Military Training Starts, Three School Flowers Give Me Water

"???"

Chen Xi was full of question marks when he saw Lin Bei's eager reply.

Later, she noticed that she had just typed a typo and labeled her friend as **...

After Chen Xi discovered the problem, Qiao blushed, feeling very embarrassed and embarrassed.

Fortunately, there is no one in the bedroom, otherwise she feels even more unable to see people.

Hastily started to withdraw the message just now.

As if nothing happened, Chen Xi scolded in shame: [Bah, scumbag! 】

[I made a typo, what do you think! 】

When Lin Bei saw this, although he had known that Chen Xi had accidentally made a typo, he still felt quite a pity.

[A typo? Why does your input method put ** in front? 】

Chen Xi was very embarrassed when he saw Lin Bei's question, [How do I know, I won’t tell you, I’m going to class...]

After speaking, she threw the phone aside, yelling and slapped the bed, feeling that she was really dead...

How could I do such an embarrassing thing!

...

the other side.

While Lin Bei was mopping up by teaching Ji Shulan to play the guitar, Ji Mo returned to her estate on the outskirts of Zhonghai, covering an area of ​​100 acres.

This is her home.

"Dad, what do you think of this handwriting?"

Ji Mo found her father, Ji Shuping, in an extremely spacious study room as magnificent as a library.

"Huh? What's the matter?"

Hearing this, Ji Shuping raised his head to look at his daughter who suddenly went home, stretched out his hand to push the golden glasses on the bridge of his nose, and asked curiously.

Then, he took a piece of paper that Ji Mo handed over, and glanced at it indifferently. Suddenly, his eyes froze.

Staring at the poem on the paper has been reading.

He was motionless as if petrified.

Ji Mo just stood by and waited, his expression calm and silent.

After a long while, Ji Shuping finally came back to his senses, his eyes burst into light, and he exclaimed: "Good poem, good poem, which poem was written by everyone?"

As he said, he frowned slightly, and said regretfully: "That's the word, it's not too good, it's a bit green..."

"There is also this paper, why has it been torn off the side?"

Hearing Ji Shuping's last words, Ji Mo twitched at the corner of his mouth and said nothing.

Of course she wouldn't say, beside this character, there were originally three people painted, one of them was your daughter, right?

Of course she couldn't just show it to Ji Shuping in its entirety. Naturally, when she brought it over, she would cut off the painting and the character first.

Ji Mo replied: "Written by a friend of mine. This is the manuscript of his poem. I bought it with a little money. How about? Isn't it okay?"

"More than just okay? This is amazing. By the way, how much did you spend?" Ji Shuping asked excitedly and excitedly.

Ji Mo said lightly: "Five hundred thousand."

She thought to herself that she originally planned to buy this writing for 500,000 yuan, but Lin Bei refused, and finally he asked herself to give him a pot of papaya stewed snow clams, so she bought it.

It's not a lie.

"Five hundred thousand? So cheap?"

When Ji Shuping heard her daughter's words, his eyes widened in surprise.

I didn't expect that the manuscript of such a good poem would only sell for half a million?

That's five million, I'm afraid that many people are rushing to buy it!

Ji Mo said, "Well, it's really cheap. It's probably based on the price of an acquaintance, so it's so cheap to sell me!"

"Oh? Men and women?" Ji Shuping asked suddenly when he heard the words.

"Man!" Ji Mo said lightly.

"Um……"

Hearing what his daughter said, Ji Shuping groaned, and said: "Man...Daughter, you are not too young now, and you can also consider major marriages. If the man's character is good, Dad won't object... …"

Ji Mo: "???"

She had long known that her grandfather and father were fond of calligraphy as fateful, but she did not expect that her father would sell himself just for this character?

Do you know that he is a scumbag?

Associating with your daughter and communicating with two other roommates of mine at the same time.

Ji Mo wanted to complain about these things directly with his father.

However, thinking that if she tells the truth, Lin Bei is afraid that it will be impossible to save her life, so she didn't say it.

"no!"

Ji Mo said without changing his face: "I didn't plan to fall in love so early, I just wanted to ask you, how about using this character as a birthday gift for grandpa?"

"Birthday gift?"

Hearing her daughter’s question, Ji Shuping immediately became serious, and frowned slightly, “Although this poem is popular with everyone, but the calligraphy is still very green, but your grandpa likes to support the younger generation, he doesn’t mind this. , But the problem is..."

As he said, he looked at Ji Mo, frowned and shook his head: "This poem is not suitable for the scene! It is about love, love, and it is a bit inappropriate for birthday gifts!"

Ji Mo frowned upon hearing this.

I thought, it seems that it is indeed the case.

When she saw this poem before, she was shocked to see that Lin Bei’s calligraphy was pretty good, and then she thought that grandpa’s birthday feast was just around the corner, and she hadn’t chosen a good birthday gift, so she wanted to It was bought as a birthday gift for grandpa.

I feel that my grandpa loves calligraphy and painting, and I will definitely feel very satisfied.

But I forgot this poem and used it as a birthday gift for the elders, which seems to be inappropriate.

At this time, Ji Shuping said again: "Hey, since your friend has such a talent for poetry, there should be other poetry too, right? Otherwise, how many more would you buy from him?"

"Of course, if it's the best, you can also invite him to our Ji's house, and then let him write poems to the old man on the spot. The old man will definitely be more satisfied!"

Ji Shuping casually suggested.

Ji Mo shook his head and said, "No, I bought his handwriting for 500,000 yuan. It's already considered as a tribute to others. If you want to buy his works cheaply, it's not good..."

Ji Shuping said anxiously: "It's okay, let's buy it at a premium. When we encounter a favorite work, we spend two million or five million, or even ten million to buy it, isn't that all right!"

"Anyway, our family doesn't have that much money!"

Ji Shuping said with great wealth.

Ji Mo: "..."

I can't answer your words!

"Okay, I will ask again when that time comes..."

Ji Mo casually said.

But in fact, she didn't plan to go to Lin Bei anymore.

Because she knew that if she refused her father's idea, he would definitely keep asking and let herself try it. Then it would be better to perfuse him first, and then say that the other party rejected it later.

Thinking like this, Ji Mo thought of his father's proposal just now.

Let Lin Bei come to grandpa's birthday banquet and write poems for grandpa on the spot?

Grandpa will definitely be very happy.

Ji Mo looked in a daze, and thought it might be like this.

But it is impossible for her to find the dead man.

Ugh……

It would be nice if Lin Bei hadn't been so scumbag.

In this way, if they want to be together, the resistance will not be so big...

Ji Mo thought in a daze, suffocating a gloomy breath in his heart.

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