Need for madness and less scourge myth

Chapter 21 Writing
When I heard Xu Xian say that I met two girls who borrowed umbrellas from me last night.Ma Wencai's eyes were about to pop out.Today is only the [-]th of March, not the fifth day of April as he remembered, so why did Bai Suzhen show up.

"Brother Wencai, those two girls also said to return the umbrella at my house. I was still hesitating this morning whether to wait at home so as not to miss the appointment with the beautiful woman!" Xu Xian didn't pay attention to Ma Wencai's surprise and happy expression on his face.

"Han Wen, if a man has a career, is he afraid that he won't have a beautiful woman?" Ma Wencai patted Xu Xian on the shoulder, and tried to persuade him, but his mouth was very dry.Do I really want to miss Bai Suzhen?Is it really impossible to change the fate of this legendary person through the ages?
"No!" Marvin clenched his fist.Now Xu Xian and Bai Suzhen have just met, and Bai Suzhen has not expressed their love, so he has to stop it.Not only for his own rebellious fate, but also because he didn't want to see Bai Suzhen, a strange woman through the ages, being crushed under the Leifeng Pagoda and suffering.

He was watching the TV series "Legend of the White Snake", and he even looked up some related content on purpose.In Feng Menglong's article "The White Snake Yongzheng Leifeng Pagoda", it is said that the White Snake was crushed under the tower and could not stand up forever.In "The Legend of Yi Yao", there are more stories about Xu Xian's son worshiping the pagoda to save his mother.The content of these folklore is too complicated, and the real story is unknown, but no matter what it is, Xu Xian is cowardly and pathetic, while the White Lady will definitely be crushed under the tower.

Thinking of this, Ma Wen got up from his heart and smiled, "Brother, it just so happens that I also met two girls the day before yesterday. One was wearing a green dress and the other was wearing a white dress. I was very impressed with one of the girls who was wearing a white dress." I can't forget it, and her beautiful image is still echoing in my mind!"

"Ah!" Xu Xian was surprised.He didn't tell Ma Wencai how the two girls were dressed just now, maybe they met the same couple.

Hearing that Ma Wencai said that he never forgot about the girl in white, Xu Xian felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart.Bai Suzhen's eyes that were as clear as water yesterday are still deeply hidden in his heart.

"Hanwen, I have inquired about it. The girl in white is called Bai Suzhen, and the girl in green is called Xiaoqing. I have already made a decision. If I meet Bai Suzhen again, I will take the initiative to pursue him!" Seeing Xu Xian's distraught look, Ma Wencai Although I couldn't bear it in my heart, I still hardened my heart, and then said.

"Congratulations, Brother Ma!" Xu Xian murmured, but he kept praying in his heart, the woman in white that he met yesterday must not be called Bai Suzhen!

"Hanwen, let's go to class first! When school is over, I'll go down the mountain with you to meet Sister Ling!" Ma Wencai said again.

Ma Wencai and Xu Xian made an appointment to meet Xu Jiaorong yesterday, and today I saw Ma Wencai bring up this matter again. Although Xu Xian didn't want him to go to his home, so as not to meet those two girls who returned the umbrella, he still nodded his head. yes.

"Xu Xian, this is your weakness. You don't have your own opinions! It's the same with marrying the white lady, and it's the same with being trapped in Jinshan Temple. I snatched the white lady and gave you a safe and happy life. No way, this is what you want What about?" Seeing Xu Xian's reluctance, Ma Wencai kept sneering in his heart.

It was Ma Wencai's first day of class, and when he entered the classroom, he saw Zhu Yingtai sitting in the last row.Before he could speak, Zhu Yingtai waved to him first, "Brother Ma, here!"

"Okay!" Ma Wencai could sit anywhere, since Zhu Yingtai called him, he walked over and sat down.

"Brother Ma, the teacher won't be here until a while. I want to ask Brother Ma, do you want to take the imperial examination?" Zhu Yingtai asked.

"Although I am not interested in the imperial examination, I promised brother Xiaolian yesterday that I will take part in the examination!" Ma Wencai replied.

"With Brother Ma's literary talents, it is not difficult to solve the test. There is only one point, Brother Ma, please pay attention." Zhu Yingtai smiled and opened the ink cartridge, the black juice inside had been ground.

"Take advantage of the teacher's future plans, let's ask Brother Ma to practice calligraphy!" At this point, Zhu Yingtai gave Ma Wencai another brush.

"Hehe!" Ma Wencai blushed a little, his words were too unreasonable, no wonder Zhu Yingtai made fun of him.

He still doesn't know whether he is a soul wearer or not. It stands to reason that the former dead ghost has been taught by Ma Shuli for so many years, and his handwriting should not be bad, but after it is his turn to occupy this body, how can his writing be so poor.

"I really want to practice calligraphy, but I have no handwriting stickers!" Ma Wencai took the brush and spread his hands.

"I've prepared it for Brother Ma!" Zhu Yingtai took out a book from her bag and placed it in front of Ma Wencai's desk.

Ma Wencai opened it and saw that it was a rubbing copy of "He Jie Biao" written by Zhong Yao in the Three Kingdoms period.

Seeing that Ma Wencai was typing the original version, Zhu Yingtai continued to explain, "Brother Ma, this "He Jie Biao" is a watch written by Zhong Yao in his later years to celebrate the death of the famous general Guan Yu. The ancestor of the book. Just suitable for brother Ma to use!"

"Thank you!" Marvin clasped his fists together, took the writing brush Zhu Yingtai handed over, soaked it in ink, and then began to practice calligraphy.

He only wrote one word, Zhu Yingtai frowned again, and said, "Although there is no set style in writing, the only requirement is to be modest and generous. But for Brother Ma, the three-position method is the best. After all, Zhu Yingtai reached out to the palm of Ma Wencai's pen, and patiently helped him adjust his posture.

In fact, it’s no wonder Ma Wencai, when he was in primary school, he had studied calligraphy for a few days as required by the school, but what he learned was the five-finger brushwork instead of the three-finger brushwork that is popular now.

As soon as Liang Shanbo came in, he saw that his case was empty.Looking around the room, I immediately saw Zhu Yingtai and Ma Wencai.Seeing that Zhu Yingtai's hand was covering Ma Wencai's, the two of them had their arms close together, obviously very affectionate.

He could naturally see that Zhu Yingtai was adjusting his pen posture for Ma Wencai, but he still couldn't bear the closeness of the two.Thinking that he had been friends with Zhu Yingtai for more than a month, he only touched Zhu Yingtai's arm yesterday, and she threw it away.Now that Ma Wen just arrived, not only did she move out of the residence, she adjusted the desk for class, and even cooked for him, and now she is changing the pen for him, which is simply unacceptable to him.

After meeting Xian Weng yesterday, he didn't sleep well all night.I have been thinking about whether I really want to use that evil-sounding method of deceiving my mind.Only now did he finally make up his mind that after the class, he would go down the mountain to test this method and make Zhu Yingtai change his mind.

When Zhu Yingtai adjusted the writing posture for Ma Wencai, she only felt thorns on her back, which made her extremely uncomfortable.When he looked up, he happened to see Liang Shanbo's bloodshot eyes, and his heart tightened.She was anxious to leave Liang Shanbo because she was afraid that Ma Wen would misunderstand him.Now it seems that what I have done has deeply hurt him.

"However, there should be no problem! I am a man in front of him, and the two of us have always been called brothers. Unless he is as good as Long Yang!" Zhu Yingtai thought slowly, and temporarily put this matter aside rear.

(End of this chapter)