Godly Talented Doctor

On the stone bench, I didn't feel anything wrong.

Tang Yiqiu brought out simple refreshments and put them on the stone table. After greeting her, she made excuses and went to the kitchen. She was here to play with Le Yanzhi, so she stopped screaming miserably.

Le Yanzhi sat on the stone bench opposite Nangong Yi, took a small snack and stuffed it for Nangong Yi, and took a mouthful of himself and stuffed it into his mouth, and his cheeks immediately swelled up.

Nangong Yi looked at it for a long time, coughed, and asked, "Is Le Yanzhi still practicing calligraphy just now?"

Le Yanzhi nodded, "Well, I learned calligraphy from scratch, and I don't have any foundation. I've been learning it for several days!"

"Oh?" Nangong Yi was surprised, "I saw that Yanzhi could read and write that day, so I thought he could write a little bit."

"I can write with stones, I can write with branches, I can write with anything that is hard, but I can't write with a brush." ​​Le Yanzhi explained.

If you give people the feeling that you are illiterate, you will be ashamed.

Nangong Yi felt that this person in front of him was so special in everything!Even writing is not from the usual way.Then he became very interested in Le Yanzhi's calligraphy, wondering if the written characters were different from others?

"Oh... Since you can write, can you give me a pair of calligraphy?"

Le Yanzhi immediately waved his hands, "Gift? I can't give it away, and the writing is hard to read! Why don't you give me a pair! Maybe someone will like it, and you can sell it for money!"

"Are you short of money?"

"No! I'm just joking! Anyway...Brother Nangong will give me a pair, please?" Le Yanzhi stared at Nangong Yi seriously.

How could Nangong Yi refuse to meet this fiery gaze?

Having a big head and getting excited together, Nangong Yi rolled up his sleeves and said cheerfully, "Okay then, please tell me to grind ink for me!"

"Grinding ink for you?" Le Yanzhi rolled his eyes again, "Brother Nangong, please wait a moment." Then he turned and ran to the kitchen, and shouted deliberately, "Father! Is there any steamed buns in our kitchen? Nangong Brother wants to give me an inscription, but wants me to feed him steamed buns!!"

Feed my momo... eat!

The yard is not big, and the sound is not small.Even if Nangong Yi was deaf, he couldn't pretend that he couldn't hear.

With a bang, Nangong Yi slammed his forehead on the stone table, tears streaming down his face silently in his heart, he knew, he knew, when facing Le Yanzhi, something strange would always happen, okay, he asked to feed him Momo, if it gets out, where will this face be put in the future?

After that, how do you say "grind ink for me"!

Looking up again, I happened to see Le Yanzhi walking out.Nangong Yi's first reaction was to stare nervously at Le Yanzhi's hand.

He raised his hand and stroked his chest calmly. Fortunately, what was brought out was not a bun, but a serious pen and ink!

Putting away the teacup and snacks, Le Yanzhi laid out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, then skillfully began to add water and grind the ink.

Le Yanzhi has been doing this a lot these past few days, except that he still can't get the ink with the right consistency, and he has no problem at all with the grinding back and forth.

Tang Yiqiu is not worried about Le Yanzhi's safety, after all, he knows in his heart that this is a boy at all, and he won't suffer from being with a young man.

And this young man looks really good. If he really has daughters, it would be perfect to develop them.

In order not to make the youngsters feel uncomfortable playing, Tang Yiqiu took the opportunity to go to the market to buy some things and come back.After saying hello, they went out, only Nangong Yi and Le Yanzhi were left in the yard.

Seeing Le Yanzhi grinding hard, Nangong Yi couldn't help snatching it over and began to grind it himself. Le Yanzhi was lying on the other side of the table holding the brush, thinking to himself, I don't know how much his calligraphy can sell for?Is it enough to buy medicine for Meng Yao?

Seeing Le Yanzhi lying in front of him, Nangong Yi was a little absent-minded, and thought that he was tired after practicing calligraphy for a long time, so he didn't bother him.

The two of them just kept silent, one was grinding, and the other was watching...

Didn't even feel embarrassed.

After a while, Nangong Yi ground the thick ink just right.

Le Yanzhi saw Nangong Yi dipped in the ink and picked up the pen, his excited eyes immediately revealed a light of surprise, wondering what Nangong Yi could write.

but……

Nangong Yi paused holding the pen, stood up from the stone stool, walked half a circle to Le Yanzhi, handed the brush to Le Yanzhi, and said, "Try to write two characters in Yanzhi."

Huh?Le Yanzhi looked at Nangong Yi, and refused embarrassingly, "My writing is not good-looking, I probably can't recognize it, Brother Nangong should give me a picture of the calligraphy!"

Nangong Yi smiled softly, "I'm not in a hurry to give the words, I want to see how far Yanzhi has written now, if there is something I don't understand, maybe I can give some pointers, although I, Nangong Yi, am not a great calligrapher, but I have been practicing calligraphy since I was a child, and I still understand a little bit about some basic things.”

What he said sounds reasonable, why not take the opportunity to ask him to give pointers and save his poor crawling font.

Usually I don’t dare to ask Tang Yiqiu, I’m really worried that Tang Yiqiu will find that the current self is different from the previous self, so most of the time I practice calligraphy when Tang Yiqiu is not at home, and the papers that are written are also immediately discarded. Dispose of it, either burn it or throw it away.

Tang Yiqiu only thinks that he loves to be clean and has no tolerance for rubbish.

Le Yanzhi was not polite this time. After taking the brush, he put his elbows on the stone table and started to write.

Before the pen landed on the paper, Nangong Yi stabilized his wrist beside him, "Wait a minute, the posture is wrong."

"Uh..." Le Yanzhi was a little embarrassed. He had been doing this for so many days to save energy. As for what is the correct posture, he really didn't know! "Position? How should I pose?"

Nangong Yi stood next to him and thought for a while, then supported Le Yanzhi's shoulders and made him stand up, "Stand up and write first, remember to never fix your elbows." He stroked Le Yanzhi's arms naturally , "The basic skills of contact characters, the fingers should be firm, the palm should be empty, the palm should be upright, and the wrist should be flat. If you maintain this posture, the elbow must be suspended in the air and it is best to be higher than the wrist."

Le Yanzhi listened carefully, and tried to start writing following Nangong Yi's gestures.

Sure enough, it's much better than practicing by yourself, and the words written in this posture don't seem to crawl so much anymore.

"Yanzhi is not tall enough now, so if you practice calligraphy every day, you'd better stand up instead of sitting down. You see," Nangong Yi explained, pointing to the corner of one of the characters written by Le Yanzhi, "here is the focus It's useless."

With that said, Nangong Yi walked behind Le Yanzhi, gently covered Le Yanzhi's hand holding the pen holder with his hand, and exerted a little force.

Le Yanzhi writes the same character at a time, but the corners are much smoother and stronger than before.

"Do you have time tomorrow afternoon?" Nangong Yi did not let go of his posture, but the pen had already left the paper.

"Tomorrow..." Le Yanzhi didn't even have to think about it, "I have time in the afternoon."

Nangong Yi said softly that he could not refuse, "Then tomorrow afternoon, do you still remember the willow tree when you slept last time?"

Le Yanzhi raised his eyelids and thought about it, then shook his head.

"It's the willow tree where we met at dinner the day before yesterday, not far from the corner of the hillside." Nangong Yi reminded.

"Oh!" One of Le Yan stomped his feet.

At first he wanted to slap his head, but Nangong Yi grabbed the brush with one hand, and Ying was forced to press the paper with the other hand. In order to express that he remembered, he could only stomp his feet, "I remember there, from I saw you as soon as the hillside turned."

"That's right there," Nangong Yi was very happy, "I'll wait for you there at noon tomorrow, I have something to tell you, I must come."

After speaking, he let go of Le Yanzhi, turned around and sat opposite him, and looked at Le Yanzhi's expression.

Le Yanzhi didn't think much, and agreed directly.

Anyway, if you want to go to the ruined temple during the day, you will pass by there no matter what, and there is no need to be hypocritical about things that happen along the way.

When Tang Yiqiu finally came back from shopping, he found that there was only one person in the yard, Le Yan, standing there practicing calligraphy seriously, and Nangong Yi was gone.

After asking curiously, I realized that I had already left.

Tang Yiqiu said to Le Yanzhi with some embarrassment, "Speaking of which, Mother thinks that Nangong Yi treats you...he seems very unusual!"

The reaction in Le Yanzhi's mind was indeed that Nangong Yi was special to him because of his special remarks, the pen did not stop, and continued to write on the paper, saying, "Well, maybe it's because I was scared !"

Nangong Yi's Marriage Proposal ([-])

Meng Yao felt that Le Yan came a little late today, and he was a little absent-minded.When I changed his dressing, I always felt as if my mind was distracted, and my eyes would freeze from time to time, and I could hear him sigh slightly occasionally.

I couldn't help but feel strange, and couldn't help asking: "Why does Miss Yanzhi always sigh?"

Le Yanzhi sighed again, drooping his shoulders and said: "I don't know any way to make money, I thought about it a lot, but it didn't work!"

Yesterday, he hoped to sell Nangong Yi's pen and ink for money, but in the end, he didn't write a word, they all wrote with his hand.How can this be considered Nangong Yi's pen and ink?It's obviously his own!

"Miss Yanzhi wants to make money?" Meng Yao was curious. This girl doesn't look like her family is so poor that she needs a child to find a way to go out and make money!

"Hmm..." Le Yanzhi nodded honestly, "Seeing that the medicine you need to change is about to run out, and I don't want to ask my father for money to buy medicine. It's easy to be suspected, so I can only do it myself. Find a way to make some money, I had a good opportunity yesterday, but I missed it, what a pity!!!" After speaking, he let out a long sigh of remorse!

Meng Yao was a little embarrassed and sorry, he didn't expect that because of his