"Nobody knows they used to be a couple!" Shao Yaya couldn't hold back any longer. "Dad! I'm your own daughter! How can you say that to me? Please help me..."
Shao's father said coldly, "You're going to retire from the entertainment industry and go abroad right now. You're not allowed to come back until things have calmed down!"
Upon hearing this, Shao Yaya immediately shook her head: "No! If I go abroad, wouldn't that mean I've given in to her? I don't want that! Dad, no one knows about this anyway, and besides, there's the love letter written by Yun Danhua herself. Just pin it on her, please help me—"
Just then, there was an urgent knock on the office door, and Shao's father shouted, "Get out!"
Outside the door, the secretary called out anxiously, "President, it's urgent! Miss Yun has started her live stream..."
Mr. Shao frowned, and Shao Yaya's heart skipped a beat; a feeling of unease welled up inside her.
Unusually, Yun Danhua did not livestream the food today.
"Some people say I'm neither good at academics nor martial arts, that I can't do anything, which really makes me very sad."
Tong Su made her full-body appearance in a live broadcast for the first time. The lighting was warm yellow, and her light brown sweater accentuated her slim waist, long legs, and slender figure.
She smiled and spread paper on the table, with an inkstone and a stick of ink on one side.
What is this young lady doing? Writing?
Get out of the entertainment industry!
I'd love to see you cook on your live stream today...
What exactly is going on online? Are their allegations true? Did you really become Shao Yaya and Cen Su's mistress?
Who is actually the other woman?
Tongsu ignored the fierce comments and took out her inkstone to grind ink. With a soft rustling sound, fine ink was gradually ground into the inkstone.
"Nowadays people value convenience and using ready-made ink is fine, but I'm used to using freshly ground ink... Speaking of which, there's something funny about it."
Tong Su's lighthearted voice paused. The Calligraphy Sage Card was used in Tang Tongyang's world, but the earliest instance of practicing calligraphy was in Xiao Baishu's life...
At that time, he was the Grand Tutor, a man of great talent and elegance. In his study, there was a large desk where he read official documents, and next to it was a small desk prepared for her, where he would teach her calligraphy by hand.
“I used to use ink, but when I first used ink sticks, I didn’t know anything about them. I just poured a little water into the inkstone, ground it into ink, and told him to use it. He laughed at me for being stingy, saying that this little bit of ink would probably be used up after only two or three characters, let alone half a page.”
Her voice held a hint of melancholy and nostalgia: "Upon hearing this, I instinctively picked up the teapot and poured in half a pot of water, diluting the ink too much. When I dipped the brush in and tried to draw on the rice paper, all I could see were dull, grayish watermarks, which made him both angry and helpless..."
【Ugh! That little bitch stole my fairy!】
[Is this sweet tone a sign of being in love?]
[It can't be Cen Su, right? Cen Su's handwriting is awful...]
[Stop pretending! If you're going to write, then write! Don't just stand around acting all high and mighty!]
The Xuan paper was laid out, the ink was ground, and Tong Su composed herself, dipped her wolf-hair brush in the ink, and with a flourish, lines of elegant calligraphy appeared on the paper.
Do not heed the sound of rain pattering through the trees; why not chant and stroll leisurely? A bamboo staff and straw sandals are lighter than a horse; who's afraid? Let the rain and mist of life take their course.
A chilly spring breeze awakens me from my drunken stupor; a slight cold, yet the slanting sunlight on the mountaintop welcomes me. Looking back at the desolate place I came from, I return, where there is neither wind nor rain, neither sunshine nor gloom.
"This is Su Shi's 'Ding Feng Bo'!"
"This young lady's handwriting is so beautiful! It's even better than my calligraphy teacher's!"
"I want to practice calligraphy too!"
"Who said our young ladies are uncultured? Come out and take your beating!"
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