The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star Chapter 42
Translated by Pure
Edited by Loume
Chapter 42 Generous Teaching (2)
"With just one punch, it can be swollen to the size of a goose egg," Chi Jingxi said casually.
Wen Yantong: Mommy, help! QAQ
Meanwhile, Li Boyuan laughed. "Oh you! How rare to see your joking side. And here I thought you would become more serious as you grew up."
Wen Yantong was startled. Mr. Li, listen carefully! Do you really think that was a joke?
Chi Jingxi turned his head to look at her as he asked in a suppressed voice, "Do you understand now, Little Cripple?"
Wen Yantong hurriedly nodded her head like a chicken pecking rice. She looked at the paper to read it carefully, then pointed to one place, and said, "I see the difference. It's here. There is an extra hook."
Chi Jingxi said, "Yes, this is called stippling. Only when the stippling is beautifully done will the brushwork come out."
Wen Yantong looked at his individually split strokes one by one. "The stippling of each structure is different."
Chi Jingxi replied, "The stippling of each character is similar, but the details are slightly different. That is why there are many different fonts of the same character. If you practice stippling well, the characters will take shape."
Wen Yantong really learned something new and said in surprise, "So it’s like that!"
Chi Jingxi said in disgust, "This kind of knowledge is usually taught to five-year-old children when they just entered the academy."
Wen Yantong pretended to be angry. "I didn't expect my former teacher to be so irresponsible!"
"Mhm. What Jingxi said is correct." Li Boyuan said, "Practice the characters he dismantled. Once you practice more, you will realize where the stippling is."
Wen Yantong said, "Thank you Little Marquis for your generous teaching."
Chi Jingxi ignored her. Wen Yantong guessed that he was currently still angry, and his frustrations had not been relieved yet. So Wen Yantong obediently picked up her brush and copied the strokes written by Chi Jingxi seriously.
This method was indeed more effective. Wen Yantong practiced and filled the piece of paper and soon figured out the position of the stipple. She had found that Chi Jingxi had a quirk when writing.
The structure of his strokes was not closed, showing a kind of recklessness in his writing. Wen Yantong vaguely felt that this was the essence of calligraphy they were talking about.
She looked at Chi Jingxi's words and imitated it stroke by stroke, looking quite serious.
The more she wrote, the closer she got to Chi Jingxi. Chi Jinxi allowed her movement up until right before her shoulder was about to touch his shoulder. To prevent her from moving closer, he poked her shoulder with a pen. When she looked up, she saw Chi Jingxi's indifferent face.
"Move over there."
Wen Yantong could only scoot further away. She put down the pen and held the paper out as she shouted to Li Boyuan, "Teacher Li, please come and help me check my progress!"
Li Boyuan was overjoyed when he saw Wen Yantong's sudden progress. He immediately got up and walked over to take her paper.
"Not bad, not bad." He praised Wen Yantong for the first time and said to her with a smile, "These words are more tidy than before."
Wen Yantong laughed, "It's all well taught by the Little Marquis. I'm really fortunate to receive guidance from the Little Marquis."
Chi Jingxi replied indifferently, "Don't dare to be."
Li Boyuan smiled kindly and looked at Chi Jingxi with eyes full of approval.
At this moment, Wen Yantong yawned, her eyes filling with tears. Li Boyuan and Chi Jingxi were stunned at the same time.
Li Boyuan groaned. "Oh no! I had been so engrossed in writing that I forgot the time!"
Chi Jingxi also stopped writing and stood up. "This student will stop here for now and will come back tomorrow to continue copying."
Li Boyuan looked anxious. "That can’t be done! It's so late. You should rest in the academy for the night."
Chi Jingxi said, "Do not worry. There has been no snow recently, so the roads are no longer hard to travel on. I'll be back home soon."
Li Boyuan did not continue to dissuade him. He knew that if the Little Marquis were to really rest in the academy, a large number of guards would be mobilized, so he said, "If you can't get up tomorrow, you don't have to come to class. I'll give you special permission."
Chi Jingxi said, "Thank you, Teacher."
Wen Yantong also stood up and left, following behind Chi Jingxi.
The two stood at the door, bidding farewell just like the last time.
Li Boyuan said, "You two, be careful on the road. The snow had melted a few days ago, and the roads are slippery. Be careful not to fall."
Wen Yantong shivered, "This-this student knows..."
Seeing that Wen Yantong was no longer using crutches, Li Boyuan didn't think about asking Chi Jingxi to send the person back as he did last time.
And Chi Jingxi didn't mention it either. After saying goodbye to Li Boyuan, he got into the carriage and immediately left.
Wen Yantong carried the lamp that Li Boyuan gave her and snorted softly. If you don’t want to, then don’t.
It was a little cold at the beginning, but once she started to walk, her body became hot. Her hands and feet warmed up gradually.
Once she got back to her dorm room, Wen Yantong immediately took off her coat, scalded her feet with hot water, and then had a good night's rest.
Early the next morning, there was a knock on her door. Without waiting for any reply, her maid went directly to her bedside and called her.
Wen Yantong woke up in a daze. She was greeted by an anxious maid. "Young Master Fu is waiting outside. He says it’s something urgent."
Fu Zixian was not a squeamish person, so when he says it’s an urgent event, then it’s an urgent event.
Wen Yantong quickly woke up, combed her hair, and put on clothes in a hurry before going out to see him. Fu Zixian, whose nose was red from the cold, wasted no time and immediately asked Wen Yantong as soon as she stepped out, "Where did you go last night?"
Wen Yantong was stunned. "I was in Teacher Li's room practicing calligraphy."
Fu Zixian hurriedly said, "And after? Where did you go after that?"
"Later... I went back to sleep and didn't go anywhere." Wen Yantong wondered, "Why? What happened?"
Fu Zixian breathed a long sigh of relief and then said, "You come with me first. We'll talk about it on the way."
Wen Yantong followed him out, still confused, only to hear him say, "The Academy's rooster was found dead by its nest this morning. A servant said that he saw you last night nearby. Now everyone suspects you as the one who killed the chicken."
"What!" Wen Yantong exclaimed, "Which bastard dares to slander me?!"
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Chi Jingxi: Just one fist and you will know what a goose-egg-sized eye looks like.
Wen Yantong: Mommy! QAQ
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