Li Ying rolled her eyes and placed the two test papers in front of Lan Jingyu.
Lan Jingyu thought about it for a moment, "Shall I copy it for you?"
"hold head high."
The little girl said confidently, "There is strength in numbers. Please hurry up and finish the copy so that I can eat the delicious food cooked by my aunt."
Lan Jingyu sat up straight and said, "My hourly salary is two thousand."
Li Ying: "When are you going to ask for money? What a bonus!"
She picked up the pen and put it into Lan Jingyu's hand, "Hurry up, let's work together and finish writing quickly."
Lan Jingyu: "Why do I have two and you have one and a half?"
Li Ying clicked her tongue, dissatisfied that he was fussy, so she raised her hands and showed him, "I've been copying for a whole day, and my joints are hurting."
Lan Jingyu looked over and saw that her hands were very delicate and slender, with the grace of a girl, but her knuckles were red.
She retracted her hand and pulled him to sit upright, "Hey, hurry up, hurry up, hold on tight."
Lan Jingyu didn't know which year he did his homework, but he was suddenly stuffed with a cartoon pen, which felt a little unreal.
He looked at the pen in his hand. It had a thin barrel and a very real cartoon doll sitting on its tail. It felt quite weighty in his hand. It was a pen that typical girls would use, where appearance outweighs substance.
Li Ying adjusted her phone to the answer and put it in his hand, "Come on, come on, Uncle Lan, don't copy them exactly the same. You have to copy them in a jumpy way, and you have to add some of your own words."
As she said this, she took out her paper and showed it to him, "Learn from me. Don't make your handwriting too ugly."
Lan Jingyu looked at her handwriting. It was small and regular, like it was written by a primary school student. It was not difficult to imitate.
Li Ying saw that he couldn't look at him, so she pushed him and said, "Hurry up."
Lan Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief, picked up the pen and wrote two words.
He has been in society for many years, and his handwriting has long lost the studentishness. He is usually very lively, but he is still a little uncomfortable when he is suddenly asked to pretend to be young.
"You're studying well, speed up."
Li Ying nodded with satisfaction and did not hesitate to praise.
Lan Jingyu glanced at her movements from the corner of his eyes, and realized that she had dropped the pot, and actually took out several packages of snacks from her bag. She turned around, hung her legs on the handle of the chair, and swung her legs to eat. There was nothing else.
I mean keep writing.
He finally understood, and the remaining one and a half sheets were probably left for him.
"Auntie has cooked a lot of delicious food, but I don't know if it's still too late." Yingying sighed.
Sighing while fishing.
Lan Jingyu said deliberately: "I will only copy it for you for one hour. If you don't finish it, I will leave."
Li Ying immediately turned around, "No!"
She grabbed his arm and said, "You have to finish copying it for me."
"Why?"
"You don't understand how you can go out of your way to save your friends?" Li Ying urged him while grabbing another bag of snacks.
Seeing her attitude, Lan Jingyu thought it would be hard to get ashore.
He kept writing and looked up and saw a book on the table, which turned out to be "How Steel Was Tempered".
He was amused for a moment and said, "Hey, are you using this to motivate yourself?"
Li Ying raised her head, then continued eating, and said, "I don't want to read this thing. Kuo Kuo gave it to me, saying that as long as I read the first page, I will immediately gain a steady stream of power."
Lan Jingyu raised his eyebrows and reached out to open the first page.
——I wish Yingzi a title on the gold list.
Signed: Gong Shiheng.
Handwritten.
He yelled, put down the pen in his hand, and asked Li Ying: "You haven't opened it yet?"
Li Ying didn't even look at it, "Whoever flips this thing, I don't think it's useless to eat instant noodles on it."