After wearing the interstellar, His Majesty is so handsome

Chapter 52 After the game
After Song Jinsheng put away his brain, he didn't start writing immediately. Instead, he put the calligraphy tools in front of his desk neatly, and poured the ink on the inkstone in a leisurely manner.Pick up the brush and stir evenly, the movements are elegant, and every move is pleasing to the eye.

Nangong Merlin has quickly prepared the work before writing. He will directly pick up the pen and write smoothly on the paper. The tip of the brush slides slightly with the strength of his hand, coupled with this cold temperament With his handsome face, he immediately attracted the girls sitting within a radius of ten miles.

so hot!The girls screamed in their hearts, wishing they were the brush in his hand.

During the competition, the eyes of the women focused on Nangong Merlin from time to time, and they didn't feel the passage of time at all. When the works were about to be collected, they woke up like a dream.

The girls quickly put away their thoughts and focused on their own works, but found that there was not enough time, so they hurriedly started writing.

Nangong Merlin felt that the sight on his body was much less, and he felt much more at ease.At this time, he had finished his calligraphy work, and he was waiting for the time to hand it in.

Before the end of the game, he was free and couldn't help but turn his attention to Song Jinsheng.

But she saw her writing her own words with a serious look, and the pen wandered around flexibly in her hand as if she had found her own master.

He fixed his eyes, only to realize that she was writing with her left hand!And the writing is so fluent, obviously it has been practiced.Just don't know why she doesn't write with her right hand.

He thought suspiciously.

Song Jinsheng felt a gaze on her all the time while writing, and it disappeared after a while, and then reappeared after a while, she didn't care about it, and just wrote the words under her hand seriously.

She originally thought about writing with her right hand, but after thinking about it, she still used her left hand.

Her left hand is not as well practiced as her right hand, and her writing style is also different from her right hand. If you say that her right hand writes in a vigorous, domineering, penetrating official script.Then the left hand is written in lower case with a dignified, delicate and gentle hand.Both styles appear on the same person, and it doesn't seem abrupt at all.

She wrote the last stroke on the paper, paused and set the pen.

Then she sat there quietly waiting for the paper to be handed in. Nangong Merlin was diagonally in front of her. She looked over inadvertently and happened to meet his gaze.

In fact, what she didn't know was that this coincident meeting was not just a chance encounter, but the result of Nangong Merlin's frequent visits to her.Every time he glanced at Song Jinsheng, the chance of them seeing each other increased by one point.

Nangong Molin looked at Song Jinsheng with dark eyes. Song Jinsheng couldn't see the emotion in his eyes at all, so he felt bored and turned his eyes away.

Nangong Merlin saw Song Jinsheng turned his head to the side to avoid his sight, and couldn't help feeling suffocated in his heart. The uncontrollable soreness was like a galloping river, a galloping wild horse trying to break through the line of defense in his heart.

He forced himself to put away thousands of thoughts, closed his eyes and expelled Song Jinsheng from his mind, the more he thought about it, the more he thought about it, the opposite happened.

He could only give up struggling and sit there quietly.

Jun Ying has been writing her own words on the table, looking serious, naturally not paying attention to Song Jinsheng's situation.

After she finished writing, Song Jinsheng had been sitting there for a long time.

Song Qinghui sat alone in the seat, surrounded by people she didn't know, which didn't affect her performance. This time, she felt that her writing was pretty good, and she hoped to enter the Star Competition.

Before handing in the work, Song Qinghui checked her basic information before putting down the brush in her hand.

When she thought of being able to meet Mr. Du Jiu, whom she admired so much after entering the Star Game, she secretly looked forward to it happily.

As soon as the competition is over, some students can't wait to come out, some are proud and refreshed, some are calm, and some are lost.

When Song Jinsheng and Junying came out, Nangong Merlin followed them all the time. He couldn't tell whether he did it on purpose or unconsciously.The main reason was that there were so many people in the auditorium, and there were only two doors to go out. He could go through the other, but he chose to follow Song Jinsheng closely.

After leaving the auditorium, Song Jinsheng and Junying prepared to leave directly.But Nangong Merlin stopped him.

"Song Jinsheng!" Seeing Song Jinsheng leaving quickly, Nangong Merlin couldn't help calling her name.

Song Jinsheng turned his head to look at Nangong Merlin suspiciously, as if asking him what's the matter.

Nangong Merlin didn't know what to say for a while, so he remembered the question he asked last time: "Do you have time later, I have a question but I can't, I want to ask you."

Jun Ying has never been in a relationship, so naturally she doesn't understand what is going on with them. When she heard Nangong Merlin asking Song Jinsheng for advice, she couldn't help being surprised and said, "I didn't expect Xueba to have questions that he didn't know."

"Okay." Song Jinsheng liked this kind of studious kid who asked questions whenever he didn't understand.Of course, this kind of liking is similar to the teacher's liking for good children. It may be that she has committed another occupational disease.

When Song Jinsheng agreed, he was overjoyed.

After the calligraphy competition, there is still a class, so I can go directly to the classroom to give him a lecture in a while.

"Jinsheng, don't you think that's your sister? She also participated in the competition." Junying pointed at Song Qinghui in front of her.She is not familiar with Song Qinghui, after all, she is not in the same class, but Song Qinghui is considered a famous figure in school, so it is normal for her to know her.

Song Qinghui was not far in front of them and did not see Song Jinsheng.

But after Jun Ying finished speaking, she turned her head and obviously heard Jun Ying's words.

"Sister Jinsheng." Song Qinghui was walking slowly in front, thinking that Song Jinsheng was also participating in the competition, so she wondered if she could wait for her to walk with her. Unexpectedly, she hadn't walked long before she heard Junying call Song Jinsheng .

(End of this chapter)