Miss Crazy Seven

Chapter 838 It Was an Endorsement ([-], Asking for a Monthly Ticket)

In a blink of an eye, three days have passed...

The ancient bell rang again, everyone put down the books in their hands, and slumped on the table as if they had collapsed.

"I feel like I've died once, but I didn't expect memorization to be so scary." Situ Qingyin murmured lying on the table, glanced at Su Changle, straightened up again, and was very excited, "Changle, aren't you tired?"

"Tired, okay, after reading it, I feel empty." Su Changle shrugged and said with a smile.

"Hmph, arrogance, it seems that I didn't memorize it, so I'll be eliminated if I can't write it by dictation!" Behind me, a fat woman muttered.

Many people looked over gloatingly. Everyone was tired, but she was the only one who was still sitting upright. It was obvious that she didn't memorize it. Hmph, she deserved it.

Suddenly, Situ Qingyin pointed to the front, "Look at that Gong Wujue, he seems to be fine."

It was only then that everyone remembered that there was such a person. They all looked over and saw that Gong Wujue was sitting upright like Su Changle, with a domineering aura and a sense of coldness all over his body. collapse.

Su Changle twitched the corner of her mouth, Gong Wujue did not disappoint me.

After less than half a cup of tea, someone came to take away all the books on the table, only to hear a familiar bell ringing, and the old man said loudly, "Okay, let's start writing!"

"It's so fast, why don't people take a break." Situ Qingyin wailed, picked up the pen and paper with pain on his face, scratched his ears and began to write silently.

Su Changle took a sip of water calmly, rubbed her chin and squinted her eyes for a while, then picked up the pen in a calm manner.

The old man glanced at her, and was quite surprised to see her so calm and composed. This He Gong Wujue really has a shadow of that person, no matter what he does, he is so calm and composed.

Not bad!He stroked his beard and nodded in satisfaction.

Once Su Changle entered the state, she couldn't stop writing. She could feel as if a motor was installed on her body, and the contents of the book went through her mind for a while before writing it out.

In a short time, she had already written more than a dozen pieces of paper.

Situ Qingyin had a headache from writing, so she stopped to rest for a while, and when she heard the sound of pen and ink coming from her side, she turned her head slightly, and her eyes widened immediately.The girl was like drawing a picture, flowing without blinking her eyelids.

If she hadn't been able to see the words on it clearly from her close distance, she would probably think that she was really drawing.I sighed in my heart, as expected of Su Changle, she was so awesome!

In a blink of an eye, it was another day, and there were many people who suddenly vomited while writing, some chose to give up, and some dealt with it a little and continued to write.Su Changle finally felt a little sore hands, stopped and twisted her neck, looked at the thick stack of rice paper at the corner of the table, and almost finished writing a hundred chapters, but she, Su Changle, always has a beginning and an end, if she has enough time, she doesn't mind writing all the chapters. finish writing.

Feeling lazy, he glanced at Gong Wujue who was still buried in writing in front of him, chuckled lightly, and picked up his pen again.

The writing brush she uses is not as smooth as the fountain pen, otherwise it is estimated that the writing will be faster, it seems that she has to find a chance to invent some duck feather pens, maybe she can make a lot of money.

"Sister Changle, what are you doing, let us out to play!"

In the bracelet space, Mi Yue's voice resounded faintly.

Su Changle raised her eyebrows, "I'm busy, let's play."

(End of this chapter)