girl from song dynasty

Chapter 31 Stickers and CDs

For several days, Zhuang Yi went out with Qi Niangeng early and came back very late.Die'er stayed at home with her grandma, accompanied her to tend the flowers and plants in the yard, told her two jokes, and lived a very relaxed life.When she was free, she hid in her room to practice calligraphy, and it was a pity that the calligraphy stickers that Brother Zhong wrote for her were not brought.Fortunately, she found a dictionary in Qi Niangeng's bookcase, which compared ancient and modern Chinese characters, so she learned from it. She had a lot of time and she learned it very quickly.

She also has another hobby, which is listening to music.In Qi Yuzheng's room, the entire wall is covered with a CD rack filled with various CDs.At first she didn't know what it was, but once Zhuang Yi came back from outside, knocked on her door and gave her a CD, saying it was Jolin Tsai's latest album.

At that time, she was practicing calligraphy, and she was annoyed because there were no handwriting stickers, and the handwriting would not look good. She took the CD over without interest, and stuffed it on the shelf.

Zhuang Yi's eyes dimmed, and he put one hand on the door frame: "Why, why don't you listen?"

"I don't know how to use this thing. It's all over the wall. I can see that Yuzheng likes it very much, but unfortunately I'm not her." After she finished speaking, she sat back on her seat and poked lazily on the paper with the pen in her hand. with.

She is rarely so weak, Zhuang Yi was surprised, walked in, saw the paper on the table, and raised his eyebrows in surprise: "Are you practicing calligraphy?"

"Well, I can't write well, and I'm just getting annoyed."

"Why don't you use word stickers to practice calligraphy? What are you doing with a dictionary?"

"It's easy to look up the characters I don't know. I also want to use the copybook, but I didn't bring the copybook that Brother Zhong wrote for me."

No wonder it looks like it has been frosted. It turned out that I was thinking about people when I saw things. No, I didn’t see things, but I still thought about them very hard.Zhuang Yi used a little force to grab the paper, and the paper formed an obvious arc in his hand: "Yuzheng, your handwriting is not as good as before. It used to be written like a primary school student, but now it is preschool." Even if you are in a bad mood, Zhuang Yi couldn't help but lick his lips slightly when he saw the words that looked like matchsticks.

"Laugh if you want, don't hold back, I told you that I'm not Yuzheng, and I can't write as well as her, so what's so strange." Die Er snatched back the paper, crumpled it up and threw it into the wastebasket.

Seeing her angry, Zhuang Yi's mood improved.He sat down, picked up a pen and wrote two words on the paper: "Look, this word should be written like this. The strokes should be stretched and not too rigid. The words in the dictionary are all typed, which is very different from handwriting. Practice calligraphy with it, no wonder your characters are written like blocks of wood."

Die'er wanted to have the backbone not to look at it, but she couldn't help it, so she glanced there quietly from the corner of her eyes.Seeing this, she couldn't take her gaze back again. The two words seemed to have grown muscles and bones, standing upright on the paper, and the strong strokes almost penetrated the back of the paper, piercing her eyes.

No longer caring about gestures, she leaned over, opened the page of the dictionary just written, and pointed with her finger: "You help me write all these words."

A faint fragrance hit from behind his ears, instantly enveloping Zhuang Yi, he quietly and greedily took a deep breath, the fragrance went from his nose to his lungs.This is the smell of Yuzheng, the jasmine shower gel she likes to use, a little fragrant, a little sweet, slightly sultry.

The thing under the left rib was a little disobedient, Zhuang Yi hurriedly focused on the pen, slowly showing stroke by stroke on the paper.The little girl was engrossed in watching, her head bent lower and lower, so that a few stray strands of hair from her temples brushed onto Zhuang Yi's face.

It was itchy, as if an electric current was passing through it, Zhuang Yi only felt that his whole face became hot.But that girl didn't notice it at all, her big eyes were still staring at his hand holding the pen, and she murmured: "So your handwriting is so good, I'm really envious."

Zhuang Yi couldn't help coughing lightly due to the way of praise in this essay, and he continued to write, seemingly inadvertently asking: "Compared with your big brother Zhong's writing, which one is better?"

"They're all very good, but they're different. Brother Zhong's handwriting is more elegant, while yours is a bit tougher. In the words of the young master, it's called 'each has its own merits, and it's not like each other'."

"Eldest young master?" Zhuang Yi was confused.

"Ah?" The little girl was stunned, scratched her hair and laughed dryly, "The young master is a horse master in the racecourse, and he usually behaves like a young master, so we all call him that."

"Oh, you were influenced by him when you spoke?"

"What?" It was Die'er's turn to be confused.

"Written and eloquent, like the ancients."

"Oh, a little bit. It's probably the reason why he keeps nagging in my ears every day."

Diehe's face was slightly unnatural, and he stood up straight, just as Zhuang Yi finished writing the last word, he handed the pen to Die'er: "Here, write and see."

"Don't laugh if you can't write well, and don't let me see you if you laugh." Die Er threatened while sitting on the chair.Zhuang Yi nodded, a smile was already on the corner of his lips, seeing Die Er glaring at him, he immediately retracted it.

After watching it for a while, Die'er also learned some methods. The writing is indeed much more generous than before, but the structure and strokes are very ordinary, and the characters seem a little scattered.

Zhuang Yi patiently guided on the side, the little girl was really obedient, what he said was what.When writing the word "family", she always couldn't arrange the writing in the second half. Zhuang Yi guided her a few times, but she couldn't find the feeling. Finally, Zhuang Yi simply held her hand and led him to write.

When he held Die'er's small hand with his big hand, he obviously felt the person in his arms stagnate, and the whole arm became stiff, and then, he pulled back with a strong force.He put more strength in his hands, pinching her fingers: "Don't move, or the writing will be crooked."

After wrestling, Die'er really calmed down. While writing, he explained to her the essentials of the structure of the characters.His palms are wide and warm, and the touch is a little rough. The calluses on his fingertips rubbed against Die'er's delicate fingers, making Die'er's entire face blush. Confused and distressed.

Although Zhuang Yi's eyes fell on the tip of the pen, he could still see her embarrassment from the corner of his eyes. He was not familiar with such a kite.In the past, Yuzheng liked to bully him, and she often acted coquettishly with him, making physical contact unavoidably, which made his heart beat, but she didn't feel anything at all.In Yuzheng's eyes, he has almost no gender, so he has always kept his thoughts extremely secret and is willing to be her brother.

But this time when she came back, Yuzheng was still domineering, but she was a little shy.She would blush and dodge at every turn, and even when she stared, she was not as domineering as before, and her eyes lacked confidence.This kind of her made him feel more and more dangerous, he should stay away and avoid her, but how could he control his heart?Just like at this time, the word has been written, but the five fingers seem to have taken root, and they are unwilling to leave her hand.

There was a pain in his chin, Zhuang Yi came back to his senses, the little girl actually pushed his head against him, the head was hard enough to hit him hot.Looking down, the little girl dodged in a panic: "I will write it myself, you can just read it."

He nodded and took a step back. He hadn't stayed for a short time, so he should leave.However, I can't bear it.Walking to the CD shelf, I took down the CD I just bought, unpacked it, put it in the CD player, and clicked to play.

Cai Yilin's voice sounded quickly, and the little girl also put down her pen and walked over, looking at the CD player with surprise in her eyes.

"This is her latest album, is it good?"

Die Er nodded, her attention was completely attracted by the CD.When she came to this world, she also heard some strange songs, but she never thought they were so pleasant. This little thing had such magical power. It seemed to open a new window for her. When she was at home, she had a good way to pass the time again.

(End of this chapter)