The Prince of Rebirth

The Grand Competition is scheduled for one month later. Because Xia Jin and He Zheng are still young in school, this time it has little to do with them. It is only a top priority for the entire Rosin Academy, not just because of the need to concentrate on that day. In the selection of the courtyard, the children will be promoted to the bamboo courtyard, because there will be noble people present at that time.

Mr. Zhu introduced by Xia Yu on the first day of enrollment is the head of the school, but Mr. Ran only suppresses and ignores daily trivial matters in the school, and there are many things in the school that bother Mr. Chen.Mr. Chen was born in a poor family and didn't like to see those rich and noble children who are lazy and careless about common things. This time, he selected a group of students who don't need to show their faces in the competition.

Naturally, Xia Jin and He Zheng couldn't escape. Seven years old is not a big responsibility, so it's just right for me to help copy invitations. Both of them got good grades in calligraphy class, especially He Zheng. This time, Mr. Zhao personally recommended him Unable to evade it, Xia Jin had no choice but to step up her handwriting practice in order not to embarrass the academy, so the problem became prominent.

He broke up with He Zheng.

To be precise, it was He Zheng who caused conflicts and splits unilaterally, and the root cause was still because of his appearance.

"It's just an ugly sentence, but you care about it like a woman, and you are not afraid of being laughed at when you say it."

He Zheng avoided Xia Jin for a few days, finally caught someone, Xia Jin would not let him go, waved Lang Shun to take He Zheng's book boy away, and then grabbed him, no matter what Make things clear today.

"You judge people by their appearance. If you humiliate me in front of everyone, you won't be afraid of being laughed at? Only the state officials are allowed to set fire and the people are not allowed to light lamps. How can there be such an unreasonable person like you!"

Xia Jin felt that it was necessary to strip He Zheng's clothes and throw them into the school building to let him know what real humiliation was. Nima got angry just by saying that she was ugly, and she didn't know how many times she could die of anger in her life.

"Do you think you look good?"

He Zheng remained silent.

"I'm just telling you the facts. Could it be that it's good to say in front of your face that you look like a moon and a shameful flower?"

He Zheng remained silent again, and only after a while did he seriously correct:

"Yushu Linfeng is not used to describe appearance."

Xia Jin: ...

What a normal person should correct is "Closing Moon and Shaming Flowers, bro."

In the previous life, Xia Jin and He Zheng were rivals in love, and there was never any friendship. In this life, He Zheng and He Zheng have only been together for more than a month, and there is no deep relationship. I said he was ugly half because of joking and half because of his previous life. However, in any case, He Zheng's reaction like this is a bit of a fuss.

"Your appearance is like this. If I don't say anything, others will talk too much. How can you live comfortably if you are so fussy every time?"

Calculating this matter carefully, Xia Jin was also at fault, no matter how she apologized and subdued, she would never be wronged.

"It doesn't matter if I apologize to you by saying it's my fault without taking your face into account, as long as you don't want to hold on to this matter any longer, you and I will each take a step back and make peace, okay?"

He Zheng raised his scarred face, glanced at Xia Jin very proudly, and after reckoning that he could get off the stage, he opened his mouth and said:

"You have to promise not to call me ugly again."

"Woman, why do men care about face so much? If you have a heroic and majestic figure like the Hussar General, who would dislike your appearance?"

"Everyone has the desire to love beauty, so can a man be shameless?"

In fact, Xia Jin really thinks that men can be shameless. In his previous life, although he had no great prospects and always stayed in the dormitory without serious business and never went out, his face was very worthy of the audience, and he read serious famous cards My daughter went to college, but my girlfriend went with someone who was not as good as him in terms of knowledge and appearance. The reason was——

People have eight-pack abs, do you have them?

Since then, Xia Jin has firmly believed that a man can be shameless, but he cannot lose his muscles.

Of course, it's useless to tell He Zheng these words, there is nothing to think about, it's understandable that He Zheng attaches great importance to facial problems because of his facial burns, Xia Jin can only follow his will.

"I promise that in the future, when outsiders are around, I won't tease you with your beauty or ugliness. Then, are you willing to copy invitations with me?"

Not only will the gentlemen from the courtyard participate in the big competition, but also some talented and famous people from the honored families will also be selected to watch, so posts are naturally indispensable.Let the students copy the invitations to show their intentions, and second, if there are mistakes in the invitations, it will be easy to get over it. Even if there are problems, they can be pushed to the children who are too young and ignorant to fix them.

He Zheng looked at Xia Jin, held his hands behind his back and hung his appetite for a while before pretending to agree reluctantly. Xia Jin shook his head when he saw this - this guy is really a social loser, with a face that is almost Write the four words "I'm very happy".

Although the two had a little conflict at first, they finally got back together. The competition will be held in January, and the post should be written in the next few days. The two decided to stay in the school building after school every day. Practice writing for a while before leaving.Originally, He Zheng should write the best handwriting, but Mr. Zhao insisted on letting Xia Jin lead the writing, while He Zheng was on the sidelines to guide and assist.

"The gentlemen of Zhufengyuan and Baiqingyuan, please copy 89 invitation cards, all of which are made of pine bark green paper, 69 pieces of inlaid gold silk indigo silk, [-] pieces of silver inlaid indigo silk, and pine bark paper. There is no shortage, let’s start writing in the next few days, what Mr. Zhao means is that I will be the master of the book and you will be the master of the painting, but what have you decided to paint?”

The color of pine bark green paper is greenish and there is faint rosin, and the painting should be based on simplicity, it is too cumbersome and delicate to be too cumbersome.

"I thought about drawing a clump of bamboo in the lower right corner. The corresponding artistic conception of pine and bamboo is in line with each other. Da Bi is also to let the people in the pine incense garden enter the bamboo wind courtyard. How about you?"

"It's a good idea, but there are pines and bamboos, but there is no cypress tree. Those gentlemen in Baiqingyuan may not like it if they keep it."

Drawing too many things is not only a heavy workload and error-prone, but if you draw too little, you are afraid of offending people for nothing. After thinking about it, you feel that you have to throw away all the pines, bamboos and cypresses to draw a book, a cup of tea and a wisp of smoke. .

"Look, it's possible to add leaves of three kinds of trees under the teacup?"

"I'm trying to draw. You can help me look at it later. Go write first, and leave me alone."

He Zheng didn't like Xia Jin to watch while he was drawing, so Xia Jin naturally didn't want to make fun of herself and attract others' suspicion, so she took a stack of papers and moved them to the desk beside him, far away from He Zheng.After school, there were only Xia Jin and He Zheng left in the school building. Lingyunzhai was built on the mountain, surrounded by green trees all day long, and it didn’t feel stuffy even in midsummer. There were few people and the place was large and ventilated, so the office environment was quite satisfactory. of.

After Xia Jin moved over, He Zheng began to pick up a pen and draw on the corner of the loose paper. He is not good at many things, only calligraphy and painting, but he writes calmly and is not easy to make mistakes, so from the beginning he did not plan to use ordinary paper. Practice going straight to the vellum.

Although the pine paper is good in color, the effect of soaking ink is not as good as that of ordinary paper. If you don’t practice on it, you will not be able to get it right. He looked at Xia Jin.

Xia Jin took the pen to dye the ink, wrote a few strokes on the ordinary rice paper, and wrote a few more strokes...continued to write many strokes, until the paper she brought was used up, and she had to stretch her paws to the pile of loose parchment paper , took out one and looked at it, after all, I felt that I couldn't do it, and I had to practice a few more claws on ordinary life papers before I was reconciled.

But he ran out of paper.

Xia Jin turned her head to look at He Zheng.

When Xia Jin turned his head to look at him, He Zheng quickly turned his head back, and the first thing he did was to cover his bookcase - no!

"Why are you so stingy, I just lent you a few pieces of paper."

"You and I usually use raw Xuan, but this pine paper is similar to cooked Xuan. You are just wasting my good paper for nothing, how can I lend it to you?"

Xia Jin stretched out her right hand and pointed the middle finger at He Zheng.

"What do you mean by that?"

"Praise you mean."

He Zheng thought for a while, then stretched out both hands, and put them in front of Xia Jin in a polite manner, and raised his middle finger very purely and solemnly.

"Reciprocity."

Xia Jin: ...

In the end, Xia Jin had no choice but to waste those expensive pine papers. Because of trembling hands, several sheets were damaged. In the end, the pot was broken and it was much better than before. Finally turning over, Xia Jin joyfully handed the finished product to He Zheng.

He Zheng took it and took a closer look. This time, he didn't pick a thorn. He just stretched out his left hand very purely in front of Xia Jin, and raised his middle finger.

"Well written."

After finishing speaking, I still felt uneasy, and added another sentence.

"I mean to compliment you."

Xia Jin: ...

Is he self-inflicted?

Xia Jin ran back to write in desperation, but didn't notice the slightly raised corners of He Zheng's lips, and a pair of smart eyes hidden under the hideous scar. It's a pity, if it's intact, it should be pretty good.

He Zheng wrote steadily, and because he was proficient, his speed was not slow. When he finished drawing more than a dozen pictures, his wrists felt a little sore, so he had no time to look at Xia Jin.

Xia Jin's appearance is extremely delicate, and what's even more rare is that a pair of eyes are so powerful. He Zheng always observes other people's faces unconsciously because of his appearance. He even secretly looks at Xia Jin's face on weekdays, but now there are only two people left. Do not look more boldly.I saw that he wrote a few strokes, scratched his head, and then hid the waste pine paper in his book box with great heartache, and then stretched out the next piece of paper with trembling hands to continue to harm.

Hmm... He didn't know that the Yongning Hou Mansion was so poor that they couldn't even afford a few pieces of pine paper.

He Zheng looked funny, and felt joy from the inside out. He took a brush and laughed a few times, then drew a few more strokes, and finally couldn't help laughing again, smoking like a lunatic. unusual.

Xia Jin: ...

In the end, the two worked together to make more than 20 sheets. Seeing that it was getting late, they thought about packing up the things and continuing tomorrow. They called Lang Shun and Cheng Ming (He Zheng's book boy) to come down the mountain together and drive home without mentioning it.