Chapter 505 "You were a little mean just now. I don't really want you to be...

The result of flattering the tiger's whiskers is that the whole family of chickens is gone, and the little sweet drink that doesn't bite is also gone.

Berry stood dejectedly in the corner holding Xiu Xiu, dutifully playing the role of a quiet little mushroom.

The boy wearing framed glasses was typing away on the keyboard. His tense mouth and gloomy brows showed that he was not in a very good mood at the moment.

After a while, Feng Ci took off his glasses and called out to the child who was facing the wall and thinking about his mistakes, "Come here."

A small mushroom ran over at a steady pace and stood at attention in front of the desk.

Feng Ci tapped the table with his slender fingers: "Sign."

He drew up a detailed code of conduct, which he printed out for safety and formality.

"What's this?"

"Code of Conduct." Feng Ci adjusted his glasses, folded his arms, and looked down at him. "A verbal agreement is not as good as written down. Take a look at it first. If you have no problem with it, it's settled."

Berry craned his neck to take a look, his brow furrowed. "I don't understand."

She pushed the broom beside her and said, "Shhh, do you understand?"

Xiu Xiu: ...I am a stick.

The densely packed Chinese characters on the A4 paper made Meiguo feel both familiar and confused. She widened her eyes and tried to decipher the mysterious Chinese characters.

Feng Ci reacted belatedly.

The short girl came from the magical world. The writing system there was different from here, and she didn't recognize Chinese characters.

"It's okay if you can't understand it, but you can write your own name, right? Just write it in your own language."

Meiguo had no objection. She took the pen from Feng Ci, played with it curiously for a few times, and then slowly wrote out two words "dog crawling" with the pen.

"Okay, here you go."

Feng Ci glanced at it and couldn't help but feel pain in his eyes because of the ugliness.

He comes from a family of scholars. His grandfather is a master of calligraphy and his grandmother is a master of Chinese painting. He has been trained as their successor since he could hold a pen. Even though his academic performance is very poor, he has won numerous awards in various calligraphy competitions. Calligraphy is one of his few outstanding talents.

Under the dual buff of obsessive-compulsive disorder and the intolerance of ugly handwriting, all of Feng Ci's friends were forced by him to practice calligraphy, and their handwriting was improved from crappy to presentable.

Feng Ci slowly turned his gaze to Meiguo.

"This ball of caterpillar is your name?"

"This isn't a caterpillar, it's a berry." The child's pout was so thick it could hold two ounces of pork. "My name is Berry, not Caterpillar. You have a bad memory."

"It's not that I have a bad memory, it's that your handwriting is ugly." Feng Ci laughed, "You must have been lazy all the time."

"You're such an unreasonable little cookie."

Meiguo's chest rose and fell noticeably, and she was furious. "I'm the only one in the whole town of Nange who can write my own name. Do you know how amazing that is? You don't know, but now I'm telling you, you have to remember it well."

Feng Ci said calmly, "Before you get angry, first break the characters apart and write them clearly. I want to see the structure clearly."

At Feng Ci's request, Berry reluctantly disassembled it stroke by stroke.

The more Feng Ci looked at it, the more familiar it seemed. After careful recollection, he suddenly realized that this font was quite similar to Arabic.

Coincidentally, he was particularly fond of minor languages, had studied Arabic, and could write fluent and beautiful Arabic, so he was quite adept at learning the characters of the magical world.

Meiguo was stunned to see that he could write her name in a lively and elegant way with just two glances.

"Turns out you're a genius little cookie."

"Can't I be a human being?"

"You were a little mean just now. I don't really want you to be a human being."

Seal: "..."

"But I'm not angry now. You can be a human being now." Meiguo waved her hand magnanimously and turned to comment with her hands behind her back like a little leader. "It's well written."

Feng Ci boasted: "It's much better written than yours."

Berry cautiously gestured with her fingers and said proudly, "Not much, just a little bit better than me."

"That's enough." Feng Ci said calmly, his smile harder than an AK. "Do you want to learn? I have the time, so I'll teach you."

"Oh, thank you, I don't want to."

Feng Ci looked at the child who didn't play by the rules with interest: "Why not?"

"Because I'm a witch." Berry shook off her nonexistent cloak and said seriously, "My mission is to research magic potions and improve my magic power. I'm very busy and don't have time to learn to write."

Bullshit.

Everyone was a child once. Feng Ci did not expose Meiguo. He put away the signed A4 paper and gave him a meaningful look.

"Okay, I won't force you." He stood up. "I need to go out for a while. Do you want to come?"

The sun was shining brightly outside the window. Berry looked down from the floor-to-ceiling window and was surrounded by high-rise buildings that were completely different from the small town of Nange. Children naturally love adventure and exploring unfamiliar environments.

Meiguo was no exception. She nodded rapidly, "I'll go, I'll go."

"Then go change your clothes, it's cold outside."

The house was equipped with floor heating, and the whole house was cozy. Berry felt a little hot even in her short-sleeved shirt. She firmly believed that it was a hot summer.

Feng Ci knew that the child would not cry until he saw the coffin, so he opened the door directly. The biting cold wind from the corridor rushed in, making everything cold.

Berry Jelly, who was wearing cool clothes, shuddered, shrank his neck, and ran back to the room with his short legs swinging as if escaping.

In the blink of an eye, the fully armed little witch walked out with penguin steps and shaking her head.