Leon Luo's calligraphy is not as rich and graceful as those of famous calligraphers, but it also has all the strength and energy, and at least it is presentable.
However, Xie Chuncan made an inhumane mockery of his handwriting from all angles.
Leon Luo put the scabbard that had just been used to scratch the snow back to his waist, and said helplessly: "I used to hold the pen with my feet in the first half of my life, and I may never learn to write with my hands in this lifetime. Since Brother Xie is so confident, then please teach me."
Xie Chuncan glanced at him, and without refusing, he just pulled out an arrow from his quiver, and let it fall from the tree, and leaned over to write. His movements were so smooth that Leon Luo almost slapped his thigh. This guy must have been waiting for Leon Luo to say this, and he had even planned the position and location in advance.
His handwriting was as sharp as silver and as clear as iron, and with a carefree spirit, and written on the snow were the three large characters "向见欢".
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