"Master, isn't my handwriting not pretty?"

Ye Qingyun nodded seriously.

"It's not that it doesn't look good, it's just that it's very ugly."

Li Yuanxiu: "..."

He looked depressed.

This was a deep blow to Ye Qingyun.

Li Yuanxiu has always been relatively confident in his handwriting.

Although I haven't practiced much.

But as a prince, good handwriting is basically a must.

Li Yuanxiu's handwriting is not the best among the princes, but it is not the worst either.

Belongs to travel.

pity.

In Ye Qingyun's eyes.

This word is the same as dog crawling.

"Your character is not sharp enough, delicate and has nothing to do with it, and the writing style is mixed, making it look completely different."

Ye Qingyun commented.

Li Yuanxiu was a little embarrassed.

"Master, I will practice calligraphy carefully in the future."

Ye Qingyun said nothing and took the pen from Li Yuanxiu's hand.

"Let me write an article for you."

Ye Qingyun writes as he says.

The same article was quickly written by Ye Qingyun.

But the words he wrote were completely different from Li Yuanxiu's.

Li Yuanxiu was stunned.

The word "my master" is so beautiful!

Just looking at it makes you feel very comfortable, making it difficult to look away.

It's simply a joy.

Li Yuanxiu couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

How can there be such beautiful words in this world?

It doesn't look like it was written by a human being at all.

Definitely only a god can write such fairy-like words!

"Master, your handwriting is so beautiful!"

Li Yuanxiu exclaimed in surprise.

Ye Qingyun smiled slightly.

"Your master, I don't have any other skills. I'm quite good at music, chess, poetry and painting."

Li Yuanxiu nodded repeatedly.

He also heard his father, Li Tianmin, say that his master was a being that even the Seven Sages of the Tang Dynasty were in awe of.
Chapter completed!