Lin Meng ran over, looked at Liu Xin in the mirror, and sighed, "Liu Xin, although you look like a fox in appearance, in fact, you are not completely foxified."

Liu Xin said, "Ah? Lin Meng, don’t you have any problems with your eyes? I already look like this, and you actually said that I’m not completely foxed? I’m not like a fox from the outside. What a difference. I know you want to comfort me, but I know that I am already a real fox."

After Liu Xin finished speaking, she immediately wailed, "I'm done, I'm completely foxified."

"Hey, Liu Xin, don't cry. Actually, you are not completely foxified at all. I'm serious. I didn't lie to you."

"Oh? Why do you say that?"

"Because you are not completely foxed at all. In fact, there is a big difference between you and a real fox now."

"What's the difference? Look at me now. My pointed mouth, fluffy body and face, my hands and feet turned into claws, and my back is arched. It's clearly like a fox."

"Here, let me tell you. For example, a real fox can't speak human words, but you can. This is the most essential difference."

Liu Xin was startled, and it took a long time to roll around laughing.

"Yeah, why didn't I think about it? Foxes don't know how to speak human words, but I can speak, which shows that I am still human."

In fact, Lin Meng found out this reason, of course, intending to comfort Liu Xin, who was distraught, but unexpectedly, it made her so happy. Of course, except that Liu Xin is slightly bigger than a normal fox, she looks like a real fox.

Seeing her so happy, Lin Meng naturally couldn't bear to hit her again, so he comforted, "Actually, it doesn't matter if you don't know how to write, you can learn from scratch."

"Ah? Lin Meng, I understand what you mean. Are you asking me to learn to write again?"

"Yes, as human beings are born, we don’t know anything except eat and drink Lazarus. As we grow older, we learn a lot, not just reading and writing, singing and dancing, but also more intelligent people. Inventing and creating, in other words, isn’t all this learned?"

"Well, you are right. Isn't it just learning to write? I believe I can do it."

Liu Xin stunned immediately, jumped back to the table, and grabbed the disobedient signature pen. Unfortunately, her paw couldn't make a fist like a human palm, and the pen fell to the ground disobediently.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you."

Lin Meng bent down to pick up the pen and put it on Liu Xin's paw, "Try again."

Lin Meng helped Liu Xin to fix the pen on her paw. "You must hold this pen. Your problem now is that you can't hold the pen tightly. Actually how to write, you probably haven't forgotten it?"

Liu Xin nodded, "Yes, of course I know how to write. My biggest problem now is that I can't hold the pen because my paws are too clumsy."

"Everything needs to be practiced, because the claws are used to doing some simple climbing movements. For difficult movements such as writing, it may be relatively difficult to do. But I believe that after a period of exercise, you will be able to smoothly Write the words out."

"Actually, I don’t need to write a lot of words, I just need to write my name well. Just write two words-Liu Xin, that’s enough. And I don’t have much time to exercise, if Mr. Chen decides When buying a house, he will come to sign at any time."

"Yeah, so you have to practice this signature as soon as possible. Don't worry, I will fix the pen for you first, and you can write it first."

"Well, thanks a lot."

Lin Meng held Liu Xin's right paw with both hands. Liu Xin contracted her paws desperately, trying to grasp the pen with her paws. This time, with Lin Meng's help, the pen was finally held in her paws successfully.

Lin Mengdao, "Write, what are you still hesitating?"

Liu Xin clenched the pen tightly, gritted her teeth and wrote her name on the paper.

Even though Lin Meng's paw was held in pain by her in this way, she still resisted in order to hold the pen.

After the boss's effort, the handwriting was finally finished, even though the handwriting was crooked and uglier than a dog's bite. But after all, it was finished.

"Wow! I'm so great that I can write with my paw, I did it!"

Liu Xin jumped off the table excitedly, jumping around on the ground, getting hairy everywhere.

Lin Meng beckoned to her, "You come back quickly, don't run around, you can't write it like this, besides, you write it like this, or write it with my help, and I can't stay with you when you sign the contract. Helping you by your side will scare that Mr. Chen."

"Yes. You helped me just now, I have to practice myself."

Liu Xin stunned again, jumped on the table, grabbed the pen, and smiled, "I understand now. To write, the first thing I must learn is how to hold the pen. My problem now is that I can’t hold the pen. If I can hold it Hold the pen, then writing any words is no problem."

"Well, it makes sense, you just start with holding a pen."

Liu Xin held the pen with her paw, and she kept stretching her paw. With a little time, she could hold the pen flexibly in her paw.

"Look, my paws are much more flexible than before."

"I said, everything is practiced, you just need to practice with your heart, and I guarantee you can write as well as before."

"Well, you are right. As long as you work hard, the iron rod can be ground into a needle. I must practice now."

For the next two hours, Liu Xin kept squeezing the pen tightly and practicing writing, even if she was tired and sweat soaked her hair, she would never rest.

"Hey, Lin Meng, don't you really want to take a break?"

"What's the rest? Mr. Chen will come to sign at any time. I must practice the signing before he comes."

"Oh, well, you practice hard."

The hard work paid off, and Liu Xin could finally write her signature after some hard work.

Looking at the pile of signatures on the paper, Liu Xin smiled with satisfaction.

"Lin Meng, take a look at my signature, is it gradual, and writes more fluently every time?"

Lin Meng smiled and said, "Yes, the better you write, the better you are now. I'm really happy for you. Using your current handwriting to sign, at least can barely handle it."

Liu Xin was happy that she was finally able to write with her claws, and suddenly there was a scream out of the window. The sound was sharp and piercing. It sounded strange, and it was obviously made by some kind of beast.