Sweetheart,Come Back!

Mu Jin said with a smile, "it's OK, write it."

"Oh." Lin Lin quickly concentrated on writing the word "Lin".

Although the writing is not good, the strokes are correct.

"Do you know what the word is?"

"Lin." The character "Lin" in Xiaozhuan is a pictographic character. She can recognize two trees without looking at it again.

Mu Jin wrote another word "Jin".

This time, Lin Lin Lin only looked at it and wrote the word "Jin" in a way that mimicked his seal.

Mu Jin Yan looked at Lin Lin Lin's "Jin" character, and felt a vague taste in her heart.

That day, Lin Lin asked him what the word on the seal was. He said it was "Jin". She even wrote it down.

This word, written in a certain degree of enthusiasm, obviously not less practice.

Lin Lin finished writing and looked at the Jin character she had written. She found that although the writing was not very good, it was a little similar to the character "Jin" written by Mu Jin Yan. Her face lit up.

He told her that the word was Jin.

Now she can write the word "Jin" at one go, and people with a clear eye can see that she has practiced it.

If she doesn't practice any word, she will practice a word "Jin", and everyone will think about it.

Lin Jinlin can't think of Lin's misunderstanding.

Open your mouth and explain, "I..."

She wanted to say, I have no other meaning, but the words have not yet been exported, Mu Jin Yan opened her mouth, "well written, let's write something else."

The evening Jin speech raises the pen, starts to write other words.

Lin Lin sees the evening Jin speech does not have the unusual expression, relaxed tone.

She thinks too much.

Also took a pen to inkstone dip in ink, just as evening Jin Yan also extended pen.

Lin Lin looked at the brush together, a strange feeling in her heart, some shy, some like.

Mu Jin Yan seems to write some unrelated words casually.

But these words are mixed with his sister and his sister on the wooden beads of another word.

One or two words, the average person sees, will not think much.

But people who are familiar with the words on her sister's beads will attract attention.

Lin Lin can write well by herself.

Although I didn't learn Xiaozhuan, I imitated it, but I started to write it very quickly. Soon, I could write those words in a proper way.

Lin Lin finished writing the words in her hand, but saw that she didn't go on writing. She looked up to her and waited for him to write down.

"We'll learn these things today, practice and get familiar with them, and then we'll learn something else." Mu Jin said to look at her.

"Good." Lin Lin knows that words can't be learned at once. She has to step by step, "then I'll go back to practice."

Mu Jin said that today does not teach, Lin Lin also no longer like to stay here.

"Good."

Lin Lin pointed to Mu Jin's words, "can you give me this? I have to do it. "

"Of course."

"Thank you."

Lin Lin immediately dried the ink and carefully put it away.

"Ah Kun." Mu Jin called Bo Kun.

"Young master." Bo Kun has been guarding the door, heard the evening Jin call people, immediately knock in the door.

"Give Lin Lin Lin a new set of brushes and inkstones, and give her more paper for practice."

"Yes." Bokun immediately went to the bookcase and opened the paper, pen, ink and inkstone.

"I can buy it myself." Lin Lin is busy.

Although the prospective students can't go down the mountain without authorization, they can be bought in the snack bar of Xuanmen.

"There are many, so why buy them."

PS: there's one more I can't finish. I'll write it tomorrow. Good night, baby.