Her Royal Highness is playing a demon again

Chapter 640 Waiting to stay up late

Cang Juexuan nodded: "Isn't it just Song Ci? See if I don't show off my magic skills, the master doesn't know how good I am."

Hearing Cang Jue Xuan's words, Nan Qi's eyelids twitched slightly, feeling a bad premonition spontaneously.

Duan Yijun, who had been silent all this time, saw the two of them discussing in front of his desk in a serious manner, and couldn't help but said softly: "In this case, you are not copying now, are you waiting to stay up all night?"

The two were awakened by Duan Yijun's voice, and subconsciously glanced at Duan Yijun's desk, who had been unknown until now!
Good guy!Without further ado, this guy has already started copying Song Ci, and he has already copied half of it the first time.

Immediately, the two, who felt a sense of crisis, returned to their seats without stopping. The school was so quiet that only the sound of pens and papers colliding could be heard.

Both Nan Qi and Duan Yijun used normal writing methods. Nan Qi inadvertently raised her head and glanced at Cang Jue Xuan, who had just let go of her cruel words. She only saw three pens held between the fingers of Cang Jue Xuan, with a smug expression on her face. copy together.

Although it can be seen that Cang Juexuan's skill is profound, but it also made the corners of Nan Qi's eyes slide down black lines, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Nan Qi immediately rejected Cang Juexuan's kindness just now: "Forget it, Yuan'er's Song Ci is still let me do it." Copy it for her!"

Cang Juexuan looked complacent and puzzled: "Why? Look at my method, which is quick and labor-saving. It is just a stick of incense for me to help Yuan'er copy Song Ci."

Nan Qi shook her head and refused: "No need."

After finishing speaking, Nan Qi looked up at the sky outside the school window, then lowered her head and buried herself in the sea of ​​copied books.

Nan Yuan stood where she was, looked left and right, and finally chose to stand on a table that was about the same height as herself, with her small chin just on the table, and focused on watching Brother Shenxian write.

Seeing Brother Shenxian finished writing a piece of paper and putting it on a pile of rice paper beside her, Nan Yuan stretched out her small hand unwilling to be lonely, but Duan Yijun said lightly: "Don't move."

"Oh!" Nan Yuan withdrew her little hand in frustration, and fell into boring play again.

Seeing this, Duan Yijun picked up another brush and an ink tray to her: "Can you draw?"

Nan Yuan immediately held the brush, giving people the illusion that a masterpiece would be drawn in the next second.

Duan Yijun picked up a piece of rice paper and put it on the table in front of him: "I will write right behind you, and you will draw here."

As long as it is arranged by Duan Yijun, Nan Yuan will be obedient.

Nan Yuan was sitting on the stool, and she threw herself into it again, and climbed up on the table with most of her body.

When Cang Juexuan raised his head, he was almost taken aback by Nan Yuan whose whole body was hanging on the table, and immediately threw away the three brushes in his hand. Anyway, his progress must be faster than Duan Yijun and Nan Qi.

Cang Juexuan ran over quickly, clamped Nan Yuan's body, and asked her to sit back on the stool: "Don't do this, it's very dangerous."

Nan Yuan shook her head: "I won't fall."

After finishing speaking, she happily showed Cang Jue Xuan her painting: "Look."

Cang Juexuan took a serious look, looked at the big chunks of black ink on her rice paper, and nodded: "Well, it's so pretty."

After being praised by Cangjuexuan, Nan Yuan became interested: "Guess what I drew?"

Cang Juexuan scratched his head, looking at Nan Yuan's painting, he couldn't speak for a moment: "The painting is... the imperial garden?"

(End of this chapter)