Entertainment: I, Mr. Deyun Da

　　"Then... Mr. Guidance?"

　　"Master guides mother?"

　　"Ha~"

　　"That doesn't sound good either."

　　"Uh……"

　　Seeing that neither of them would work, Wu Shaobai scratched his head, looked left and right, and finally gave up the treatment and said:

　　"In embarrassment?"

　　"..."

　　Gao Yuan's mouth twitched.

　　The atmosphere in the tea house was a little awkward.

　　Then... all of a sudden...

　　"You are a wolf and I am a wolf?"

　　"...???"

　　"I mean which of us rides who."

　　A word with some meaning came out of her mouth..

Chapter 741

　　Logically speaking, this joke is a bit dirty.

　　If a man and a woman can bring the dirty jokes to such a level, in real life, the two of them will have a [-]% affair.

　　Gao Yuanyuan's words... may be out of his mind, or because...

　　A word came out of the mouth.

　　And after saying this, she regretted it.

　　For a while, the blush on his face spread directly to the tip of his ears.

　　But there are also some small whispers and small expectations in the heart.

　　I can't say what to expect, but my heart speeded up involuntarily.

　　pity……

　　She didn't even know that the person opposite her was a strong man.

　　I saw Wu Shaobai's face suddenly full of disgust:

　　"Hey~~~~~~ one sentence shows cowardice, right? You said that it is called fox fake tiger power. Fox sits on the back of tiger, and no one rides anyone in a mess... It's really scary to have no culture."

　　"..."

　　Gao Yuanyuan's beautiful eyes stared at Wu Shaobai instantly.

　　She seemed to be angry, her chest kept heaving, and finally she said viciously:

　　"A dog's mouth can't spit out ivory!"

　　"Hahaha~"

　　Wu Shaobai laughed happily.

　　At this time, there is only one thought in my mind:

　　"Sure enough, art comes from life. No, another stalk has come out. Putting it in cross talk, this burden will definitely be heard."

　　……

　　"Look, your writing on this Yongzi is much better than the last one. The calligraphy does not depend on the strength of your fingers, but the three forces of your wrist, elbow, and forearm. When your fingers don't move, your wrist is yours. The key to the transformation of the pen."

　　"Uh-huh."

　　"Don't push hard, do you see it? Chopping roll (the rice paper is broken). Don't press down, but be natural and gentle. Come, relax here."

　　Wu Shaobai pinched her wrist, signaling her not to tighten it.

　　"It's not breaking you down, it's relaxing you."

　　"Mmmmm~"

　　"Take your time...yes...yes...you relax and let your chi follow the strength of your wrists when you write."

　　"Uh-huh."

　　"Don't be so stiff, this is just writing, don't be so tight."

　　"Mmm Good……"

　　Gao Yuanyuan nodded in response.

　　On the other hand, Wu Shaobai was engrossed in teaching her, but he didn't see it at all... Because the current posture of the two of them made Gao Yuanyuan's ears turn red again.

　　Because of the limitation of the tea table, Wu Shaobai's body was right next to her.

　　In order to help her adjust the most difficult wrist for beginners to control, two fingers of his right hand pinched Gao Yuanyuan's wrist, so the two of them were facing the same direction. Gao, whether she speaks or breathes, every breath can pass through the ends of her hair.

　　Hair falls naturally.

　　Some itchy.

　　It's like a strand of hair rubbing against the skin from time to time...

　　But don't want to scratch.

　　She was trying very hard to concentrate, but every breath seemed to give her goosebumps.

　　one by one...

　　one after another...

　　"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

　　The water is already on.

　　How to do?

　　Tea or continue?

　　She struggled for a long time... and finally made up her mind.

　　"The water is boiling..."

　　"Well, okay, after you finish writing, I'll make tea."

　　"……Um."

　　After those two fingers let go of his wrist, Gao Yuanyuan suddenly let out a breath...

　　"call……"

　　A drop of ink quietly fell from the tip of the pen.

　　It landed on a piece of white rice paper.

　　can no longer be erased.

　　……

　　The tea house has been silent for a long time.

　　Wu Shaobai drank a cup of tea and a cup of tea, neither fast nor slow.

　　And Gao Yuanyuan continued to write.

　　I don't know when, I have already written three pages of "Yong".

　　When the fourth page was finished, and seeing that it was almost time, Wu Shaobai said:

　　"Okay, stop."

　　Gao Yuanyuan instinctively stood up straight, put the pen in the pen wash, and then rubbed his wrist.

　　"Huh... don't tell me, after using the posture you taught, my wrists are really not so sore."

　　"Ah."

　　Wu Shaobai poured her a cup of tea, picked up a few pages, looked at it, and nodded:

　　"It's getting better and better."

　　"Hehehe~"

　　While laughing, she took out her mobile phone and took pictures of the four pages one by one.

　　"What are you going to do?"

　　"Post on Weibo. This is to record your own growth."

　　Gao Yuanyuan took out his mobile phone and sat on a chair...

　　After thinking about it, she took another picture of the small stove, and then took another picture of the clear tea soup from Phoenix Shancong......  

　　I clicked on Weibo, thought about it, and suddenly asked:

　　"Are there any special words?"

　　"……What's the meaning?"

　　"It's just right now."

　　"Uh... copywriting?"

　　"Yes, yes, it is especially suitable for the current atmosphere."

　　"...What atmosphere?"

　　"..."

　　Gao Yuanyuan was speechless.