Ye Qingyun touched the rabbit in his arms.
"Well, why don't you just let me go? I'm just an ordinary person and I'm of no use to you."
Xiao Shi hummed softly.
"Why is it useless? You can tell me a story."
Ye Qingyun smiled bitterly: "How about I write down the story of The Legend of the Condor Heroes, and you read it slowly, and then let me go?"
Xiao Shi heard this and thought it was okay.
Although she is unruly, she can also understand the importance of things.
It was enough to force Ye Qingyun to take him all this way and make him tell him stories for so long.
It would be a bit much to take him with me anymore.
"Then you write it."
"okay."
Ye Qingyun immediately started writing.
There is a pen and paper on the carriage. Although it is a writing brush, Ye Qingyun has already practiced calligraphy well under the brutal training of the system.
Whether it is running script, regular script or cursive script, he can easily control it.
You can easily reach the level of a calligraphy master.
At first, Xiao Shi didn't pay attention.
But when she glanced out of the corner of her eye and saw the words written by Ye Qingyun, she couldn't help but froze.
Ye Qingyun's calligraphy is free and elegant, every word is so perfect, making people feel comfortable just by looking at it.
Looking at Ye Qingyun's posture when he puts down the pen is simply a kind of enjoyment.
"Your handwriting is actually so good?"
Xiao Shi said in surprise.
Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.
"It's okay, just so-so."
So-so?
Xiao Shi looked at the vigorous and powerful words, yet not losing their elegance.
If this is so-so, then her writing can only be described as crawling like a dog.
I wrote it all night.
Ye Qingyun has finally finished writing The Legend of the Condor Heroes.
Of course.
In order to save time, Ye Qingyun completely refined the main content, so he could finish it in one night.
"It's finally over."
Ye Qingyun rubbed his sore and numb wrist and handed the dozen or so pages he had written down to Xiao Shi.
"By the way, let me give you another picture."
Ye Qingyun drew another picture.
It is a scene of Guo Jing bending his bow and shooting a large eagle.
This painting is naturally extremely exquisite.
Ye Qingyun's painting skills, like his calligraphy skills, were honed under systematic torture.
This painting made Xiao Shi stunned.
It seemed as if there really was a heroic figure standing in the desert Gobi, holding a treasure bow, bending the bow and setting an arrow, and killing two birds with one stone.
That kind of strong impact, that kind of real shock.
Xiao Shi was completely attracted by this painting for a moment, and was immersed in it involuntarily, forgetting everything.
"Ahem."
Ye Qingyun coughed.
Xiao Shi still stared at the painting.
"Oh, Miss Xiao."
Ye Qingyun reminded him.
Xiao Shi just woke up from a dream.
She looked at Ye Qingyun blankly.
"What's wrong?"
"I have to say goodbye."
Ye Qingyun said.
"Oh, stop the car."
Xiao Shi shouted.
The carriage stopped.
Ye Qingyun immediately got out of the carriage with the rabbit in his arms, and Da Mao also jumped down.
Xiao Shi poked her head out of the carriage.
"See you again in the future."
Ye Qingyun smiled and nodded.
The carriage continued to move forward.
Ye Qingyun breathed a long sigh of relief.
Finally free.
But he looked around.
People were confused again.
Chapter completed!