Rebirth in the 70s: After the fake daughter’s voice was leaked

Looking at Zhao Beichen, he continued, "Obviously, if it weren't for Professor Zhao, I wouldn't have studied so hard."

[Professor Zhao is also strange. Obviously, in the beginning, he insisted on letting himself study in these few days. When he became successful in his studies, he attributed all these efforts to himself. Go on, does this mean that you will retire after your success?】

Zhao Beichen stared at her, and when he heard his guess, the corners of his eyes twitched.

Retire after success?

The use of this word is really unique.

Looking at the hand getting closer and closer to his pen, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and when Yan Ruyu was about to touch her pen, he raised his hand and grabbed her wrist.

"Miss Ruyu, you are just talking. Why are you talking and getting something else at the same time?"

Yan Ruyu watched him hold her hand tightly, raised her eyes to meet his gaze, and averted her eyes with some guilt.

"I, I just looked a little strange at Professor Zhao's pen and wanted to take it over and have a look."

[Professor Zhao didn’t seem to have owned this pen before. Could it be that he bought it recently? Not to mention, this pen is really pretty. 】

[It would be nice if I could hold it in my hand and look at it for a while. Of course, it would be better if it becomes my own after reading it. However, this idea seems a little impossible. It would be good to touch it for yourself. . 】

Zhao Beichen was also a little surprised by this, but he didn't expect that she would be so interested in his pen.

Zhao Beichen lowered his eyes and looked at the pen he was protecting. After looking at it for a few seconds, Zhao Beichen let go of her wrist and handed his pen in front of her.

"Don't you want to take a look, Miss Ruyu? Let's take a look."

Yan Ruyu looked at the pen stretched out in front of her eyes and was stunned for a few seconds. Then she took it in her hand and began to observe it carefully.

She turned the pen gently, observing every detail of it.

The pen body of the pen shows a deep blue color and is inlaid with a small diamond, which sparkles with light.

Yan Ruyu couldn't help but sigh, "Professor Zhao, this pen is so beautiful! Professor Zhao, where did you buy it?"

Zhao Beichen thought for a moment and replied with a smile, "I accidentally discovered this in an antique shop a while ago. I was attracted to it the first time I saw it. I think it is different from my previous pens. They are so similar and have a unique temperament.”

Yan Ruyu nodded silently, confirming his words in her heart.

[This is true, and the unique temperament of this pen seems to be very suitable for Professor Zhao. There is a feeling that... Professor Zhao was born for this pen, no, this pen exists for Professor Zhao! 】

Yan Ruyu continued to observe the pen carefully. She found that the nib of the pen was very delicate and the writing might be smooth.

She couldn't help but ask, "Professor Zhao, how does this pen feel when writing?"

"I just noticed that Professor Zhao uses this pen, and I also think that this pen must be very silky when writing, and there is almost no sound when writing on paper."

Zhao Beichen smiled and nodded.

"It's really good. The nib is very soft and writes very smoothly."

Yan Ruyu's heart moved, and other thoughts suddenly appeared in her heart.

She looked at Zhao Beichen, with a mysterious light shining in her eyes.

He smiled and said, "Professor Zhao, can I try writing?"

[I have seen Professor Zhao’s pen, and now I want to use this pen to write. I suddenly have this request. Isn’t it a bit too much? Does Professor Zhao think that I am overreaching? 】

Zhao Beichen was slightly startled, and in order to prevent him from continuing to think in his mind, he hurriedly nodded in agreement.

"Of course, Miss Ruyu, you can give it a try."

Yan Ruyu gently held the pen in her hand and felt it.

She closed her eyes and thought back to her fantasy of becoming a writer.

She once dreamed of using her words to convey thoughts and emotions and let others feel her world through words.

Although she later nipped this idea in the cradle, today, she can use this pen to pretend that she is a great writer! Yan Ruyu snickered in her heart.

She slowly opened her eyes, put the pen on the paper, and started writing.

Her fingers drove the pen and lightly slid across the paper. Her writing was smooth and powerful. It was obvious at a glance that she enjoyed it.

Her thoughts followed the flow of handwriting unconsciously, and she gradually became immersed in it.

Zhao Beichen observed Yan Ruyu quietly. He was attracted by her concentration and devotion, and he couldn't even see anything else from the corner of his eye.

Zhao Beichen also discovered that what was revealed in her eyes at this moment was a unique light that had never been seen before. It was a kind of love for creation, which was faintly shining in her eyes.

Zhao Beichen suddenly thought, could it be that...she also has a certain love for creation?

If this is really the case, then I'm afraid... I can't tell what kind of school she will choose after the college entrance examination.

After Yan Ruyu finished writing a paragraph, she stopped what she was doing.

He raised his head and looked at Zhao Beichen, his eyes full of excitement.

"Professor Zhao, this pen is really great!"

"Professor Zhao, to tell you the truth, when I use this pen to write, I actually feel the joy of writing inexplicably. I even feel that I can write a particularly good work!"

"Of course, it doesn't sound like something I can do..."

[What I said is indeed a bit overconfident. I have never written anything, but I just used a pen. Although I really think of myself as a great writer, I hope Professor Zhao will not laugh at me...]

Zhao Beichen would not laugh at her originally, but after hearing her inner words, he knew that if he deliberately made fun of her, she would definitely think too much about it.

So... Zhao Beichen simply cooperated and encouraged him directly.

"Miss Ruyu, although it is unlikely that I can use my pen to give you a taste of what it means to be a great writer, I think it is Miss Ruyu herself who has particularly good literary creation ability."

"As for this pen... it probably just happened to be used today, when Miss Ruyu had inspiration. And I think these few sentences written by Miss Ruyu are quite literary."

After Yan Ruyu heard the compliment, she was not immediately proud, but felt a little embarrassed.

He lowered his head and picked up the pen with a smile, "How can I not be as good as Professor Zhao said? I just write casually, and my literary talent is only so-so."

"If I were really good at writing, I might have become a great writer."