Luo Qingyu was a secret agent in her previous life, so tracing and painting is naturally a compulsory homework, but at that time her painting was infinitely close to the real thing, trying to be realistic, like a foreign oil painting. www>

This time, she draws freehand Chinese without a teacher. With just a few strokes, a character appears vividly on the paper, with both form and spirit...

Putting down the last stroke with unsatisfactory intentions, she let out a sigh of satisfaction.

Who said she can't draw freehand brushwork?

Take a look at this picture, you can describe that person's character with just a few strokes...[

Hey, no!She obviously wanted to copy the paperwork>

Moreover, the painting is still——this perverted great national teacher!

Luo Qingyu woke up suddenly, and subconsciously looked at the document. The words on the document were gone, but she hadn't written a single word!

sky!Sure enough, I have been tortured by him for a long time, and my head is not working!

If he found out, how would he laugh at her? !

She also didn't care about admiring her own painting skills, crumpled the painting into a mess, and threw it into the wastebasket next to it.

After thinking about it, she felt that it was not right, so she took out the ball of paper and tore it up carefully, and she was sure that it could not be put together again, so she threw the handful of paper into the wastebasket.

After destroying the painting, Luo Qingyu began to worry about the document that had disappeared.

She didn't know the words on it, so naturally she didn't remember the content, where should she get another copy?

She looked up at the tall pile of documents on the table, and suddenly felt a move in her heart.

There are so many documents this time, even if she finishes copying them, the Grand Master may not read them all.

Why don't she write a double copy, and maybe she can get away with it by mixing it in...

She picked through the documents and was about to choose one.

"What are you doing?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Luo Qingyu trembled slightly, startled by the sudden voice.

But she was a secret agent after all, she had stolen documents several times in her previous life, and was almost caught on the spot, she was able to deal with it calmly, so naturally she can do it this time.

She raised her head calmly, glanced at the great master who suddenly appeared in the room like a ghost, and said calmly: "The disciple is copying the documents. I just finished one and I am planning to copy the next one."

Master Daguo raised his eyebrows slightly, glanced at her, and his eyes fell on the document that Luo Qingyu hadn't had time to copy, and said lightly: "Then show the copied one to the teacher." Look."

Luo Qingyu's heart skipped a beat! [

Why doesn't he open which pot and lift which pot? !

She paused her fingers: "This..."

"What?" The Grand Master stood beside her, leaning sideways on the desk, looking at her leisurely.

Luo Qingyu's heart moved, anyway, the words on the opened original documents disappeared after opening, how did he know which one was which>

She picked up a book at random and fooled around, maybe it would be over.

She calmly took a copy that she had just copied and handed it over: "This is it, Master, please read it." Bleak 

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