The Great Master of Picking Up Girls

It was windy and snowy, and Zhang Dong was driving on the way back to Qiao's house.

Sitting in the carriage, Xiao Qiao and the maid Xiao Lan had weird expressions on their faces, their scorching gazes were cast on Zhang Dong's mountainous back, and their hearts were really full of thoughts.

They never dreamed that a groom was a great writer who could compose such magnificent poems, and he was also a peerless calligrapher. Zhou Yu, who was famous for his talent, was ashamed to write calligraphy.

But this originally beautiful date was completely ruined by Zhang Dong, Zhou Yu no longer had the face to be with Xiao Qiao, so he ended the date early.

The wheels made a creaking sound when they were pressed against the snow, and the snowflakes hit her face, and some of them landed on Xiao Qiao's delicate face, which woke her up and asked softly: "Zhang Dong, since you have such a tall Talented, why..."

Zhang Dong interrupted her and said, "Second Miss, how can you judge that I have great talent? In fact, I am just an ordinary groom. The poem I understood was really written by an expert in my dream, and I By myself, I can make a few doggerels at most."

Xiao Qiao was stunned, and said again: "Well, you didn't write those two poems yourself, but an expert in your dream, but your calligraphy is gorgeous and unparalleled, you can't deny it?"

"Second Miss, my handwriting is indeed not shameful, but no matter how good the handwriting is, I can't eat it, I can't wear it, and it can't relieve the suffering of the common people. Therefore, as long as the handwriting is correct and clear, so that others can recognize it, it's fine. Knowledge is the most important thing." Zhang Dong said seriously.

"But good handwriting can sell money and improve your own life." Xiao Qiao retorted unconvinced, "What have you experienced, that you want to humiliate yourself as a groom like this?"

"Miss Er, calligraphy can indeed be sold for money, but I always think that calligraphy does not create value, and it is more meaningful than ordinary people multiplying a catty of grain." Zhang Dong said seriously, "I did not insult myself, I like the job of groom, groom It is not a humble job. This society cannot lack grooms, maidservants, and ordinary people who grow food. In fact, these working people are the ones who really create value. They may not be as noble as those rulers. In my mind, people All people are equal, and the world would be a better place if everyone could be as content with their career as I am."

Xiao Qiao and Xiao Lan were stunned as if struck by lightning. In this era, has anyone ever thought so deeply?Has anyone ever come up with the idea that all people are equal?To their ears, this kind of thinking beyond this era is really outrageous, but it also exudes amazing charm and wisdom, which deeply attracted them.

After pondering for an unknown amount of time, the two beauties gradually came to their senses. Their eyes shone with reverence and projected on Zhang Dong's back. It seemed that this man had walked into their hearts at this moment, making them feel forever. Unforgettable.

"Mr. Zhang, I want to report to my father to ask you to be my teacher. You won't refuse, will you?" Xiao Qiao said suddenly.

"Second Miss, I'm not qualified to be your teacher, don't scare me." Zhang Dong shook his head repeatedly, his voice a little panicked.

"Hehe..." Xiao Qiao laughed like a string of silver bells, "Stop pretending, I don't know how courageous you are, you teased Mr. Zhou enough today, why don't you dare to be my teacher? "

"Second miss, I really didn't tease Mr. Zhou. I just saw that you were eating so deliciously, but the groom could only go hungry. I felt very upset. So I taught Mr. Zhou a lesson, so that he understands that people can't be judged by appearances, and sea water can't be measured. The truth is, put away your arrogance, and you will be able to achieve a greater cause in the future." Zhang Dong explained.

"Okay, a lesson is more serious than a tease. Your fox tail is showing. If you can teach a talented person like Mr. Zhou a lesson, do you still dare to say that you are not qualified to be my teacher?" Xiao Qiao said angrily.

"Second Miss, I like being a groom, not a teacher. I like to be low-key, not high-key, please understand." Zhang Dong said softly.

"The big hermit hides in the court, the middle hermit lives in the city, and the little hermit hides in the wild. You are obviously a big hermit, so you should be a high official. It really hurts you to be a groom in my family. My family can't afford it, so you still Stop being a groom, and be my teacher." Xiao Qiao looked at Zhang Dong expectantly.

"Second miss, let me reiterate that being a groom is not a humble profession. I have a soft spot for being a groom. Well, as long as you keep a secret for me, I will be your groom while exchanging calligraphy with you. As for knowledge, I It's really limited. Otherwise, I can only leave Qiao's house." Zhang Dong said.

"a man of his words."

Xiao Qiao's face showed a look of victory, and she once again looked at the calligraphy that Zhang Dong had just written, which she held in her palm like a treasure with fascinated eyes.

Zhang Dong also showed a triumphant smile on his face. He showed his hand in front of Xiao Qiao, and finally attracted her attention. He will have many opportunities to get along with her in the future, and he is not high-profile, and has not attracted the attention of other members of the Qiao family. Pay attention, lest it will be difficult to finish in the future, so he jokingly said: "Second Miss, I was wrong, it was the groom's words, and it is hard to follow."

Xiao Qiao and Xiao Lan laughed coquettishly in unison, and the melodious laughter lingered in the air for a long time.

After going back, Xiao Qiao somehow persuaded Mr. Qiao to allow Zhang Dong to enter the first floor of Xiao Qiao's residence, Shuxiang Building, at any time.As for the second floor, it was Xiao Qiao's boudoir, so Zhang Dong was naturally not allowed to enter.

The next morning, the servant girl Xiaolan invited Zhang Dong to the Shuxiang Building and took him into a spacious and bright study room. She saw several bookshelves against the wall filled with ancient books, and two mahogany desks were placed in the center of the study room. On it were the Four Treasures of the Study, and Xiao Qiao, who was wearing a light yellow ancient costume and had fluttering hair, was sitting at the desk imitating the calligraphy Zhang Dong wrote yesterday. Seeing Zhang Dong coming, she greeted him with a strong fragrance, and made a blessing, She said coquettishly, "Xiao Qiao pays his respects to the teacher."

Looking at this beautiful and fragrant beauty, Zhang Dong couldn't help but feel turbulent, but he said with a straight face, "Second Miss, we made an agreement yesterday, we just communicate with each other, why did we change our mind?"

Xiao Qiao rolled her bright eyes, smiled slyly, and said: "Yesterday I came back to appreciate your work and almost lost my mind. I told myself that if I miss a strange person like you as a teacher, I will regret it for the rest of my life, so , I still decided to worship you as my teacher, you said, how do you promise me?"

"As long as you marry me." Zhang Dong murmured in his heart, but of course it was hard to say, and he said seriously: "Second Miss, I will not agree to be your teacher, although I don't care Teacher-student love, but I can promise you, as long as you don't dislike it, I will be your groom for the rest of your life."

In Zhang Dong's eyes, Little Qiao is a beautiful mare, and he is the groom who drives the horse. Of course, the same is true for Big Joe, and he has almost tamed the horse.

This is why Zhang Dong has a soft spot for the profession of groom!

Even in her dreams, Xiao Qiao would never have imagined that Zhang Dong, a groom, was so different and so malicious, and she didn't understand what it meant to be a teacher-student relationship. Since Zhang Dong was willing to be her groom for the rest of her life, then when It doesn't matter if he doesn't become her teacher, anyway, he will always be with her, and it is quite convenient to ask for advice or calligraphy.So, like Big Joe, she said in surprise: "I will never dislike you."

"Thank you, Miss." Zhang Dong secretly smiled, but pretended to be grateful.

"It's me who should thank you." Xiao Qiao's pretty face was full of excitement, and she secretly thought that this groom should be the most knowledgeable groom in history. What an honor is this?

So Zhang Dong began to teach Xiao Qiao, and Xiao Lan listened intently after making tea.

Zhang Dongrong has mastered the fonts of many great calligraphers, and naturally he taught calligraphy in a set way. First, he cited the postures of holding the brush, and then demonstrated several methods of holding the brush. He wrote some basic strokes, and the two copy.

Xiao Qiao and Xiao Lan really admired Zhang Dong now, and followed Zhang Dong's instructions meticulously.

Seeing the two beauties sitting in front of the desk with graceful postures, holding the brushes with plain hands, and writing seriously, Zhang Dong was really fascinated, his eyes were burning, he turned his eyes, walked to Xiao Qiao, took a deep breath of the refreshing fragrance, and With a contented face and a look of enjoyment, he said softly: "Second Miss, there is something wrong with the way you hold the pen, it should be like this..."

He grabbed the pen in Xiao Qiao's hand, demonstrated it, and then handed it to Xiao Qiao. Xiao Qiao imitated Zhang Dong's posture just now, blowing like a blue breath and asked: "Mr. Zhang, is that so?"

"It's still a bit wrong, it should be like this."

Zhang Dong grabbed Xiao Qiao's wrist with his left hand, and moved her fingers with his right hand to correct her pen holding posture.

Skin to skin touched, Xiao Qiao's delicate body trembled slightly, rich rouge appeared on her flamboyantly pretty face, which looked glamorous and glamorous, a shyness flashed in her beautiful eyes, and she wanted to break free, but she couldn't help but look at her. Seeing Dong's serious look, she dismissed the idea again and let Zhang Dong do whatever he wanted.

Zhang Dong secretly lamented the beauty of this kind of contact, and wanted to hold it like this forever, but he knew deeply that he couldn't startle the snake, and couldn't be abrupt and beautiful, otherwise, all previous efforts would be wasted, so he quickly let go.

Xiao Qiao began to write with the correct posture of holding the pen, and she felt a little more agile, and the written words seemed to look better. She was immediately happy for her progress, and a flowery smile appeared on her pretty face.

Zhang Dong pointed her for a while, then went to tease Xiaolan, grabbed Xiaolan's plain hand, and corrected her pen holding posture.

For Xiao Lan, even Xiao Qiao acquiesced that Zhang Dong could touch her hand to correct the posture of holding the pen. She didn't realize that Zhang Dong was taking advantage of her, but she still had Xia Fei's cheeks, and she was so ashamed that it made Zhang Dong's heart itch.

From then on, Zhang Dong went to teach Xiao Qiao and Xiaolan how to write during the day, spending time together, and sneaked into Da Qiao's boudoir at night to tell Da Qiao and Xiao Jiu about Journey to the West, deepening their relationship.

Of course, sometimes the two sisters would go out for picnics in Zhang Dong's carriage from time to time, so they could get along with them more openly.

Before they knew it, Zhang Dong became an indispensable person in their lives.

Is the time ripe?