"No one knows they used to be a couple!" Shao Yaya couldn't help it, "Dad! I'm your own daughter! How can you say that to me? Help me... "

Shao's father said coldly, "you're going out of the country now. Don't come back before things go down."

Shao Ya immediately shook her head: "I don't know! If I go abroad, I will lose to her? I don't want it! Dad, no one knows all this anyway. Besides, there are love letters written by Yun Danhua himself. Just push them on her, and you can help me -- "

but just at this moment, the office people were urgently knocked, and Shao's father said," get out! "

Outside the door, the secretary called anxiously: "president, it's urgent! Miss Yun is on the air.... "

Shao's father frowned, Shao Ya's heart jumped, and her uneasy feeling floated to her heart.

Today, it's rare that yundanhua has no live food.

"Some people say that if I don't become a martial artist, I will not be able to do anything. That really makes me sad."

For the first time in the live broadcast, Tong Su was in a general situation. The warm yellow light and light brown sweater outlined her slim waist, long legs and slim figure.

She smilingly spread paper on the table, with an inkstone and a piece of ink on one side.

[little sister, what are you doing? Do you write? 】

[get out of the entertainment world! 】

[I want to watch you live cooking today 】

[what's going on online? Are their revelations true? Did you really become a junior for Shao Yaya and Cen Su? 】

[who is going to be a junior for whom? 】

for the bloody comments, Tong Su just didn't see it. She took the inkstone to grind it. In the rustle, the inkstone gradually grinds out fine ink.

"Now it's convenient for people and it's good to use ready-made ink, but I'm used to using ready-made ink There's another funny thing to say

Tongsu gave a brisk voice. The calligraphy card was used in Tang Tongyang's world, but the earliest calligraphy practice was in Xiao Baizhu's life

At that time, he was a Taifu. He was a great scholar with broad sleeves and incomparable elegance. On one side of the study, he read a large case of official documents, and on the other side, he prepared a small case for her. He taught her to practice calligraphy hand in hand.

"I used to use ink, but the first time I used ink, I didn't know anything, so I just poured a little water into the inkstone and ground it out for him. He laughed at me for being stingy. He said this ink, not to mention half a piece of writing, I'm afraid I'll run out of three or two words. "

Her voice had a faint sense of regret and nostalgia: "as soon as I heard it, I subconsciously picked up the teapot, poured in half the teapot water, washed the ink too light, took a pen to dip it, and drew it on the rice paper. I could only see the gray water marks, which made him angry and helpless..."

[ah, which little bitch took my fairy! 】

[is this sweet tone love? 】

[it's not Cen su. The writing of Cen Su is ugly 】

[write whatever you want, don't pretend here! 】

when the Xuan paper is spread out and the ink is polished, Tongsu looks astringent. He dips the Lanhao into the ink, and his brush moves slowly. Lines of romantic running script fall on the paper.

[don't listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest. Why don't you sing and roar. Who is afraid that bamboo sticks and sandals are better than horses? A misty rain in one's life.

It's chilly when the spring breeze blows and wakes up, but it's sunny on the top of the mountain. Looking back has always been bleak, go back, no rain, no sunshine. 】

"this is Su Shi's dingfengbo!"

"Little sister, what beautiful handwriting! It's more beautiful than the teacher in my calligraphy class! "

"I want to practice calligraphy, too!"

"Who says our little sister is uneducated? Get out and get beaten

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