptuous. What remains is a deep and incomprehensible coldness.

Quickly looking away, Fourth Master turned around and walked towards the gate. When passing by Ximen and Meizuo, he paused slightly, and said, "This is the end of today, don't forget that you have 7 times left." He left without looking back .

Ximen picked out his ears and bumped Mizusu with his shoulder, "Did I hear correctly just now?"

Misaku threw the paper in his hand on the desk, with a relieved expression on his face, "That's right, Asi finally let us go." Touching his growling stomach, "Ximen, I can swallow ten portions now." Kobe beef." Thinking of the delicious Kobe beef, Misaku became even hungrier.

"Go and enjoy Kobe beef by yourself!" Simon paused, "I don't have high requirements now, the school cafeteria can give me whatever you want as soon as possible." Swallowing, his poor stomach, it turns out that the hungry is With this feeling, Ximen wanted to fly to the restaurant at the moment, and he didn't care about Meizuo, so he quickened his pace and walked towards the door.

Just as Misaku was about to catch up with him, she suddenly remembered that Lei was still there. She ran over and leaned across the desk, pulled out the writing brush in his hand, and threw it aside, "What else are you writing? I'm starving to death, let's go!"

Lei glanced at the rice paper that had been destroyed because of Meizuo's actions, a look of helplessness appeared in his eyes, he raised his eyebrows and asked him to go first, and he would arrive later.

Misaku was also very hungry, so she turned and left without being polite.

Class looked at his back, shook his head with a smile, reached out to pick up the pen and hung it on the pen holder, tidied up the desk, and raised his foot to leave.

After walking a few steps, he paused slightly, turned around, came to Si Ye's desk, picked up the rice paper that Si Ye put on the top, and looked intently, his usual indifferent face suddenly became a little bit more serious. Thoughtful, fleeting, put his face back to his original position calmly, put his hands in his trouser pockets, and turned around slowly.

******

When Meizuo and Ximen arrived, Fourth Master was already sitting at the dining table, holding a cup of tea in his hand, sipping lightly, and the butler was standing beside him, as if he was talking about something?

"Butler, butler, I'll talk to you later if I have something to say, I'm starving to death." Ximen interrupted as he pulled up a chair and sat down.

Fourth master raised his hand slightly, and the butler immediately stepped back to make arrangements.

Mei Zuo stood at her position, picked up the empty cup, reached out to pick up the teapot in front of Fourth Master, filled it up, and drank it down in one gulp.

I poured another cup and was about to drink it when an empty cup appeared in front of me. I looked up and saw Ximen holding the cup with an expression of "Don't forget brother", raised his eyebrows slightly, turned his hand, and the teapot spout turned the direction, and immediately, it was empty. The teacups are filled with clarified tea.

Ximen sat down gracefully, sipped carefully, and saw Meizuo swallowed another cup like a gulp, with the momentum to continue, frowned slightly, and couldn't help but said: "Mizuo, that's not how you drink tea."

Mei Zuo put the teapot in front of Fourth Master, took a deep breath, "I can't take care of that much anymore." Thirsty and hungry, when had Mei Zuo Ling been in such a mess.

Alas... I was so tormented by Asi, I understand!

Simon didn't say anything, just took small sips and drank gracefully.

Not long after, the class also came.

The butler acted quickly, and put their favorite lunch in front of everyone.

Misaku looked at the Kobe beef in front of him and snapped his fingers excitedly. He was so considerate and kind. The butler was the roundworm in his stomach. He quickly picked up the knife and fork, cut a small piece and put it in his mouth. It is fragrant but not greasy, and it melts in the mouth. I can't help but give the butler a thumbs up, "Butler, why don't you come to my house!"

Ximen took a bite of his favorite spaghetti with caviar, the taste was so good, he nodded repeatedly, "Enen......"

Lei quietly ate the food on the dinner plate, as if everything around him had nothing to do with him. Occasionally, he raised his head inadvertently, and his eyes would glance at Fourth Master.

Fourth Master calmly held a bowl of rice, and from time to time he would sandwich dishes that he thought were good, chewing slowly.

Hearing that Meizuo and Ximen were digging a corner, and a cold knife flew over, they couldn't help shutting their mouths obediently, and buried their heads in destroying the delicious food in front of them.

The whole restaurant became very quiet, except for the occasional sound of knives and forks touching plates.

The author has something to say: There is another update today, but it is estimated that the time is a bit late, (*^__^*) hee hee...

In addition: Fourth Master raises Xiaozi as a "daughter" and raises it naturally, how about it? ? ? ?