My family has been wielding knives for generations, but now it's my turn to wield a pen!

"Wait...you actually wrote about horses?"

Lin Qinrou glanced at the title "On Horses," then looked up at Jiang Xiaobai, her expression clearly showing some surprise.

Yes, she had just thought that Jiang Xiaobai was just asking casually.

But who would have thought that this guy would actually write an article about horses?

Li Zhiwei, who was standing next to her, couldn't help but lean closer to take a look at the paper.

At first, when she saw the words "On Horses," a strange look clearly flashed across her clear eyes.

But as her gaze gradually descended, Li Zhiwei's expression slowly changed.

The gaze that had initially held a hint of doubt quickly settled.

Then, that solemnity transformed directly into tremors.

Finally, even his eyes revealed a hint of something extraordinary that he couldn't suppress.

"Great article!"

Li Zhiwei finally couldn't help but speak, her voice even carrying a hint of surprise.

After she finished speaking, Li Zhiwei's gaze fell back on Jiang Xiaobai.

This time, the meaning in her eyes was completely different from before.

Yes.

If "On Teachers" shocked her, then "On Horses" made her truly realize that Jiang Xiaobai's literary talent was by no means accidental.

This piece is completely different from "On Teachers".

Yet, it is still written with such seasoned skill and precision!

"Oh?"

Meanwhile, after hearing Li Zhiwei's praise, Lin Qinrou lowered her gaze again and continued to look at the paper.

A moment later.

Her once cool and calm face gradually changed in expression.

At first, I was only slightly taken aback.

Soon, that slight surprise turned into seriousness.

Later on, her eyes were filled with an overwhelming sense of disbelief.

Finally, even her little mouth couldn't help but open slightly.

Clearly, she was also shocked.

This article, though short, is all the more impressive.

In just a few words, he explained the relationship between horses and humans with remarkable clarity.

While seemingly about horses, it is actually using horses as a metaphor for people, using the plight of a thoroughbred horse to express the regret of the world's outstanding talents.

The sense of being talented but unappreciated, and unknown to the world, is particularly palpable.

Most importantly, this article, like "On Teachers," does not seem to have been written hastily or on a whim.

Instead, it was as if he had been brewing the idea in his mind for a long time, and once he put pen to paper, he completed it in one go.

"how?"

Jiang Xiaobai stood beside Lin Qinrou, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Are you satisfied with this article?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Qinrou did not answer immediately. Instead, she lowered her head and read "On Horses" again from beginning to end.

After reading it this time, the last bit of doubt in her clear, cold eyes finally dissipated little by little.

Instead, an extremely complex emotion arose.

There was shock, surprise, and of course, a touch of... shame that even she herself was reluctant to admit.

After a long while, Lin Qinrou took a soft breath and said in a low voice, "It is indeed a good article."

After speaking, Lin Qinrou finally raised her head and looked at Jiang Xiaobai. Her gaze was no longer as cold and disdainful as before, but instead showed a hint of admiration.

Jiang Xiaobai smiled when he saw Lin Qinrou's gaze, then took the initiative to speak, "You're not trying to say that I plagiarized this article too, are you?"

"And then, let me write another one?"

These words were spoken.

Lin Qinrou was taken aback for a moment, then gently shook her head: "No, this time... I was shallow."

As she said this, Lin Qinrou's clear, cold eyes no longer avoided Jiang Xiaobai's gaze.

Clearly, she was serious about this statement.

Li Zhiwei was surprised.

Indeed, it's extremely difficult for someone with Lin Qinrou's personality to say those words herself.

However, the more this is the case, the more it signifies Lin Qinrou's trust.

Thinking of this, Li Zhiwei's clear eyes couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaobai again, and a faint smile appeared on her lips.

This guy... actually did it!

At this moment, Lin Qinrou pursed her red lips and continued, "Speak."

"What do you want? As long as it's not too unreasonable, I can agree to it."

As Lin Qinrou finished speaking...

The room became quiet for a moment.

Standing to the side, Li Zhiwei couldn't help but look at Jiang Xiaobai with her clear eyes, clearly curious about what kind of request this guy would make.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xiaobai raised an eyebrow slightly: "Then... I'll have to think about it carefully."

As he spoke, Jiang Xiaobai's gaze returned to Lin Qinrou, and he slowly looked her up and down.

Lin Qinrou felt a slight unease in her heart when she looked at Jiang Xiaobai.

This guy...

Could it be that they're going to make some strange request?

Thinking of this, Lin Qinrou's expression, which had already eased considerably, tensed up again. Just as she was about to say something, Jiang Xiaobai spoke first.

"Miss Lin, you've always doubted and questioned me. To be honest, I'm a little annoyed by it."

"If my demands are too small, I'll feel like I'm losing out; if my demands are too large, you'll definitely feel uncomfortable too."

At this point, Jiang Xiaobai paused slightly, then a smile appeared on his lips: "How about this, you come closer."

"Let me give you a really, really loud flick on the forehead."

"This... shouldn't be too much, right?"

These words were spoken.

The room became even quieter.

Li Zhiwei was taken aback at first, and then a strange look appeared in her eyes.

A flick on the forehead?

This guy thought for a long time and came up with this one request?

On the other side, Lin Qinrou was completely stunned.

That usually cool and aloof face now showed a rare look of blankness.

Yes, she really didn't expect Jiang Xiaobai to make such a request.

It's not about making her apologize or make her pay apologetic.

It wasn't about getting her to agree to anything important, but rather... a flick on the forehead?

For a moment, even Lin Qinrou herself was a little taken aback.

Jiang Xiaobai couldn't help but chuckle at Lin Qinrou's expression: "What? Scared?"

"I……"

Lin Qinrou opened her mouth, her expression momentarily complicated.

To be honest, this request is not unreasonable.

It was surprisingly light compared to what she had expected.

But the problem is... this kind of thing seems rather strange no matter how you look at it.

Especially in front of Li Zhiwei and the guards, she had to lean over and let Jiang Xiaobai flick her forehead, which made her usually aloof face slightly flushed.

However, the words had already been spoken.

She, Lin Qinrou, is definitely not the kind of person who goes back on her word.

Thinking of this, Lin Qinrou finally gritted her teeth and took a step forward.

But as she got closer, Lin Qinrou couldn't help but gently pinch the hem of her skirt with both hands.

Clearly, I was still a little nervous.

The next moment, Lin Qinrou slowly closed her eyes: "You...you come."