look up.
It looked like a painting.
He Yunxiao was quietly reading a book.
In the afternoon, sunlight streamed through the window, casting a colorful, bright, and warm glow onto the table.
He sat upright at the table with his back straight.
Half of her face was illuminated by the beautiful sunlight, and a smile played at the corners of her mouth, as if she had thought of something happy.
At this moment, Fan Ziru could see the dust floating in the sunlight, and the fuzz on He Yunxiao's face that shone brightly in the light.
Just as she was lost in thought, He Yunxiao noticed something, turned around, and smiled at Fan Ziruo, "Miss Fan, what are you looking at?"
Seeing his smile, Fan Ziruo's heart skipped a beat, a beat stronger than usual.
Fan Ziruo didn't mince words. She said, "Ziruo seems to have heard that the young master is the most handsome man in Yinjing. Now it seems that the rumors are somewhat credible."
He Yunxiao chuckled, “I just complimented the young lady on her beauty, but she wouldn’t let me say it. Now, Miss Fan is talking about me.”
Fan Ziruo said, "How could I stop you from speaking, young master?"
He Yunxiao didn't dwell on whether she would give way or not, as that would be pointless. He said directly, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. In my heart, Mr. Ziruo is much more handsome than any other gentleman!"
This time, the favorability rating remained stable at 34, without decreasing.
At this time, He Yunxiao "accidentally" discovered Fan Ziruo's martial arts novel.
Then, feigning surprise, she asked, "Does Miss Ziruo like reading martial arts novels?"
The way she was addressed naturally changed from "Miss Fan" to "Miss Ziruo".
“Hmm,” Fan Ziruo replied. “I grew up at home and rarely went out on the streets. So I had no idea what the mountains and rivers outside of Yinjing were like. Moreover, my father forbade me to practice martial arts, so I became interested in the stories of martial artists. I wondered what I would do if I could become a great hero.”
Looking at the weapon catalog on the table, He Yunxiao suddenly remembered that Sister Du had once told him that Fan Ziruo could write novels.
It turns out she was looking at weapon encyclopedias to write a novel.
He Yunxiao said, "Although you cannot practice martial arts, you can write. Why not write a novel and make your dream of becoming a great hero come true?"
Fan Ziruo said, "I want to write, but it's not that easy."
He Yunxiao pressed his advantage, "Is it because you don't know much about martial arts, young lady? I do! I can use a little bit of swords, staffs, and spears. Although I may not be an expert, I can still make a show for you to refer to."
It was a very touching suggestion, but it would also leave Fan Ziruo in a huge debt of gratitude to He Yunxiao. She hesitated.
He Yunxiao pushed the borrowed books in front of Fan Ziruo.
"Miss Ziruo taught me literature, and I will teach Miss Ziruo martial arts. Isn't that fair?"
"Um."
"Then it's a deal?"
It's a deal.
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