Taking advantage of the chaos of everyone walking towards the classroom, Qian Min found a gap to walk to Du Wenxing, looked at him and asked softly, "Have you thought about it?"

Du Wenxing smiled softly, "Are you worried about me?"

Qian Min's pretty face turned red and her face turned rough: "I'm so passionate, I don't care about you."

As he said that, he walked forward and Du Wenxing's clear voice came from behind him, "Don't worry, I will win."

"Dream!" Chen Yuzhong passed by.

"Hehe", Du Wenxing smiled in his heart, Chen Yuzhong, you are causing humiliation.

"Everyone who has nothing to do with the bet will go out for me!" Looking at the chaotic classroom, Qian Min slapped the table heavily.

Her senior sister is still very prestigious, and the students of the college left the classroom in shame and looked around the window.

"How to compare?" Du Wenxing asked.

Chen Yuzhong looked at him and saw his calm look, and couldn't help but wonder, "This kid is too thick-skinned. Even though he knew he was going to lose, he pretended to be confident. He is so shameless."

Qian Min thought for a while and said, "Class is about to go to class, so we can't waste more words than anyone else, it's too wasteful. So, I'll choose twenty more rare words, and if I write them all right, I'll win."

She was thinking about Du Wenxing. She decided that among these twenty words, she could choose a few more words that she had taught Du Wenxing, so that even if she lost, she would not lose too ugly.

"What if they all wrote it right?"

Upon hearing Du Wenxing’s inquiry, Qian Min blinked her pretty eyes. Is this kid crazy?

Even if I can see that I want to help you, I can’t choose all the words you know? Are you shameless?

Chen Yuzhong laughed, "You are daydreaming, right? If you write everything right, even if you win, I believe Amin will be fair and selfless, right?"

Qian Min's face turned red and she coughed lightly, "If you write it correctly, then it's better than calligraphy."

She thought to herself, "Du Wenxing's childish calligraphy is definitely not as good as Brother Chen. I have helped both sides, so it's not unfair!"

"Okay, then let's start!"

After Du Wenxing finished speaking, he began to grind ink.

His four treasures in the study were temporarily borrowed by Qian Min. The ink was pine smoke ink, the ink was Chengni ink, and the pen was purple-haired pen, all of which were extraordinary.

Du Wenxing grinded slowly, and a faint fragrance of ink was emitted. His eyes were slightly closed, and his eyes and heart were filled with Qian Min's shadow.

When the gate of the academy opened, I saw the figure in the morning light standing there like a lotus of water...

At that moment, a sudden ecstasy of reunion arose in Du Wenxing's heart. An inexplicable emotion surged out like a tide. He didn't know why it was like this?

At some point, this woman actually occupied a place in his heart!

"What's wrong with me?"

While grinding the ink, he asked himself... and then suddenly realized, and then felt melancholy.

I fell in love with this girl, but... I am leaving!

No wonder I hate Chen Yuzhong so much.

Du Wenxing looked at his heart deeply for the first time and seemed to discover something amazing, which made him even have the idea of ​​giving up becoming a disciple of Qingcheng for a moment.

But soon, this idea was abandoned by him. His years of battlefield career forged his heart like iron and stone. He knew what he really wanted, and Senior Sister Qian... was destined to be a passerby in his life...

Qian Min's voice came from his ears, as if it was far away or very close. Du Wenxing casually wrote the words Qian Min reported.

Qian Min looked at him and nodded slightly. Du Wenxing wrote the first few words correctly. It seemed that he had not forgotten what he taught him.

But as Qian Min posted one by one, her eyes gradually changed because Du Wenxing did not stop writing, especially after the fifteenth character, she chose rare characters.

Du Wenxing has never learned these words, how did he write them?

Could it be written randomly?

Every time Qian Min pronounces a word, he will explain it later to avoid confusion of homophones.

Therefore, it is impossible for Du Wenxing to use a homophone instead of an uncommon character that he cannot write.

It must be a random writing?

Qian Min couldn't help but stretched her neck and looked at the rice paper on Du Wenxing's desk. Her eyes were filled with clean and neat handwriting, which made her... open her eyes wide.

Is this beautiful regular script really written by Du Wenxing?

However, half a month ago, this kid couldn't even write a simple word!

How is this possible?

How could there be such a big improvement in such a short time?

Before Du Wenxing asked for leave, his handwriting was like a dog crawling!

Qian Min had a sense of unreality, as if she was dreaming.

After writing the twenty words quickly, Qian Min walked to Du Wenxing’s desk in a daze and looked carefully, while Chen Yuzhong looked at Du Wenxing proudly.

"Good word!"

Qian Min's words made Chen Yuzhong's eyes strange, "Why did Amin praise what I wrote yet?"

Are you praising Du Wenxing’s words?

No, it's impossible.

This kid's handwriting is like a dog crawling, so he can't help Amin's praise!

Qian Minzai carefully checked the twenty words written by Du Wenxing, and it turned out to be correct. Even the last eight uncommon words were correct.

Is this guy really homeschooling?

Seeing Qian Min in a daze, Chen Yuzhong was a little anxious, "Amin, how many wrong is this kid?"

Qian Min came back to her senses and looked at Du Wenxing with complicated eyes, "He is right, he has written everything right."

"What? How is it possible?" Chen Yuzhong was shocked.

The heads poked out from the window also showed a look of surprise. Most of them asked themselves that the last eight words were not necessarily able to recognize them themselves. Du Wenxing, a beginner, actually wrote them all correctly!

Chen Yuzhong is still waiting to say something. Qian Min came over and looked at Chen Yuzhong's calligraphy. It was all right, but is the calligraphy...

She glanced at Chen Yuzhong with a strange expression, returned to the podium, and announced: "The winner of this bet is...Du Wenxing."

There was a sudden noise outside the window.

Chen Yuzhong said anxiously: "Amin, have you made a mistake? If you decide in the end, do you decide that everyone is right, then you can judge the winner according to calligraphy?"

Could it be that Amin took it seriously when he said casually before, "If you write it correctly, you will win?"

Qian Min looked at Chen Yuzhong again, then said with a complicated expression: "It is based on calligraphy evaluation that I judged Du Wenxing to win."

"Impossible!" Chen Yuzhong couldn't help it, and rushed to Du Wenxing's desk and looked at the words on the paper.

Lines of handwriting with great rules are revealed in front of Chen Yuzhong. The characters are exquisite in strokes, rigorous in structure, and in a harmonious manner. They don’t seem to be able to write them without more than ten years of skill.

Is this written by Du Wenxing?!

Chen Yuzhong couldn't believe it.
Chapter completed!