Became a group favorite in the arms of the villain prince after wearing a book

"Last night, the rain was dredging and the wind was sudden. The heavy sleep did not dispel the residual wine. I tried the man with the curtain, but the begonia was still the same. Do you know? Do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin."

After finishing writing, Jiang Yanming threw the pen away.

Although the words of Layman Yi An's "Like a Dream Order" are concise, it is extremely exquisite and well-known.

Especially this is a poem written by Li Qingzhao when she was a girl, Jiang Yanming's use of this poem is really perfect.

Although it didn't fit Jiang Yanming's usual arrogant and domineering temperament, it made sense.

"Anonymous, but you can tell it belongs to Miss Ben at a glance."

Jiang Yanming couldn't help muttering.

Her handwriting is very special, no one who has read it once will fail to recognize it.

Although it has improved a lot after practicing these days, Jiang Yanming's handwriting is still not very good-looking compared to people in this world who have been writing since childhood.

After Jiang Yanming finished writing, he put away the writing paper.

There is no rush right now.

……

"Give me those tubes."

Jiang Yunxian said to Nasha.

Nasha took it easily, took two iron pipes, and handed them to Jiang Yunxian.

After three days of adaptation, Nasha has adapted to the role of Jiang Yunxian's assistant.

In three days, Nasha had forgotten how many times she was thrown out by Jiang Yunxian.

Jiang Yunxian didn't just talk about it, she was really lost.

But when Fanasha was a step late or took something wrong, Jiang Yunxian would lift her collar and throw it out of the workshop.

That is to say, Nasha has no airs of a princess, and she is more afraid of Jiang Yunxian, and dare not get angry.

As a result, Nasha quickly mastered the rhythm of work.

And Jiang Yunxian didn't break his promise. After making what he wanted in the workshop, he would teach Nasha some tricks.

Nasha didn't complain about it.

"Girl Jiang, this little thing called Rubik's Cube, the old man has already studied it."

Mo Zhui entered Jiang Yunxian's workshop excitedly, and got Jiang Yunxian's cold stare.

"Teacher, what do you have to say later."

Jiang Yunxian only looked up, and then continued to assemble the parts in his hand.

Mo Zhui knew Jiang Yunxian's temper, so he was not annoyed, and went out with a smile.

Mo Zhui felt that accepting Jiang Yunxian as his apprentice was the most correct decision he made.

Jiang Yunxian's learning speed is very fast, and he can quickly master the mechanism techniques of the Mohist school, and he can also research new mechanisms by himself.

If it wasn't for being too young, Mo Zhui would even plan to designate a complete workshop for Jiang Yunxian directly.

Instead of Jiang Yunxian who can only conduct research in one room in his workshop like now.

Jiang Yunxian didn't keep Mo Zhui waiting too long, and quickly walked out of the house with Nasha.

"Teacher, why are you looking for me?"

Jiang Yunxian still respects Mo Zhui, but during her working period, she does not recognize anyone and treats them equally.

"The old man wants to discuss one thing with you, whether this little thing called Rubik's Cube can be promoted as a work of my Mohist school."

As if afraid of Jiang Yunxian's misunderstanding, Mo Zhui continued, "Don't worry, your name will definitely be attached when the time comes."

Jiang Yunxian has no objection to this. This thing is just a small product of her experimentation with organ skills.

"Teacher, I have an idea." Nasha said.

"What do you think, Your Highness Nasha?"

Mo Zhui said gently.

Although he has reservations about Nasha's status as a foreign princess, he still likes Nasha herself.

After all, Nasha is the model of the kind of inquisitive student that teachers like most.

"Since Confucianism can hold a poetry meeting, why can't we use a Rubik's cube to hold a competition?"

Nasha said, "This can also increase the popularity of my Mohist school. Moreover, through this competition, it can also lay the foundation for the promotion of the Rubik's Cube in the future."

Mo Zhu couldn't help but stroked his beard, "His Highness Nasha said very well. I'm going to discuss this matter with King Teng."

"Girl Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Yunxian's expression did not change, "As long as the teacher thinks it is good."

Jiang Yunxian paused, "In addition to this third-order Rubik's cube, I can also make a simpler second-order Rubik's cube."

"I don't need to trouble you, Jiang girl, the things of my Mo family have to be difficult after all."

If the Mohist's things can be solved so easily, wouldn't it seem that their Mohist's are useless?

Mo Zhui left with the Rubik's Cube.

Jiang Yunxian walked into the workshop, and Nasha followed her closely.

"Miss Yunxian, speaking of it, I see that you have been staying in the workshop for the past few days. Have you prepared the works for the poetry meeting?"

Nasha asked.

Jiang Yunxian paused, "Poetry meeting? When is it?"

"Miss Yunxian, don't you know?"

Jiang Yunxian shook her head. The research on this thing is more important recently, and she turned down all the courses that could be pushed.

Of course, it was thanks to Ji Xingfei's help.

"Tell me the specifics."

Jiang Yunxian said calmly.

Nasha doesn't need to attend, because she is a princess from a foreign country, and she doesn't need to study Confucianism.

However, Nasha occasionally learns Confucian knowledge, and she still admires Confucian benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness.

But getting her to make a work is very difficult.

So, Nasha told Jiang Yunxian the content of the Confucian Poetry Conference she had heard.

"That's it, I know."

After thinking about it, Jiang Yunxian decided to make what he is currently doing first.

She believed that Ji Xingfei would solve her troubles.

If it doesn't work, she can still go to that guy.

……

On the last day of the preparation stage of the poetry meeting, Wu Chen found Jiang Yanming with his own works.

"Teacher Yanming, help me take a look."

Wu Chen couldn't hide the excitement and excitement on his face.

It took him a long time, and he was very satisfied with the work he wrote.

Jiang Yanming took it over and took a look. The word "um" is indeed at the level of her students.

Wu Chen's handwriting is almost at the same level as before she studied with Yu Jie.

The boss doesn't talk about the second child, Jiang Yanming doesn't plan to say anything more about Wu Chen's words.

She herself is not doing well, so she is ashamed to talk about others.

However, when Jiang Yanming saw what Wu Chen had written, her eyelids twitched.

This poem...

Wu Chen said triumphantly, "How about it, teacher, isn't the writing not bad?"

This is a masterpiece that he spent three days using all the words in his mind to write.

Jiang Yanming tore the paper in his hand expressionlessly.

Why let her see this kind of thing?her eyes!

"Teacher? You!"

Wu Chen stared dumbfounded at Jiang Yanming's movement of tearing the paper.

"You boy, you wrote this kind of thing in three days? What did you write!"

Jiang Yanming has a normal level of appreciation. In her opinion, Wu Chen's poem is written like a lump of indescribable things.

Calling it a poem is an insult to the word poem!
Jiang Yanming usually wouldn't get angry because of this kind of thing, but this kid Wu Chen really went too far.

Jiang Yanming almost stuffed the paper in Wu Chen's mouth directly.

After Jiang Yanming calmed down, he resisted the thought of beating Wu Chen and said, "I'll teach you how to write poetry!"

"Oh."

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