TMCF Ch. 42

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Translator: SJade, Editor: Dj22031

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“Practice my name first, and then practice yours.” Wei Zhiqian said.

“Why don’t I practice mine first? Mine is just two words, simpler.” Tan Mo asked again.

Wei Zhiqian: “…”

Who said this little girl was well-behaved?

Not obedient at all!

“No matter what you do, you can’t give up just because it’s difficult. Choosing the easy one is equivalent to admitting defeat. It’s just because my name is difficult. Once you have practiced it, you can practice other things and it will be much easier.” Wei Zhiqian put the pen into Tan Mo’s hand, “Don’t talk nonsense, practice quickly!”

Tan Mo: “…”

Helpless, Tan Mo had no choice but to practice obediently.

Wei Zhiqian looked at her with satisfaction and wanted to go back and wait for Tan Mo to write it. When the Tan brothers found out that the best character Tan Mo wrote was his name, would they stomp their feet in anger?

As Tan Mo continued practicing, she felt a little bored and tired, and her wrists and fingers ached.

She quietly put down the pen, shook her hands, and rubbed her face again.

Turning around to see Wei Zhiqian engrossed in his studies, Tan Mo realized that she had not observed Wei Zhiqian particularly carefully.

The skin of the young boy was really good, so fine that you couldn’t even see the pores.

When he lowered his head to read, his eyes were slightly lowered, and his eyelashes were lightly covered, long and dense.

Tan Mo thought to herself, no wonder Qin Murong was so obsessed with Wei Zhiqian.

As the next head of the Wei family, Wei Zhiqian was a rare and outstanding person. The key was that he was also so good-looking and unparalleled in handsomeness.

It was the best proof of the word “having both talent and appearance”.

This young man had all the advantages in one body. She wondered what kind of style he would have after growing up.

“What are you looking at?” Wei Zhiqian reached out and tapped her on the forehead.

It was so light that Tan Mo didn’t feel any pain at all, but she still said “Ouch” and rubbed her forehead pretending to be hit in pain.

Her fingers quietly used a little strength to rub the place where Wei Zhiqian had just hit it red.

The ones that were not red originally were all rubbed by her herself.

“Uncle, why are you knocking me?” Tan Mo’s aggrieved eyes were watery, and she put down her hand, letting Wei Zhiqian see the red on her forehead.

“I didn’t use any strength, I just touched it. Why is it so red?” Wei Zhiqian frowned, walked around Tan Mo, and saw that Tan Mo’s forehead was really red.

It was like a small piece of plum blossom juice smeared on the snow.

Wei Zhiqian thought to himself, is a child’s skin so tender?

Tan Mo pouted, let’s see if you dare to knock me again in the future.

No matter how hard you try!

She used this method to make her master carefully touch her petals every day, such that he didn’t dare to use any strength.

“Is it very red?” Tan Mo raised her hand to touch it.

Wei Zhiqian stopped him: “Don’t touch it.”

He was afraid that it would hurt her if she touched it.

Seeing Tan Mo’s watery eyes, Wei Zhiqian regretted it. He would have stopped knocking if he had known better.

Unexpectedly, Tan Mo not only looked like a porcelain doll, but she was really like a porcelain doll which cannot be touched.

“Blow for me.” Tan Mo pointed to her red forehead, “Every time I knock, my parents and brothers take turns to blow for me.”

Wei Zhiqian: “…”

He simply couldn’t remember this scene.

What kind of pampered life did Tan Mo live at home?

“Hurry up.” Tan Mo urged.

Wei Zhiqian had no choice but to lower his head and blow gently on the red area of her forehead.

“Blow gently.” Tan Mo narrowed her eyes in enjoyment.

I’m one of the tea arts of the ancestors of green tea, you will hold me in your hands from now on and never dare to make mistakes again!

Wei Zhiqian: “…”

Wei Zhiqian was tired from playing, and seeing that her forehead was no longer red, he began to settle accounts: “You didn’t practice calligraphy just now, why were you so dazed?”

Tan Mo: “…”

“My wrists are sore.” Tan Mo raised her right hand again and showed it to Wei Zhiqian, “Look, the place where I hold the pen is sore.”

Wei Zhiqian looked at the side of the first knuckle of her middle finger and it was indeed red from the pen. The skin was even a little wrinkled and seemed to be blistered.

“The more you write, the harder it will become and it won’t wear out.” Wei Zhiqian said, “Since you have decided to skip a grade, how can you not even withstand this little difficulty.”

“I can withstand it.” Tan Mo immediately said, “But my wrist is sore, uncle, rub it.”

Wei Zhiqian: “…”

Why was this little girl so delicate?

Moreover, she just practiced calligraphy, so why did she get all the ink on her hands?

Her little hands were not big, white and tender, and now they looked like little flower hands.

This area and that area above were all covered with ink.

“That’s it for today. Let’s wash your hands first.” Wei Zhiqian carried Tan Mo to the bathroom in the study and washed all the ink on her hands.

On the way to Tan Mo’s home, he rubbed the delicate little girl’s wrist again.

On the way back from sending Tan Mo off, Wei Zhiqian sighed again.

How on earth did Tan family pamper Tan Mo to make her so coquettish.

Because of the temporary “forbearance” of Qin Murong and her sister, this semester, except for some commotion on the first day of school, passed very peacefully.

It was time for the final exam of this semester. Whether she was a mule or a horse would depend on how well she and Wei Zhiqian studied.

Although she was very confident, it did not affect Tan Mo’s emphasis on this exam.

Wei Zhiqian didn’t let her skip too many levels at once.

She only jumped from first grade to third grade.

Therefore, the test papers were also for the third grade.

But because she didn’t tell anyone that she was going to skip a grade, no one except Wei Zhiqian knew about it.

So Tan Mo was still in the current class, taking the exam with her classmates.

It was just that the other students took the first-grade test papers, and only she took the third-grade test papers.

Tan Mo had already prepared her signature pen, mechanical pencil, eraser, and mechanical pencil lead.

In the first grade, you still used pencil to answer questions, but when you took the exam for the third grade, the Chinese test was changed to a signature pen.

Fortunately, she had practiced pen calligraphy with Wei Zhiqian for a semester. Although the writing was not beautiful, it was at least very neat.

Especially for a six-year-old child, it was already rare.

After all, most children were still writing with pencils at this time, and their writing was not very beautiful.

This showed the effect of Wei Zhiqian’s usual insistence on letting Tan Mo practice calligraphy with a pen.

Writing with a fountain pen was much more difficult than using a rollerball pen.

After Tan Mo got used to writing with a pen, she switched to a signature pen during the exam, which immediately made her feel much more relaxed.

To be sure, Tan Mo came to school early.

When she arrived, there was no one in the classroom.

After a while, a few classmates came here and there.

At this time, a female classmate named Li Xingyun in the class came in with a schoolbag on her back and said to Tan Mo, “Tan Mo, I just met Qin Muye. She asked me to call you for help, and she didn’t come over.”


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