It didn't take long for Tezuka to adapt to the study and life of Lihai University. It has been a week since that conversation, and he did not respond to the topic of that conversation with Sanada. Although Genichiro Sanada was anxious for him, he just faced The indifferent Tezuka had no choice but to temporarily suppress his mood.

After Tezuka joined the Calligraphy Club, I don't know if his attention was slightly diverted. He seemed to be in a good mood, and sometimes he would communicate with his classmates.

On this day, after lunch, Tezuka Kunimitsu came to the calligraphy club of Lihai University. It was the noon break, and there were almost no other students near the calligraphy club on the west side of the school.

Not long after Tezuka Kunimitsu joined the Lihai University Affiliated High School Calligraphy Club, he discovered that there were not many members in the Calligraphy Club. Even with himself, there were only 12 members. Tezuka even guessed that the reason why there were so few members was probably because The reason why there is such a minister with facial paralysis is that the school probably retains this club with the fewest members in the whole school because of the numerous awards the members bring back every year.

Time was a little tight, and after arriving at the calligraphy club, Tezuka didn't have time to change into the short clothes of the calligraphy club. When he was hesitating whether to go to the locker room to change, Sanada had already raised his head. He looked at Tezuka and said; "You coming."

"Yeah." Tezuka walked over.

Sanada got up and knelt down to the side, gave up the front position to Tezuka, and said, "I have already arranged the calligraphy tools, let's start now."

Most of the calligraphy club's homework is done at home. There is only one club class every week, and the time is really limited. In order to get familiar with the calligraphy club as soon as possible, since this week, Sanada will wait at the calligraphy club at noon every day to help Tezuka guide practise.

Usually in elementary school, the school will offer calligraphy classes, but this calligraphy is not a compulsory course. After entering junior high school, Tezuka did not choose to practice calligraphy, so he is still quite unfamiliar with practicing calligraphy, so naturally he can't follow the lessons he has already learned. Compared with Sanada, who has practiced calligraphy for more than ten years, the activities of the calligraphy club in the past two weeks have only stayed in practicing the most basic brush strokes.

After Tezuka sat down on his knees, he began to practice his posture with a pen and ink. After writing a few words, he was corrected by Genichiro Sanada: "Don't be too stiff in your back, and relax your wrists a little."

Tezuka changed his posture slightly, and continued to practice brushwork. After half an hour of practice, Sanada took out a book note and handed it to Tezuka, and explained; "Linmo is the most basic homework for learning calligraphy, so I will give you Bring a book post, you can try to be impatient."

Tezuka Kunimitsu put down the writing brush in his hand, he took the book sticker and opened it to take a look. Even a layman like Tezuka couldn't help admiring the bright and elegant font on the book sticker, and specially used a small black font on the side. Annotating the characters is enough to see that Sanada's efforts in calligraphy are definitely not inferior to tennis.

Tezuka liked this style of font just by glancing at it. He praised: "It's a very beautiful font. I don't know what genre this font belongs to?"

After hearing Tezuka's words, Sanada said with some embarrassment: "This is not a famous genre, it's just written by myself."

Tezuka looked up at him in surprise, a little unbelievable, and asked, "You wrote this post?"

Sanada Genichiro nodded.

Tezuka turned a few more pages forward, the paper was filled with the fragrance of ink, the pages were clean and tidy, and the annotations were rigorous and serious. Tezuka closed the book and said heartily: "It's really amazing."

"You are too much." Sanada turned his head awkwardly, revealing his slightly red earlobes. The Emperor Lihai who was praised was still very shy.

Tezuka asked curiously; "Then is your current calligraphy also like this?"

"This is the font I practiced a few years ago." Sanada said casually, picked up the brush on the pen holder, dipped the inkstone into the inkstone, and swiped the brush. On the white paper were four vigorous and powerful characters—Tezuka Kunimitsu !

After closing the pen, Genichiro Sanada was stunned for a moment, wait, he obviously wanted to write the four characters "Fenglin Volcano", why did he write Tezuka Kunimitsu in one stroke?

Immediately, Sanada's hand holding the writing brush froze in mid-air.

Tezuka blinked and looked at the four Chinese characters on the white paper, not knowing what to do.

"Ah, I'm sorry." Sanada was about to take away the paper on the table, but was stopped by Tezuka, but when Tezuka's left hand pressed the white paper, his left cuff touched the writing brush that Sanada was still holding in his hand, A black ink stain was immediately stained on the cuff. ;

Sanada put down the writing brush in his hand and looked at Tezuka in bewilderment. After a while, he pursed his lips tightly and said in a deep voice to Tezuka Kunimitsu, "Sorry!".

"It's none of your business." Tezuka changed his posture and said, "Next time I will remember to wear the club's short jacket when I participate in the calligraphy club's activities."

Sanada didn't speak. After a while, he stood up and said to Tezuka Kunimitsu: "I have a spare shirt, you can put it on first." After that, he opened a paper door behind him and brought Tezuka along with him. walked in.

Behind it is the changing room of the calligraphy club. Tezuka also has a wardrobe in it, but it seems that there is only a set of short clothes for the calligraphy club in his locker now, and Genichiro Sanada, who has served as the president of the calligraphy club for three years, The things in the locker are relatively rich.

He took out a set of spare shirts from the bottom drawer and handed them to Tezuka Kunimitsu, and said in a low voice, "The shirts may be a little too big, please make some."

Tezuka Kunimitsu nodded; "Thank you."

Because the Calligraphy Club didn't have a separate compartment, and they were all boys, Tezuka turned his back and unbuttoned his clothes.

Sanada stared at Tezuka, whose back was turned to him, so embarrassed that he didn't know what to do. Does this person usually change clothes in front of everyone like this? He is really too lax. No, they are all boys, what are you doing? Be so nervous.

Tezuka, who had already taken off his clothes, revealed his fair back, beautiful shoulder blades and smooth body line... Worse, Sanada found himself afraid to look down any further, and an inexplicable hot feeling hit Sanada's face , he turned around quickly, and said in a rough voice: "You change your clothes slowly first, I'll go out and wait for you."

Tezuka Kunimitsu agreed, and continued changing clothes without looking back.After Sanada finished speaking, he quickly opened the paper door and hurried out.

When Tezuka changed his clothes and came out, Sanada had already returned to his usual serious face. He looked up at Tezuka who came over. His shirt was a little too big. After Tezuka rolled up his cuffs, he sat beside Sanada and looked at The dried ink on the table: "Give these four characters to me. I heard that only a few people in Lihai University can receive Sanada's calligraphy."

"You..." The dumb-mouthed Sanada really didn't know how to proceed, so he turned his head awkwardly and let Tezuka deal with the sticker on the table with the four characters 'Tezuka Kunimitsu' written on it.

Tezuka put away the book stickers and copybooks on the table, put his shirt in the handbag and said to Sanada, "Thank you for the book stickers and the copybooks."

"Well, it's just a sticker." Sanada looked at the tote bag with Tezuka's shirt on the table and said; "I'm sorry for making your shirt dirty. I will take it home and wash it today."

Tezuka Kunimitsu frowned slightly; "I said it's none of your business."

"Where are you talking?" After finishing speaking, Sanada took the handbag before Tezuka could speak again; "It's almost time for class, let's go back to the classroom together."

Was this man always ignoring other people's opinions?Tezuka was a little annoyed, but seeing that he was persistent, he stopped insisting.

Sanada stood up and was about to go out, but found that Tezuka was still standing there, so he turned around and asked curiously: "What's the matter, don't you want to go back to the classroom?"

"You're still wearing the short jacket of the Calligraphy Club."

"..."

After school, when Sanada returned to his house, he couldn't help but look around a few times. It was good that no one noticed. Sanada quickly hugged his schoolbag and handbag and prepared to go directly into the backyard.

"Uncle!"

A sudden childish voice stopped Genichiro Sanada, Sanada heard the voice behind, and reluctantly turned his head to look at the little boy who suddenly jumped out.

"Is something wrong?" Why is it that the more I look at this dead child, the more I hate it.

"Grandpa Zeng fined me to write 100 brush characters, you have to help me." Although he was asking for help, Sanada Zuosuke raised his chin proudly and spoke with confidence.

Genichiro Sanada's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he endured it again and again before suppressing the anger in his heart. He refused, "It's absolutely impossible."

"Ah, what is Genichiro holding in his hand?" Zuosuke saw the extra handbag in Sanada's hand at a glance, and rubbed it over, curiously pulling it away to look inside.

Sanada was so angry that he touched his head, and scolded: "You impolite guy, are you trying to get along?"

"It doesn't matter if you look at it!" The sharp-eyed Zuosuke had already pulled out Tezuka's shirt from the handbag, but when he saw what was in his hand, he was a little disappointed; "What, it's just a shirt .”

Sanada snatched back the shirt and snorted coldly, preparing to leave.

"Wait, this doesn't seem to be Genichiro's shirt." Sasuke tilted his head and looked at Sanada curiously.

"It's none of your business!" Sanada glared at Zuosuke bitterly.

"If you have a dirty shirt, don't you just hand it over to Auntie?"

"Shut up!" Sanada looked around nervously and then glared at him again.

"But..." Seeing Genichiro Sanada's expression, although he didn't know what it was, Zuo Zhu felt very happy to see him deflated. Uncle, send the shirt to Auntie for cleaning."

Sanada snorted coldly; "You don't need to worry about it."

"It's okay, I'm willing to help little uncle run errands."

"Who wants your help?" Sanada snorted, left Zuosuke behind, and walked into the courtyard of the atrium, pretending to be calm.

After returning to his room in the backyard, Sanada unfolded the white shirt he had been holding in his hand. The black mark on the cuff of the snow-white shirt looked very obtrusive.Inexplicably, Sanada buried her face in the shirt and sniffed it lightly, it seemed to be the smell of aloe vera laundry detergent.

Uh, but how do you get the ink marks off the cuffs?Do you want to send the shirt to your aunt for washing? The aunt will definitely see that it is not your shirt. How will you answer then?

In the washbasin of the bathroom in the bedroom, after Sanada soaked his clothes in it, he found that there was no laundry detergent. Rub it vigorously...

The author has something to say: the annual leave is over, and the update is resumed. A new chapter was inserted before this chapter, so I suggest you read Chapter 35 directly.

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