Became a group favorite in the arms of the villain prince after wearing a book

Chapter 357 Worse than trash

Author: Gemini Fish

"It rained and the wind blew violently last night. I slept hard and couldn't get rid of the remaining wine. I tried to ask the people behind the curtain, but the crabapples were still the same. Do you know? Do you know? They should be green, fat, red and thin."

After finishing writing, Jiang Yanming threw the pen away.

Although the writing of this Ru Meng Ling by layman Yi An is simple, it is an extremely beautiful and popular one.

Especially since this is a poem written by Li Qingzhao when he was a girl, it is perfect for Jiang Yanming to use this poem now.

Although it doesn't quite fit Jiang Yanming's usual arrogant and domineering temperament, it still makes sense.

"You talk about being anonymous, but you can tell it belongs to me at the first glance."

Jiang Yanming couldn't help but muttered.

Her calligraphy is very special, and anyone who has read it once will recognize it.

Although he has improved a lot through practice these days, compared to the people in this world he has been writing about since he was a child, Jiang Yanming's handwriting is still not very good-looking.

After Jiang Yanming finished writing, he put away the paper he was writing on.

There is no rush now.

…

"Give me those tubes."

Jiang Yunxian said to Nasha.

Nasha took two iron pipes and handed them to Jiang Yunxian.

After three days of adaptation, Nasha has adapted to the role of Jiang Yunxian's assistant.

In three days, Nasha had forgotten how many times she had been thrown out by Jiang Yunxian.

Jiang Yunxian is not just talking about it, she is really embarrassed.

If Vanessa is a step late or takes something wrong, Jiang Yunxian will pick up her collar and throw her out of the workshop.

That is to say, Nasha doesn't have the airs of a princess, and is also quite wary of Jiang Yunxian and doesn't dare to get angry.

As a result, Nasha quickly mastered the rhythm of work.

And Jiang Yunxian did not break his promise. After making what he wanted in the workshop, he would teach Nasha some mechanism skills.

Nasha had no complaints about this.

"Girl Jiang, I have already studied this little thing called the Rubik's Cube."

Mo Zhu excitedly entered Jiang Yunxian's workshop and received a cold look from Jiang Yunxian.

"Teacher, if you have anything to say, we'll talk to you later."

Jiang Yunxian only looked up and continued to assemble the parts in his hands.

Mo Zhu knew Jiang Yunxian's temper, so he was not angry and went out with a smile.

Mo Zhu felt that accepting Jiang Yunxian as his disciple was the most correct decision he made.

Jiang Yunxian's learning speed is very fast. He can quickly master various mechanisms of the Mo family, and he can also research new mechanisms on his own.

If he hadn't been too young, Mo Zhu would have even planned to set up a complete workshop for Jiang Yunxian.

Instead of being like now, Jiang Yunxian can only conduct research in a room in his workshop.

Jiang Yunxian didn't keep Mo Zhu waiting for too long, and quickly walked out of the house with Nasha.

"Teacher, what do you want from me?"

Jiang Yunxian still respected Mo Zhu, but she didn't recognize anyone during her work and treated everyone equally.

"I want to discuss something with you. Whether this little thing called the Rubik's Cube can be promoted as a work of my Mo family."

As if he was afraid that Jiang Yunxian would misunderstand, Mo Zhu continued, "Don't worry, your name will definitely be attached when the time comes."

Jiang Yunxian had no objection to this. This thing was originally just a small product of her experiment with mechanism techniques.

"Teacher, I have an idea." Nasha said.

"What are your thoughts, Your Highness Nasha?"

Mo Zhu said gently.

Although he had reservations about Nasha's status as an exotic princess, he still liked Nasha herself.

After all, Nasha is the template of the kind of inquisitive student that teachers like most.

"Since Confucianism can hold a poetry meeting, why can't we hold a competition using a Rubik's Cube?"

Nasha said eloquently, "This can also enhance the popularity of our Mohist family. Moreover, through this competition, we can also lay the foundation for the future promotion of the Rubik's Cube."

Mo Zhu couldn't help but stroke his beard, "Your Highness Nasha said very well. I will go discuss this matter with Prince Teng right now."

"Girl Jiang, what do you think?"

Jiang Yunxian's expression did not change, "It's fine as long as the teacher thinks it's good."

Jiang Yunxian paused, "In addition to this third-level Rubik's Cube, I can also make a simpler second-level Rubik's Cube."

"I won't bother you, Girl Jiang. After all, things from my Mo family have to be a bit difficult."

If the Mohist's things can be solved so easily, wouldn't it mean that the Mohist's are useless?

Mo Zhu left with the Rubik's Cube.

Jiang Yunxian walked towards the workshop, and Nasha followed her closely.

"Miss Yunxian, speaking of which, I see that you have been staying in the workshop these days. Are you ready for the poetry club's works?"

Nasha asked.

Jiang Yunxian paused for a moment, "Poetry meeting? When is it?"

"Miss Yunxian, don't you know?"

Jiang Yunxian shook her head. Recently, the research on this matter was more important, so she dropped all the classes she could take.

Of course, this was all thanks to Ji Xingfei's help.

"Tell me the specific situation."

Jiang Yunxian said calmly.

Nasha does not need to participate because she is a princess from a foreign country and does not need to study Confucian classes.

However, Nasha occasionally learns Confucian knowledge, and she still highly respects Confucian benevolence, justice, etiquette, wisdom, and trust.

But it is very difficult for her to create works.

So, Nasha told Jiang Yunxian what she heard about the Confucian poetry meeting.

"I see, I understand."

After Jiang Yunxian thought about it, he decided to make what he was currently working on first.

She believed that Ji Xingfei would solve the problem for her.

If that doesn't work, she can still go find that guy.

…

On the last day of preparation for the poetry meeting, Wu Chen approached Jiang Yanming with his works.

"Teacher Yanming, please help me take a look."

Wu Chen couldn't hide the excitement and excitement on his face.

It took him a long time, but he was very satisfied with the finished work.

Jiang Yanming took it over and took a look. The word "um" was indeed at the level of her students.

Wu Chen's handwriting is almost at the same level as before she studied with Yu Jie.

The boss will not talk about the second child, and Jiang Yanming is not going to say anything more about Wu Chen's words.

She herself wasn't doing well, so she was embarrassed to tell others about it.

However, when Jiang Yanming saw what Wu Chen wrote, her eyelids jumped.

This poem...

Wu Chen said proudly, "How about it, teacher? Your writing is pretty good, right?"

This is a masterpiece that he spent three days using up all the words in his mind to write.

Jiang Yanming tore up the paper in his hand expressionlessly.

Why should she see such a thing? Her eyes!

"Teacher? You!"

Wu Chen watched in stunned silence as Jiang Yanming tore the paper.

"You kid, you wrote something like this in three days? What did you write!"

Jiang Yanming has a normal level of appreciation. In her opinion, Wu Chen's poem is like an indescribable thing.

To say that this is a poem is an insult to the word poem!

Jiang Yanming usually wouldn't get angry over this kind of thing, but this kid Wu Chen went too far.

Jiang Yanming almost stuffed the paper in Wu Chen's mouth.

After Jiang Yanming calmed down, she resisted the urge to beat up Wu Chen and said, "I'll teach you how to write poetry!"

"oh."

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