Mengfei Qiqi

Chapter 739

The scholar was very busy, after hearing Ye Qiqi's words, he raised his head and glanced at her, then lowered his head and asked casually, "What do you want a pen for?"

"Write your wish on the lamp." Ye Qiqi replied naturally.

"Just you?" The scholar raised his head again, looking at her with disdain in his eyes, and said, "Little girl, do you know how to read? Can you write? I'll lend you the brush, what do you use?" Is it?"

"..."

Ye Qiqi looked at the scholar speechlessly, and after a while, he took his words and said, "If I can't write, why should I borrow a pen from you? Have you been reading for so many years, and you've become so stupid?"

"You!" The scholar raised his head, glared at Ye Qiqi, then lowered his head again and said, "No loan!"

"If you don't borrow it, don't borrow it. What's the big deal, I'll find someone else to borrow it!" After making a face at the scholar, Ye Qiqi grabbed Mo Hanqing's hand and planned to walk to another booth.

"Hey, listen up, all of you."

The scholar who was writing with his head down suddenly raised his head after hearing Ye Qiqi's words, and said to the people around who were helping others write wishes: "You are not allowed to lend her your brush, do you hear me?"

The few scholars around who were busy writing their wishes looked at Ye Qiqi in unison after hearing this sentence.

The scholar looked at Ye Qiqi with a smug expression on his face and said, "These are all my classmates. If I tell them not to lend you a writing brush, they won't lend you a writing brush. If you want to write a wish , just obediently go to the back to line up, young age, pretend to be educated."

"You!!" After hearing what he said, Ye Qiqi suddenly lost his temper.

This person is simply too annoying. It's fine if she doesn't want to lend a pen to others, and it's fine if she laughs at others for being uneducated, and even makes her companion not to lend her a pen! !
This kind of thing is simply unbearable.

Without even thinking about it, Ye Qiqi slapped the table in front of the scholar and said, "Do you want to borrow my writing brush!?"

"I just won't lend it to you, what can you do to me?" The scholar glanced at Ye Qiqi, and said with a humble expression on his face.

"..."

Ye Qiqi lowered her head, gritted her teeth and tried to tell herself to restrain herself as much as possible.

"How, how, if I don't give it to you, can you still come and grab it?" The scholar continued to challenge Ye Qiqi: "Little girl, it's not that I look down on you, I stand up right now, put the brush Raise it in your hand, if you can get the brush in my hand, I will lend it to you, how about it?"

Mo Hanqing stood beside Ye Qiqi, and after hearing what the scholar said, he couldn't help squinting his eyes. Just as he was about to go up and teach the ignorant scholar a lesson, Ye Qiqi suddenly stretched out a small slender Arm came, without saying a word, grabbed the scholar by the neckline, and lifted him up.

"Hey...you...you...you put me down quickly." Before the scholar realized what was going on, he was already in the air.

His feet fluttered in the air, but they couldn't touch the ground no matter what.

Ye Qiqi narrowed his eyes and looked at the person he was holding.

Speaking of which, the scholars are really powerless, and their bodies are light and light, which is much easier to carry than the guards in the prime minister's mansion.

(End of this chapter)