Top-notch Masquerading as Cannon Fodder Female Companion Chapter 42: : Give me a whir

"Practice my name first, and then practice yours." Wei Zhiqian said.

"Why don't you practice mine first? Mine is just two words, it's simpler." Tan Mo asked again.

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

Who said this little girl is cute?

Not obedient at all!

"No matter what you do, you can't give up just because it's difficult. Choosing the simple one is tantamount to admitting defeat. It's because my name is difficult. When you finish practicing, you can practice other things, and it will be much easier." Wei Zhiqian stuffed the pen into the In Tan Mo's hands, "Don't talk nonsense, practice quickly!"

Tan Mo: "..."

I believe in your ghosts.

Helpless, Tan Mo had no choice but to practice obediently.

Wei Zhiqian looked at it with satisfaction, thinking that he would turn around and wait for Tan Mo to write it out. The brothers of the Tan family found that the best character written by Tan Mo turned out to be his name, so they stomped their feet angrily?

While talking and practicing, I became a little bored and a little tired, and my wrists and fingers ached.

She quietly put down the pen, shook her hands, and rubbed her face again.

Turning his head to see Wei Zhiqian engrossed in his study, Tan Mo realized that he hadn't observed Wei Zhiqian very carefully.

The skin of young people is so fine that the pores are so thin that you can't see it.

When he lowered his head to read a book, his eyes drooped slightly, his eyelashes were slightly covered, and they were long and dense.

Tan Mo thought, no wonder Qin Murong is so persistent towards Wei Zhiqian.

Wei Zhiqian, as the next head of the Wei family, is a rare hero, not to mention that the key point is that he is so good-looking and handsome.

is the best proof of the word "talent and appearance".

Such a young man with all the advantages in one body, I don't know what kind of demeanor he will have when he grows up.

"What are you looking at?" Wei Zhiqian reached out and tapped her forehead lightly.

It was very light, and Tan Mo didn't hurt at all, but he still let out an "oops" and rubbed his forehead pretending to be hurt.

The fingers quietly used a little strength, rubbing the place where Wei Zhiqian just hit it red.

The ones that weren't popular were rubbed by herself.

"Uncle, what are you doing knocking on me?" Tan Mo's eyes were watery with grievance, and he lowered his hand so that Wei Zhiqian could see the redness on her forehead.

"I didn't use any strength, just touched it, why is it so red?" Wei Zhiqian frowned, walked around to Tan Mo, and saw that Tan Mo's forehead was really red.

It's like smearing a small piece of plum blossom juice on the snow.

Wei Zhiqian asked, is a child's skin so tender?

Tan Mo pouted, let's see if you dare to hit me in the future.

It doesn't work if you don't work hard!

She used this method to let her master carefully touch her petals every day, but she didn't dare to use any strength.

"Is it very red?" Tan Mo raised his hand to touch it.

Stopped by Wei Zhiqian: "Don't touch it."

I'm afraid that she will hurt if she touches it.

Looking at Tan Mo's watery eyes, Wei Zhiqian regretted it, and would not have knocked if he had known.

Unexpectedly, Tan Mo not only looks like a porcelain doll, but also looks like a porcelain doll, untouchable.

"Hoo hoo for me." Tan Mo pointed at his red forehead, "Every time I kowtow, my parents and brothers take turns to hoo hoo for me."

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

He couldn't even think about this scene.

What kind of pampered life did Tan Mo live at home?

"Hurry up." Tan Mo urged.

Wei Zhiqian had no choice but to lower his head, and blow gently on the reddened part of her forehead.

"Blow gently." Tan Mo narrowed his eyes enjoying himself.

One of the tea art of the ancestor of green tea, let you hold me in the palm of your hand from now on, and never dare to do it again!

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

Wei Zhiqian was exhausted from bragging, and seeing that her forehead was not so red anymore, she began to settle accounts after autumn: "You didn't practice calligraphy just now, why are you in a daze?"

Tan Mo: "..."

"My wrist is sore." Tan Mo raised his right hand again to show Wei Zhiqian, "Look, there is still a place to hold the pen, it hurts."

Wei Zhiqian looked at the side of the first knuckle of her middle finger, it was indeed rubbed red by the pen, and even the skin was a little wrinkled, as if it was about to be rubbed into blisters.

"If you write a lot, it will become a little harder and it won't grind." Wei Zhiqian said, "Since you have decided to skip a grade, how can you not even survive this little difficulty."

"I can stand it." Tan Mo said immediately, "But my wrist is sore, uncle, rub it."

Wei Zhiqian: "..."

Why is this little girl so delicate.

Moreover, she practiced calligraphy as long as she practiced, so why did she practice ink in her hands.

Her little hands are not big, they are white and tender, and now they look like little flower hands.

This one and that one above are all ink.

"Come here today, go wash your hands first." Wei Zhiqian carried Tan Mo to the bathroom in the study again, and washed all the ink on her hands.

On the way to send Tanmo back to Tan's house, he rubbed the wrist of this delicate little girl again.

On the way back after seeing off Tan Mo, Wei Zhiqian sighed again.

How on earth does the Tan family spoil Tan Mo? He's so delicate.

*

Because of the temporary "forbearance" of the Qin Murong sisters, this semester, except for some noise on the first day of school, passed through very peacefully.

It's the final exam of this semester, how is the result of her study with Wei Zhiqian~IndoMTL.com~ Whether it's a mule or a horse, it depends on this time.

Although he is very confident, it does not affect Tan Mo's emphasis on this exam.

Wei Zhiqian didn't let her skip too many levels at once.

Only jumped from first grade to third grade.

Therefore, the examination paper is also for the third grade.

But because she was going to skip a grade, she didn't tell the public, except for Wei Zhiqian and the others, no one else knew about it.

So Tan Mo is still in the current class, taking the exam with his classmates.

It's just that all the other students did the first-grade test papers, and only she did the third-grade test papers.

Tan Mo prepared the signature pen, automatic pencil, eraser, and automatic pencil lead early.

The first grade still used pencils to answer the questions, but she took the third grade test, and the Chinese test was changed to a signature pen.

Fortunately, she practiced pen calligraphy with Wei Zhiqian for a semester. Although the writing is not very beautiful, at least it is very neat.

Especially for a six-year-old child, it is already rare.

After all, most children are still writing with pencils at this time, and they don't write very well.

This shows the effect of Wei Zhiqian's insistence on letting Tan Mo practice calligraphy with a fountain pen.

Writing with a fountain pen is much more difficult than using a signature pen.

After Tan Mo got used to writing with a fountain pen, he switched to a signature pen during the exam, and it immediately became much easier.

In order to be safe, Tammet came to the school early.

When she arrived, there was no one in the classroom.

After a while, a few students came here sporadically.

At this time, a female classmate named Li Xingyun came in with her schoolbag on her back and said to Tan Mo, "Tan Mo, I just met Qin Muye, she asked me to call you for a while, and she won't come here .”