After being bound by the eating and broadcasting system, I became a heartthrob

Chu Rui grabbed the pen expressionlessly, "Do you still want to learn?"

"Study, learn, learn," Chu Yu didn't dare to pursue any further, and withdrew his scrutiny, put his hands on his legs, straightened his back, and looked sincere.

Chu Rui's gaze swept across his face, and then landed on the paper on the table. He lowered his eyes and handed him the pen, "You write, I'll watch."

Chu Yu took the pen in his hand, dipped some ink, and just about to write, raised his head and looked at Chu Rui anxiously, "What are you writing?"

Chu Rui took a deep breath and said patiently, "Whatever."

"Oh," Chu Yu replied dryly, and then neatly wrote down the two big characters "casual".

Chu Rui, "Do you want me to see whether your pen is smooth enough or whether the ink is thick enough?"

Chu Yu thought for a while, and copied a little poem that she liked very much.

It may be a habit developed on weekdays. After copying, he subconsciously picked up the paper and blew it to dry, looked up and down with satisfaction, and turned his head to find that Chu Rui was looking at him with the eyes of a fool.

Only then did he realize that he wrote it not for himself, and quickly handed it to Chu Rui.

Chu Rui spread the paper flat on the table, and glanced up and down critically with his arms folded, without saying a word.

Chu Yu stood aside obediently, feeling uneasy. He looked at his face, and seeing that he didn't speak, he spoke carefully, "Second Brother, I think my writing is not bad."

Chu Rui raised his eyelids and glanced at him inexplicably, touched his mouth up and down, and said, "It's a mess."

Chu Yu,"……"

His brows were knit together, and he lowered his head bitterly to look at his handwriting, looking left and right, and after a while he wondered if his writing was not that bad.

When he lived alone these years, he never slack off his homework. He often practiced calligraphy on famous copybooks. Not to mention the pen and ink, the calligraphy he wrote was neat and beautiful, right?

Chu Rui doesn't think so.

He took the pen in his hand and wrote the exact same words next to his words.

He raised his wrist lightly, and a pen was like a flower branch in his hand, writing a beautiful chapter on the paper.

If there was no difference at first, but now that the two fonts are put together, Chu Yu's writing is not enough to read.

Chu Rui put away his pen, and said lightly, "Your characters have more than enough shape but not enough spirit, you have skin but no bones, just like the wicker in March, it wobbles when the wind blows."

After hearing what he said, Chu Yu lowered his head thoughtfully, looked at it for a while, raised his head and nodded, "Second Brother, you are right, it seems to be true."

His words hit the nail on the head and were very to the point. After listening to his words, Chu Yu really felt that her words were a bit unsightly.

Unexpectedly, Chu Rui hooked the corner of his mouth invisibly, and the words he said sounded a lot lighter, "However, it's not worthless."

"Hey," Chu Yu was stunned.

Chu Rui patted him on the shoulder and encouraged, "At least I can recognize it."

Chu Yu,"……"

Seeing him lost again like a deflated ball, lying listlessly on the table, a smile flashed in Chu Rui's eyes.

I don't know why, seeing the young man's vivid expression, his previous gloomy mood was swept away, and now he still feels a little happy.

Seeing him picking up a pen to scribble and write again, Chu Rui turned sideways and held his hand from behind, "Your posture is wrong, put your thumb up a little more, squeeze it tightly, yes, your wrist must be strong, tsk, you Who taught it?"

Although he spoke with distaste, his hand movements were very gentle. After helping him adjust his writing posture, he held his hand and wrote the word "Chu Yu" on the paper.

Chu Yu looked at him with his own written name, appreciating left and right, and clapped his hands happily, full of praise, "It's so beautiful, why can't I write it? Brother Huang, no matter how much you teach me."

He turned his head and looked at Chu Rui beside him with a smile.

Chu Rui's eyes also softened a lot, he let go of Chu Yu's hand, and looked at him with disgust, "You are still far behind, practice more."

Chu Yu was gearing up, "Brother Huang, I think I have a touch."

He confidently picked up the pen and drew the ladle according to the gourd. The result was that the writing was the same as before. Not only did he not improve, but also because he was too deliberate, the writing was crooked and uglier than before.

Chu Yu,"…"

[Yuyu: It's too difficult for me. 】

[Hahaha Yuyu is so pitiful, I can tell from Brother Rui's face that he is two points funny, three points mocking, and five points helpless. 】

[Sister upstairs, you want wl. 】

[Your posture? ? ?What kind of Mary Su's old saying novel is this? ? ? 】

Chu Rui glanced at him meaningfully, "Is this what you said you feel?"

Chu Yu smiled a little forcedly, "It's okay, Second Emperor Brother, I will practice hard every day, and I will definitely improve."

Chu Rui sighed, stood closer to him, and grabbed his hand, "I'll take you to write it again, you read carefully, pay attention to details, raise your wrist and sink your elbow, these are all..."

"Emperor brother???"

Chu Rui's words hadn't finished yet, and Chu Yu hadn't reacted, when he heard a crisp voice, which was full of inconceivable sounds, and he felt a little wronged when he listened carefully.

Raising her head, Chu Qiong was standing on the steps, holding a gadget she found somewhere, looking at them in shock.

【Hey, isn't this Miss Qiong? 】

【Why does it feel like the original partner is being raped in bed...】

[I also feel this way hahahaha, sister Qiong is too cute. 】

[Qiong Mei: The two imperial brothers I like actually didn't take me to play, and got together by themselves? ? ? 】

Chu Rui let go of Chu Yu's hand and took a step back, looking a bit embarrassed, but in order to maintain the majesty of the emperor's brother, he coughed seriously and shouted, "Qiong'er."

Seeing Chu Qiong coming, Chu Yu waved to her with a smile, "Xiao Shi, come and read my handwriting."

Chu Qiong stared at him for a few seconds, stomped her feet, snorted, turned and ran away.

Chu Yu blinked blankly, looked back at Chu Rui, and asked hesitantly, "What's the matter, did I make her angry?"

Chu Rui looked at his round, black and bright eyes, and it took him a long time before he said slowly, "How do I know?"

Chu Yu has a trouble recently.

His little queen seemed to be angry with him, and hadn't come to play with him for several days.

The next day when he went to Changle Palace to look for her, Xiuxiu stopped him at the door and whispered to him, "Your Highness Sixth Prince, the princess has been in a bad mood these days, you should come back in a few days."

After all, she secretly made a few glances at Chu Yu, but Chu Yu didn't notice it, and she was still wondering why Chu Qiong, a close-fitting palace lady, had such a wicked look.

So Chu Yu had no choice but to go back to Tingzhulou in a daze.

It's just that Chu Qiong didn't come these few days, but Chu Jiao came a lot more diligently.

Originally, every time he came, he deliberately avoided Chu Qiong, but these few days when Chu Qiong didn't come, he was free, and came to listen to the bamboo building happily every day, and called it: Come and listen to the scenery of the bamboo building.

Chu Rui, who knew the inside story, sneered at this.

When he heard that the bamboo building belonged to him in name, he had never seen this ignorant little emperor step in.

It’s just that Chu Jiao doesn’t like reading. When Chu Yu was reading, he sat on the chair next to the Listening Wind Pavilion and threw small stones into the small pond outside the Listening Wind Pavilion. some trivial matters.

As soon as Chu Rui came, he disappeared like a mouse seeing a cat.

If we talk about the personalities among the princes, the eighth prince and the second prince are very different. One hates reading, and the other is stuck in books all day long and is unwilling to come out.

On this day, it was hard to find that Chu Rui and Chu Qiong were not there, and Chu Jiao sat next to Chu Yu, but looked a little depressed.

The sound of Chu Yu turning the pages of the book was accompanied by his sighing, which made him not in the mood to read, so he put down the book and asked Chu Jiao, "What's wrong with you?"

Chu Jiao shook his head old-fashionedly, "Brother Liuhuang, you don't understand."

As he spoke, he let out another deep sigh.

Chu Yu was amused by his appearance, "How do you know if I understand if you don't tell me?"

Chu Jiao didn't speak, but rested his chin with both hands.

Chu Yu tilted her head, "Let me guess, you were scolded by the master again? You quarreled with Chu Qiong again? Which classmate did you quarrel with again?"

Chu Jiao said angrily, "Brother Sixth Emperor, do you think I am such a person?"

Chu Yu couldn't bear to nod.

Chu Jiao's face darkened, and it took a long time before he spoke, and said sullenly, "Sister Xiaoqian has ignored me for five days."

Chu Yu knew that the sister Xiaoqian he was talking about was Jiang Qian, the weak little daughter of the Minister of Rites, Chu Jiao's crush, Chu Qiong had already told him with embellishment.

After hearing his words, Chu Yu also sighed to comfort him, and put a hand on his shoulder sympathetically, "I understand how you feel, Xiao Shi also ignored me for five days."

Chu Jiao was so angry that he shook his hand away, "This... this is not the same thing at all, okay?"

He sighed deeply, "I used to send jewelry and rouge to little sister Xiaoqian every day, but these few days I was just playing with you, Brother Huang, and when I got back, I forgot about this matter, and she ignored me. "

Chu Yu saw the troubled look on his young Huaichun's face, and asked him curiously, "Do you really like her? Why don't you just ask His Majesty to give you a marriage?"

Seeing him questioning his feelings, Chu Jiao retorted loudly, "That's natural, sister Xiaoqian is pretty and gentle, but...just..."

His voice gradually decreased, and he said in a low voice, "It's just...but I'm not ready yet. Even the second emperor brother hasn't married a wife yet, so why should I worry?"

Chu Yu gave him a funny look, "I just think that if I fall in love with a girl, I will marry her home no matter what."

Chu Jiao snorted and asked back, "Brother Huang, do you know what it means to really like it?"

This is hard for Chu Yu.

He thought for a while, then hesitated and said, "Probably...I want to see her every day. I don't see her every day like three autumns. When I see her, my heart beats hard and I feel dizzy. I want to get close to her."

I don't know if it's true, but it says so in the scriptures.

Chu Jiao was stunned after hearing this.

I want to see him every day. I don’t see him every day like three autumns. When I see him, my heart beats hard and I feel dizzy. I want to get close to him. This is not... this is not...

He didn't know what he thought of, he stood up suddenly, gritted his teeth, and said loudly to Chu Yu, "I don't like you if you are passionate!"

Before Chu Yu could react, he turned around and ran out.

Chu Yu,"……"

He was a little dazed now after offending Little Huangmei and Xiaohuangdi two people in succession.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your nutrient solution and Lei He’s comments, I’ll show you Brother Rui’s abdominal muscles (take off Chu Rui’s clothes)