Domestic koi little doctor's wife

Chapter 75 Chapter 75

The shopkeeper didn't want Zhen Moxin to do such a thing, he hesitated and said: "This..."

Li Fengqiu knew that Zhen Moxin was showing timidity on the spot, so he gave him a disdainful sideways glance, and stepped forward to snatch the shopkeeper's words: "Brother Mo Xin is right, the student wants to compete with his cousin in calligraphy."

Wen Zhinian didn't say much, he just said: "Then let's start!"

For some reason, the shopkeeper became nervous.

Previously, he saw that girl and Li Fengjun were full of confidence, and he believed that Li Fengjun's handwriting was better than Zhen Moxin, who wrote like a dog, so he agreed with them to compete in the store, and invited Wen Zhinian to be an arbitrator.

As a result, Zhen Mo was playing tricks.

Nervous, he immediately asked his nephew to bring a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Li Fengqiu pretended to be modest, Li Fengjun curled his lips, went over to write with his sleeves up, and copied the first [-] words of the synopsis of "University Yanyi".

Li Fengqiu's face turned pale inch by inch, and then sweat seeped out from his forehead, nose tip, and chin. The sweat flowed more and more, so that his back began to slowly become wet.

Zhen Moxin's two big eyes were about to drop.

Wen Zhinian and the store manager also expressed surprise and admiration. When he finished writing, the sweat beads on the faces of Li Fengqiu and Zhen Moxin rolled down like soybeans, falling off one by one.

Wen Zhinian stepped forward to salute with fists in his hands, and asked with a smile, "I don't know who is my teacher?"

Li Fengjun bowed to the respected president, and replied: "When I was young, my grandfather taught himself to copy the "Yan Qinli Stele". Later, my grandfather saw that the boy was stubborn and difficult to teach, so he asked Liu Gong to copy the "Diamond Sutra."

In fact, when he was a child, he was considered a hardworking child.

However, no matter how hard you try, this is also a history of blood and tears.

Grandpa is okay, he is a relative from the next generation, and grandpa passed away before he could teach for a few years.

Father is different, often forcing him to copy calligraphy and copybooks of various celebrities.

He remembered that time when he came back from school, he vowed never to study again, angrily threw all the pens, inks, papers, inkstones, and books at home into the stove and turned them into ashes, so angry that his father punished him to copy books at home for nearly half a year.

What Yan style, Liu style, and Wang Xizhi's "Lanting Collection Preface" have all been copied.

Wen Zhinian nodded appreciatively. Although his writing skills are a little immature, he is not lacking in strength of character. It is very rare to be able to write such calligraphy at his age. As long as someone guides him correctly, his calligraphy will surely become self-contained in time. faction.

He inevitably developed a heart of loving and cherishing talents, and praised Li Fengjun with rare words of praise.

Wang Luohua didn't recognize Wen Zhinian, but at first glance he was a very learned gentleman. Hearing him praise Li Fengjun so much, she also felt proud in her heart, and her little face flushed with excitement.

Li Fengqiu turned his head and glanced at her, his face flushed again.

Wen Zhinian asked again: "Where is my little friend studying now?"

"..."

read?

Read a furball!
Although Li Fengjun thought this in his heart, for some reason, facing Wen Zhinian, he also became more polite, and was about to answer truthfully, but Zhen Moxin, who was next to him, seized the opportunity and said: "Mr. Hui, he is brother Fengqiu. My cousin is now at home and never reads."

"Don't study?" Wen Zhinian frowned, "It's a pity, I don't know my little friend..." He thought for a while, and said, "I would like to come to my Mingde Academy to study."

"..."

Mingde Academy?

It turned out that this gentleman and Uncle Helan belonged to the same academy.

Wang Luohua immediately felt cordial. She naturally hoped that Li Fengjun could go to study, but she didn't know the embarrassing things about Li Fengjun in the school back then.

She was just about to push him to agree, but he had already waved his hand and refused: "Thank you for your kindness, sir, it's just that the kid is born loose, and I really can't stand the rules in the school."

Wang Luohua saw that he declined, although she was a little disappointed, but Li Fengjun's performance today was enough to make her overjoyed, so this disappointment quickly dissipated.

In the past few years, Li Fengjun has been using the name of a little bully to hang around outside, and it is not easy to get him to take care of him.

At least, he agreed to copy the book, which is a good start.

Wen Zhinian said disappointedly: "It's so...... What a pity." He looked at Li Fengqiu again, "Fengqiu, it's your turn."

Li Fengqiu had to be taught by his grandfather when he was young. At that time, he and Li Fengjun sat together every day. Li Fengjun had no personality and often harassed him.

Grandfather had no choice but to separate them.

Back then, my grandfather also praised Li Fengjun for his cleverness and good handwriting, but his temper was too stubborn and he couldn't be quiet for a moment, so he ordered him to read Liu Gongquan's "Diamond Sutra" to calm down.

Later, with a fire, Li Fengjun burned all the books.

For so many years, he refused to learn to write well, made all kinds of absurd jokes in school, and caused all kinds of unimaginable disasters. How could he suddenly write so well?
Even if it is better than Zhen Moxin's dog planer, it is impossible to be better than him.

It's also strange that he is one year older than Li Fengjun, and he has looked down on Li Fengjun who is like a monkey since he was a child, and he even disdains to be with him, as if being with him even brings his bad luck.

He didn't know whether Li Fengjun's handwriting was good or bad, he only knew that when they were young, they wrote together, and he still wrote crookedly, which was out of shape.

Later, when grandfather separated them, he didn't pay much attention to him.

Later, when the family separated, he didn't have the time to pay attention to a notorious little scoundrel who was possessed by a bad star.

Now, let him lose to this ignorant rascal, how can he accept it?

On a scorchingly hot day, he felt chills in his heart, his body was dripping with cold sweat, and he had already revealed his appearance without writing a single word.

After wiping off the sweat from his forehead, when he was writing, he had just written two words, and beads of sweat dripped from his face, just falling on the words he wrote, and he was dizzy into a black mess.

Wen Zhinian sighed softly and shook his head.

The shopkeeper was very happy, but this person is a student of his former classmate and friend after all, so he can't show his joy too much on his face.

Li Fengqiu became more and more nervous. Because of the nervousness, his hands began to tremble and he sweated profusely. When he barely finished writing, he didn't need to be judged, and the winner was already decided.

Zhen Mo's heart was struck by lightning, and he stayed there for a long time, unable to move. He didn't react until Wen Zhinian bought a book and left the library.

He refused to admit it even to the death, and even yelled stubbornly: "I won't swallow it even if I kill it!"

After speaking, as soon as he lost his face, he wanted to escape with oil on the soles of his feet.

Wang Luohua didn't even have time to grab Li Fengjun, he rushed over and kicked him in the back of his knee, he fell to the ground with an "ouch", he grabbed him, and "slapped" his face for three times. hand.

Zhen Moxin is a scholar, and he is not used to being beaten. Li Fengjun only used a third of his strength to beat him until his eyes were full of gold stars, and his face suddenly looked like a fruit shop.

"Who do you think I am, and you are allowed to play tricks! If you dare to say another word, I will see if I will not open your teeth!"

Although Zhen Moxin knew him, he had never been taught how powerful he was. How could he know that he really dared to beat scholars in public, so he was really scared, and immediately begged in every possible way: "Hero, hero, please spare me!"

"What a hero, he is called Grandpa Lao Tzu."

"Grandpa, please forgive me."

"When you swallow the copied book and lose the money, I will spare you!"

Zhen Mo cried bitterly: "This copybook is so thick, how can I eat it?"

Li Fengjun raised his hand and was about to hit him, he was so frightened that he hurriedly said, "I'll eat, can't I eat?"

Li Fengjun threw the manuscript in front of him, he picked it up, closed his eyes, and his heart froze, unable to swallow it several times, Tianfu saw this, and quickly brought a bowl of water considerately.

He melted the paper with water and managed to swallow a few sheets. Finally, he couldn't swallow any more. Seeing the black ink and crumpled paper, he wanted to vomit again. He finally kowtowed for mercy and paid the money.

Throughout the whole process, Li Fengqiu was immersed in the sense of defeat to Li Fengjun and couldn't extricate himself.

When he was young, he thought that except for his appearance, he was better than Li Fengjun in every way.

What should a man do to be so good-looking? It is more important for a man to be talented and beautiful, but not to be a jerk.

He is the hope of the entire old Li family, and even the whole village.

Just wait for him to be admitted to Juren one day, don't say anything else, anyone who comes to beg him to be a farmer will step through the threshold.

Who would have thought that today he lost to Li Fengjun, whom he had always looked down upon, and even lost face in front of his husband.

Shocked by this huge sense of gap and frustration, his fragile little heart shattered to the ground, regardless of whether his classmates and friends were beaten or not.

Zhen Moxin hated him to death, even more than Li Fengjun.

After all, the two of them could be regarded as close friends, but he was so wise and shy that he didn't care about his life or death.

Come to think of it, even making friends with a bully like Li Fengjun is better than him.

He stared at Li Fengqiu resentfully, covered his face with fingerprints, and limped away in embarrassment.

Only then did Li Fengqiu come to his senses, and hurriedly chased him out. Before leaving the door, he turned his head and glanced at Li Fengjun, his eyes full of jealousy.

The shopkeeper didn't dare to use Li Fengjun lightly, for fear that he would make a mistake, and the little bully would go crazy and smash his small shop.

But according to his observation, this little bully is not the kind of person who has no sense of propriety, at least in front of Brother Zhinian, he is still very polite, and he has a bold temperament, keeps his word, and is quite loyal.

Most importantly, he was appreciated by brother Zhinian.

　Thank you Jkp An for the monthly ticket, okay~~
　　
　
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