Strategy to develop champions

Chapter 41

Song Mingxuan broke his writing brush in a moment of excitement. Zhao Caifeng knew how much courage it takes to do this, especially for a scholar who relies on pens for his living.

When Zhao Caifeng was a forensic doctor, she would fight desperately with anyone who touched her work bag. Everyone always has some special feelings for their professional tools.For example, sushi makers pay special attention to the knife they use to cut salmon, while calligraphers pay special attention to their calligraphy brushes.Besides... Song Mingxuan's writing brush seems to be the only brush that Zhao Caifeng has seen Song Mingxuan use until now.

Seeing Song Mingxuan's posture, the eldest aunt of the Song family only blamed him: "You are so nice, why did you fold the pen? It's unlucky!"

Song Mingxuan ignored her, and just looked at Zhao Caifeng through the window, with a bit of stubbornness in his eyes, and said word by word: "Sister Zhao's family should understand what I mean by now!"

Zhao Caifeng was really shocked by Song Mingxuan's actions, and really admired his courage to break the pen, but Zhao Caifeng really didn't think about being concerned about anyone here, and she couldn't stand this kind of patriarchal society Inside, a woman does a low-key look.But seeing Song Mingxuan's insistence, and with Aunt Song watching, it would be bad if things got serious. Although it seems that he has suffered a hidden loss now, Song Mingxuan can be used as a shield anyway, to block like Sun Buffalo Such a rotten peach blossom seems to have some effect.

Zhao Caifeng thought for a while, then sighed and said: "Okay, I don't love you like this, I swear, I swear, what kind of pens do you have to fold, how many pens do you have in your house? Enough for you to fold? You don't feel obvious when you fold. , should feel distressed right now? I see that your pen is blooming and I don’t want to throw it away. I think you have no pen. It’s better to fold it now, just use a branch!”

Song Mingxuan was originally an upright man with a sense of resignation to his fate. Although he was not really attracted to Zhao Caifeng, he had already put it in his heart. Seeing her making jokes and scolding him, he felt even more so. A bit shy, like flirting, so he lowered his voice and said: "I still have a pen at home, but I just don't want to use it. I want to wait until the end of the game to use a new pen. It's a good omen."

Zhao Caifeng was a top student in modern times. Although she was always single because of her work, she actually admired those people who were knowledgeable but did not lose their demeanor.Although Song Mingxuan hadn't reached that level yet, Zhao Caifeng couldn't help but feel a little bit amused by his young and mature appearance.On the one hand, he felt that he was just a child, but on the other hand, his behavior did not look like a child at all. This made Zhao Caifeng feel quite contradictory, and she didn't know how people in ancient times looked like.

Seeing that the tense atmosphere between the two of them had loosened, the youngest mistress of the Song family also breathed a sigh of relief, and said to Song Mingxuan with a smile: "I've been out for half a day, so I'll go back first, and you can tell your mother in a while, and you'll be fine." Say I've been here."

Song Mingxuan had already sent off his aunt in the room once, but now she mentioned it again, so he simply came out of the room and sent him off again.At this time, Zhao Caifeng was too embarrassed to stand still, and the two of them acted like a coincidence, and sent the Song family's aunt to the door together. The Song aunt turned her head and said, "You all go back, Ergou, go read."

Zhao Caifeng couldn't help laughing when she heard the aunt of the Song family calling Ergou again. She really couldn't stand Song Mingxuan, a seemingly gentle scholar, being called Ergou.But Song Mingxuan didn't intend to get angry at all, with a faint smile on his face, he reached out and touched his nephew's head, watching them leave.

It wasn't until the Song family's aunt left that Song Mingxuan turned around and said with a smile, "Brother Song, how did you do it?"

"What?" Song Mingxuan asked a little puzzled.

"You are so old, how awkward are they calling you like a dog and a dog?" This is what Zhao Caifeng doesn't understand the most. Song Mingxuan is so old, at least he has some temper of his own, how can he tolerate it? Others call him such a name.

Song Mingxuan was very indifferent at this time, and just said: "I was in poor health when I was a child, and the doctor said that I might not be able to raise it, so my grandmother named me this name, saying it was easy to support. It's strange to say, since I was called After Song Ergou, my body is really much stronger than before, so everyone calls me that, and I am used to it."

(End of this chapter)