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Chapter 338 - 338 252 If cold water shocks your teeth then
Chapter 338 - 338 252 If cold water shocks your teeth then
?Chapter 338: Chapter 252: If cold water shocks your teeth, then drink something hot. _2 Chapter 338: Chapter 252: If cold water shocks your teeth, then drink something hot. _2 Thud, thud—
Zhu Weirui slightly lifted her chin, her hands normally resting at her waist, as she freed one to knock gently on the desk in front of the man with a stack of rolled-up scrolls, her voice clear, “Zhao Ziyu, where is your writing?”
Upon hearing this, Zhao Rong looked down, reopened the heavy book he was holding, and then reached out his right hand. On his right side of the desk, a few red maple leaves quietly lay, brought by the earlier Jiang Feng. He picked up a perfectly red maple leaf and tucked it into the page of the book, then closed it.
Amid numerous gazes, Zhao Rong looked up and shrugged as he confessed, “Mr. Zhu, with my classmates setting such brilliant examples, I find myself uninterested in writing and dare not exhibit my poor skills, so I choose to abstain.”
Laughter erupted around him.
Fan Yushu, beside him, frowned and sighed, feeling that he had put too much pressure on Zhao Rong, which led his friend to lose even the courage to write. Fan Yushu’s eyes conveyed an apologetic look toward Zhao Rong,
Zhao Rong noticed Fan Yushu’s expression and pursed his lips and shook his head at him, signaling him not to blame himself.
Zhu Weirui couldn’t bear it any longer. She quickly turned to take the ruler from Yu Huaijin’s hand. Her jade-like face was tense as she stared at Zhao Rong, lightly pressing one end of the bamboo ruler three centimeters from his hand, her voice crisp and clear.
“Abstaining is not allowed. Others write their own; you write yours… even a few words will do.”
Zhao Rong did not look at the ruler by his hand, demonstrating defiance. He glanced at her bright eyes and the corner of his mouth slightly twitched, knowing she was trying to coax the words out of him.
He shook his head and sighed, “I am truly sorry, Mr. Zhu, but Senior Yu tutored me yesterday, teaching me painting ‘Zheng’ and playing the qin. My hands have been busy all day and I hardly rested last night; currently, my fingers might not even hold a brush steady, please forgive me, sir.”
Zhu Weirui’s eyes, slender as willow leaves, widened slightly.
Zhao Rong raised an eyebrow, looking up to meet her gaze.
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