"You probably don't play games..."
"Not really."
"Do you know 'Struggle Against the Landlord'?"
"What is that?"
"It's nothing too big; it's just a card game. Oh well, I don't think we can play anything at all. What interests do you normally have?" Lin Che thought that Gu Jingze seemed to be a person with no interests.
Gu Jingze said, "Drink tea, work out, listen to music... Writing."
"Writing? What kind of interest is that?"
"Calligraphy," Gu Jingze replied.
Lin Che said in surprise, "You know calligraphy?"
"Of course. My grandfather personally taught me. He wrote a small regular script that was very famous during that period."
Lin Che asked, "Can you write it and show me?"
"You don't have any interest in it. Why do you want to see it?"
"I've never seen anyone practice calligraphy in person. It's such an ancient thing to me and I actually have someone beside me who can do it..."
"..." Gu Jingze looked speechlessly at her.
Who was she calling 'ancient'...
Gu Jingze looked at her, "That's because nobody around you is literate and would try such cultured activities!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm not calling you ancient. I'm saying that this is really rare..."
"You've been surrounded with people like Qin Qing. What kind of rubbish things can they present to you?"
"..." Lin Che knew that he was angry because she said that he was ancient.
He could be angry for all she cared, but he didn't have to drag in innocent people.
"Yes, yes, yes. Nobody is as capable as my Hubby. He knows everything and even such high-caliber things. Please quickly demonstrate it for me."
Gu Jingze grunted. Seeing that she was so obedient, he then looked up and asked for his people to bring in the calligraphy paper, ink, and pen.
A while later, the tools were brought into the room.
When everything was arranged on the table, Gu Jingze picked up the brush and said to Lin Che, "I haven't practiced in a long time."
"Nevermind, just write something. I won't laugh at you.
Gu Jingze already began to write.
He did not use a lot of strength and very quickly, beautiful and black handwriting was on the white paper. Lin Che instantly felt as if this was magic. It looked so beautiful. This handwriting was amazing.
His handwriting was just like him; it was beautiful on the surface. Each stroke was clean and neat. It didn't seem to leave excess ink and it was extremely tidy.
Lin Che looked at Gu Jingze in awe, "It's beautiful. You're great! Oh my, I want to learn too."
Gu Jingze handed the brush to her, "Okay, come try it. It's actually very easy. Once you hold the brush properly, don't hesitate to write."
It was easy - for him.
But to Lin Che...
She mimicked Gu Jingze's actions and very soon, a black blob appeared on the paper.
Gu Jingze asked speechlessly, "Can you write properly?"
"Be more serious, Lin Che. Why is your hand shaking when you write?"
"Look at you, you're so dumb."
"Hey hey hey, Gu Jingze, I'm not like you. I can't learn these techniques in an instant. I just need practice, but you're so fierce that you're scaring me. How can I write properly?
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Gu Jingze looked speechlessly at Lin Che.
Lin Che added, "And... you wrote a regular script. Can't I write an irregular one?"
"..." Gu Jingze tapped her head, "You're full of excuses."
"Seriously, why do I have no talent in this?"
"Yes, yes. I've never seen your talents in any other aspect either."
"I'm talented in finding a husband," she chuckled and looked at him. "It's my first time finding a husband and I found myself such a great, great husband."
Gu Jingze was instantly bribed.
Looking at Lin Che, he moved slightly and laughed as he walked behind her. He then grabbed her hand,
"Fine. It's all my fault for being such a great husband. Don't move and let me teach you."
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