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Look inside the room.

Dong Fang was lifted up by Ye Liuli, and also had a headache. "Liuli, it would be good to talk about such small and large jokes in the future, don't say it in front of outsiders, otherwise you might be caught."

Ye Liuli said, "I know, I know, you do n’t think I ’m joking about any occasion? You just ask someone to ask, how dignified and dignified the mother was when the prince originally hosted the banquet."

The cold sweat on the back of the Dongfang magpie came out, "Liu Li, the mother world refers to the queen, you must not say that you are the mother world, otherwise it is unthinkable." My heart secretly decided that we must pay close attention to Ye Liuli's homework. Let her be so silent.

Ye Liuli sighed, "I know that the mother's world is a queen, I'm just a metaphor, I mean the scene at the time was more than 10,000 people alone."

Dong Fang has a headache. "Don't use the phrase above one person over 10,000 people."

Ye Liuli shoved Dong Fang fiercely. "I will leave the dumb out when I go out. I can't say that or that. No wonder you guys are full of crooked intestines."

Dongfang screamed and laughed.

The four beauties have been lying at the door, wondering whether to go in and help the grandfather. The grandfather struggled for a long time like this, and he quickly got up. The mother was unhappy and pushed the grandfather back, so it was always sitting on the ground ... Right?

When Diao Chan's left foot crossed the threshold of entry to prepare to help Wang Ye to get up, he received the cold eyes of Xian Wang and hurriedly put his foot back.

"The prince has the princess and the maid to take care of it, let's go out for a walk." With that, he motioned to everyone to drag Magnolia and Yuzhu out.

Diao Chan's eyes are small, but he is very attentive, and Wang Ye can see with one glance what Wang really thinks.

Wang Ye's cold eyes clearly said-don't be troublesome, if anyone disturbs the world of the two of the king and the princess, there is no pardon to kill!

Soon the people at the door left.

Yuzhu was dragged away by Xi Shi, and Magnolia was coaxed away by the other three people.

Ye Liuli also found with conscience that he dragged the oriental salamander from the cold ground.

Pushing Dongfang's tall body into the chair, Ye Liuli hurriedly took over the previously written words, "Teacher Dongfang quickly forget the discomfort just now, and give me some pointers."

To tell the truth, Ye Liuli really wants to practice the word well.

Every time she wrote a letter or something, she was extremely awkward, because her words were too ugly. She would only write the block letters and block letters, and with a brush, nothing would happen.

Dong Fang opened the paper, and secretly marveled at Ye Liuli's seriousness, deepening her love.

"Well written," Dongfang said.

Ye Liuli rolled his eyes and said, "Fudge is fun to me? This kind of uneven and crooked characters, you say well written? Do you treat me stupid?"

Dongfang Yu smiled, "The journey of a thousand miles begins with one step. Everything has a gradual process. Although you haven't practiced literacy, it's not bad to make such progress in two days."

Ye Liuli knew, "When can I write well?"

Dongfang Yan frowned slightly. "What do you say is good, to what extent?"

"Like your words." Ye Liuli looked enviously at the characters on the paper as the example of the Oriental cymbals, with gold hooks and iron paintings, like a dragon.

Dongfang Li carefully looked at Xia Yeli's words, and then took Ye Liuli's wrist up and pinched her palm.

Ye Liuli was a little embarrassed. Isn't this teacher teaching her to write? Why do you start taking advantage when you write?

Just as she was about to take back her hand, he let go gently, "It's almost another thirty years."

"What?" Ye Liuli was taken aback.

Dong Fang smiled lightly, "Of course, if you adopt some promotion methods, maybe 20 years will be enough."

"Twenty years? Exaggerated?" She wasn't a naive girl she didn't know. She thought she could practice a good hand in a few days, but not 20 years?

Dongfang chanted, "I do n’t talk about strokes first. I practice a wrist force first, and you do n’t have good wrist strength. Even if the strokes are fine, you can't write good words."

"Wrist strength?" Ye Liuli did not understand the routine of writing brushes.

"Troubled in the second shelf of the bookshelf, and brought the original wristband." Dongfang Ling reached out a finger.

"Oh."

Because the four beauties were not present, Ye Liuli had to go and take it himself. According to the order of the Emperor, he opened the drawer, but he smelled a good smell of ink.

The drawers are very neatly arranged, but I don't know if it is because of the neatness of the four beauties or because of the neat king.

There is nothing else in the drawer of the second grid, only a large iron ring.

When Ye Liuli struck out the iron ring, he was almost shocked. "This is what you call a wristband?" Shouldn't the wristband be lightweight?

"Correct."

"..."

Dong Fang took the hoop and buckled it on his wrist. "In a flash, the king may not have been practicing the word for a long time, I'm afraid he's already rusty."

Ye Liuli suddenly realized, "You just practice writing with a hoop?"

Whether it is a soft pen or a hard pen, it is controlled by strength, but the soft pen uses wrist force and the hard pen refers to force.

Among them, the hard pen is better to grasp, after all, whether it is the fingers or the wrist, or even the arm, the strength is sufficient, the tip of the hard pen is sufficient to resist pressure.

However, the tip of the soft pen is made of hair, which requires both force and pressure, and it is difficult to write with your wrist.

Dong Fang wore the iron ring, wrote a few words, and spoke freely.

Ye Liuli was curious, "Lend me the iron ring, I will try it too."

Dongfang Ling just smiled gently, took off the iron ring on his wrist, and took care of Ye Liuli.

Ye Liuli is not good at all, let alone write with a hoop, even the pen cannot hold it. "Oriental, you are not human."

The wise king was startled, thinking that Ye Liuli would start to sing while crying again.

"How did you do that? I couldn't write a single word." Then, as Ye Liuli gritted his teeth, he held up his pen, and at the same time he had to write a word.

Dongfang chuckled slightly, stood up and walked over, holding the iron ring on Ye Liuli's wrist slightly up in her right hand, because her legs and feet were not very responsive, her left hand simply supported the table, and her tall body completely circled Ye Liuli on the table Aside.

"I just started practicing, since I don't need such a heavy wristband, you can use a lighter one, you can try writing now." He whispered softly.

Ye Liuli froze for a moment, only to feel that she was surrounded by a good smell of incense, warm behind her, and the body temperature emanating from her made her breathless.

Because the iron ring is lifted, the weight of the wrist is reduced. Although still struggling, the strength of the wrist is sufficient to write.

After writing five words in a row, Ye Liuli finally begged for mercy, "No more, no more." But I don't know if it was too tired to write or was softened by incense.