When Jiang Ziqian came out of the kitchen, Bai Jing had already started chatting with the old man.
The two of them looked so close and familiar with each other that if you didn't tell them, you would think they were grandpa and grandson.
Jiang Ziqian walked aside and sat down, holding a literature collection in his hand. He flipped through the contents of the book while listening to his grandfather explaining to Bai Jing how to use a pen. Occasionally, he would look over there calmly, but would look away before being noticed by Bai Jing.
Bai Jing studied very hard and didn't notice this at first. But when she saw that she had written a nice piece of calligraphy, she wanted to show it to Jiang Ziqian. When she looked up, her eyes met the man's.
Both of them were stunned.
Jiang Ziqian reacted quickly, as if it was just a coincidence, and calmly turned his gaze back to the book.
Bai Jing raised her eyebrows slightly.
After thinking about it, she walked up to the man with the words she had just written and asked him with a smile what he thought.
The old man was watching the two of them from behind, with a bit of a show in his eyes.
Originally thought this was a great opportunity, Jiang Ziqian should praise Bai Jing more, make the girl happy, and their relationship could become closer.
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I never thought that, even though my performance was quite remarkable for a beginner, he would insist on pointing out the not-so-good parts.
From this angle he couldn't see Bai Jing's expression, he could only see the little girl lowered her head, looking very shocked.
Just when I was about to say a few words of praise and comfort, I unexpectedly heard Bai Jing's serious tone again.
"It is true. I also think the strokes in this position are a bit awkward."
Jiang Ziqian nodded and continued in the same calm voice.
“You can use this method to deal with it…”
Mr. Jiang closed his open mouth again and walked aside to eat some fruit.
never mind.
Even he couldn't understand these two people... Oh? This plum is really sweet.
Mr. Jiang had just eaten one when he heard the phone at home ringing, so he walked over and answered it.
It turned out that something happened at Jiang's father's place and he needed to go there.
The old man first glanced at Bai Jing, who had now returned to the table and was concentrating on writing. He then glanced at Jiang Ziqian and told Jiang's father on the other end of the phone to wait.
Jiang Ziqian looked at the old man's reaction and thought something must have happened, so he stepped forward to ask about the situation.
"It's not a big deal, I just left some information behind," Mr. Jiang shook his head. "I was originally planning to go to the department in a couple of days to complete the remaining procedures, but now I'll just do it on the way."
"Then I'll take you there." Jiang Ziqian said.
"No need, someone is here to pick me up. I'll be back in half an hour," said Mr. Jiang. He glanced at Bai Jing and nodded in her direction. "Just do me another favor and teach the 'student'."
Jiang Ziqian was slightly startled.
She pursed her thin lips slightly, feeling a faint warmth beside her ear, and hummed softly.
When Bai Jing finished writing another piece of paper, she was stunned when she heard Mr. Jiang say that he had to go out for something.
"Then today I will..."
"No, no, it's just a small matter. It won't take half an hour. You can take a rest during this time, or you can practice on your own if you want." The old man walked to his grandson, smiled and patted him on the shoulder, "If you encounter any problems, isn't 'Teacher Jiang' here?"
Before Bai Jing could say anything else, there was a knock on the door. It was someone coming to pick up the old man.
Mr. Jiang was also a straightforward person. He waved his hand and walked out directly.
As soon as he left, Bai Jing and Jiang Ziqian were the only ones left in the room.
The corners of Jiang Ziqian's lips were slightly tense, his handsome face had a cold and calm expression, and his tone was also steady and indifferent, and it was impossible to tell what emotion he was expressing.
"If you don't want to stay here and want to go back first, I can also take you back to school."
Bai Jing naturally didn't want to leave. It was a rare and good opportunity. She smiled with her eyes curved, "I just feel a little embarrassed to trouble Teacher Jiang to teach me next."
She paused, changed the subject, blinked, and asked again.
"Or does Teacher Jiang want to send me back first and not teach me?"
Jiang Ziqian paused for a moment, breathing lightly, and lowered his eyes slightly, "...No."
Bai Jing's eyes curved again, and she walked a little closer, pretending not to have heard clearly, and said with a barely perceptible smile, "Hmm? What?"
Jiang Ziqian pursed his lips, but such a short time was enough for him to control his emotions.
His eyes fell on Bai Jing and he said calmly, "No, I don't miss it."
The man's pupils were always very dark, and when he looked at people like this, his gaze seemed even deeper, as if he wanted to lead people into the abyss and capture their souls.
Now it was Bai Jing who felt a little embarrassed.
He coughed lightly, turned abruptly, and returned to the desk where he was writing, picked up his pen and prepared to write another one.
Difficulties soon arose.
He raised his head and looked in the direction of Jiang Ziqian, and asked humbly and seriously, "…Everything went smoothly before, but I made a mistake when I got here."
Jiang Ziqian had been watching her before, so he naturally noticed the problem and helped point it out.
"When it comes to this stroke, there is a bad habit that affects the intuitive judgment of the spacing, and this side is easy to be squeezed together."
"My bad habit?" Bai Jing really didn't notice it, and blinked in confusion, "Why didn't I notice it? What is this habit?"
Although Jiang Ziqian pointed it out to her, if it was really so easy to change, it wouldn't be considered a habit.
I paid close attention to it now and did make some minor changes, but overall it's still unsatisfactory.
Jiang Ziqian frowned as he looked at her, and when she was about to practice again, he came behind Bai Jing.
Seeing that inconspicuous bad habit was about to appear again, he stretched out his hand and raised it directly to block the movement of his elbow.
Bai Jing had been thinking about this matter all the time, and she was so engrossed in it that she didn't even notice when Jiang Ziqian came behind her.
At this moment, I felt my elbow hit something, and when I looked, I found it was Jiang Ziqian, and I was stunned.
But she came to her senses the next moment, raised and turned her right wrist neatly, and continued with the next stroke quite smoothly until she finished writing it all.
Seeing that she had finally finished writing, Bai Jing had a look of surprise on her face and turned around to look at Jiang Ziqian behind her.
Their eyes met, and Jiang Ziqian saw the joy on her face, and there was a hint of tenderness in her eyes that he himself was not even aware of.
"Very good, that's it."
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