(Second Update)

Author: The Lost Dragon

When Xiong Yaoying was writing, Yu Xilou was watching. Seeing that he finished writing, he couldn't help but look at him: Brother Yaoying is really concerned about this young lady Yixiao. I just hope that Miss Yixiao will not let down Brother Yaoying's efforts!

In the past, after Xiong Yaoying finished writing a letter or writing, Lin Ziqi, who had long legs and feet, was responsible for delivering it. Today, Yu Xilou took the initiative to take on this job-

Miss Yixiao read Brother Yaoying's painstaking work earlier!

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Song Huanxi didn't know that practical writing guidance from drinking is already on the way. Because of her poverty, she has always been concerned about eating. In summary, she eats delicious food and eats a lot.

Today, when facing a bowl of rice of the same size, I felt it was particularly difficult to swallow. After only two bites, I couldn't eat it anymore.

The special dish cooked by the canteen master today was braised beef. It was originally her favorite, but it also ended up like rice. After eating a slice, she put on chopsticks in a depressing way.

Song Huanxi knew that this was all because she felt that the story of Lin Daiyu and Jia Baoyu adapted today was not exciting enough.

Song Huanxi still had all the meal - she really didn't waste any family motto since childhood.

During lunch break, Song Huanxi couldn't fall asleep for a long time, but he didn't want to turn over frequently and startled others. He just barely lie on his side, and finally felt half of his body numb.

After sitting by the bed and relaxing for a long time, Song Huanxi followed Shen Mengru and Zhu Shengxiao and walked towards the classroom together.

I wrote the script in the morning, and as soon as class in the afternoon, the students started the discussion within the group with a familiarity.

Song Huanxi's group still exchanges manuscripts clockwise.

What she saw first was Wang Yu's masterpiece.

"Daiyu was in poor health since childhood, so her father sent her to Mount Emei to practice and learn some martial arts to strengthen her body."

After reading just one sentence, Song Huanxi put it aside. Yesterday, he said that Wang Yu had made great progress and could not see the shadow of some knights until the end of the article.

Today I came straight to the point!

This is just a mess!

The next one to Song Huanxi was Zhu Shengxiao's masterpiece. This introverted girl did not disappoint.

"Daiyu knew that she was in poor health and could not compete with others, so she simply relaxed her mind. She read and wrote every day to see if the flowers were blooming. When she was in a bad mood, she would pull a few petals down.

It is as if they were buried together with those bad moods.

When you are in a good mood, you can also pull a few petals down, make a bookmark, write a few self-written poems on it, and give them to others. It is great.

On this day, she took out the bookmarks she had just made and used pink, green and purple peonies, which were filled with a bunch of colorful flowers. When she was admiring her, Baoyu broke in and fell in love with the bookmarks on her hand. She shook her sleeves and asked her to give them to herself.

Seeing that he was shaking his sleeves, Daiyu didn't dare to move. She pulled the cuffs with one hand and grabbed the swaying force with the other hand. She immediately felt soft and she left only her favorite green peony, and gave him the other two colors.

Who would have thought that the next day, she saw the bookmark of Pink Peony from Baochai!

Oh--

Daiyu looked at the blood spitting out of the handkerchief and said angrily, there are always people who don’t want her to be well!

She just wants to live well, is that difficult?"

A simple page of paper and even fewer lines, Song Huanxi felt inexplicably sad.
Chapter completed!