Chapter 9 Gossip Magazine
Jiang Chengfeng frowned and looked at it carefully, while Luo Ahui stared at Jiang Chengfeng nervously. This was her first time copying by hand and she was afraid of being laughed at.
Seeing Jiang Chengfeng's brows becoming more and more serious, Luo Ahui asked cautiously: "Mr. Jiang, is it not well written?"
After she finished speaking, her face turned pale, her brows slightly furrowed, and she looked like she was about to cry .
Jiang Chengfeng relaxed his brows and said with a smile: "Miss Hui, you are overthinking. It's not that you write badly, you write very well!"
"Really?" Luo Ahui was obviously a little unconvinced, and her pair of bright, black eyes stared at Jiang Chengfeng without blinking .
"Miss Ah Hui, why don't you tell me how you wrote it?"
Luo Ahui's pretty face suddenly turned red, and she said shyly: "Actually...actually most of it was dictated by Daddy, and I copied it down! A small part was written by myself!"
Jiang Chengfeng nodded. This little girl was bold and daring, and she was also kind-hearted and very similar to her father. It was true that like father, like daughter.
"Actually, I was worried just now too!" Only then did Luo Youcai have the chance to interrupt and said with a smile: "We are all clumsy and afraid of delaying Mr. Jiang's important event!"
Jiang Chengfeng waved his hand and said solemnly: "Uncle Luo, Miss Ah Hui, let me tell you something. If you want others to respect you, you must respect yourself first!"
Luo Ahui was stunned for a moment, then her beautiful eyes lit up and she nodded, "I'll remember Mr. Jiang's kind words!"
Jiang Chengfeng smiled, changed the subject, and asked, "Have you finished writing?"
Luo Ahui nodded, "It's finished!"
Jiang Chengfeng picked up the other jute papers and glanced at them. He couldn't help but smile, "I really didn't expect that Miss Hui is not only good at needlework, but also has such beautiful handwriting!"
Being praised continuously, Luo Ahui was both shy and delighted. "Actually, I have to thank Miss Ye for this. If she hadn't asked me to be her tutor, I wouldn't be able to read!"
Miss Ye?
In Huayang City, the person who can be called Miss Ye is naturally the "most talented woman in Huayang".
Luo Ahui did not notice Jiang Chengfeng's confusion at this time, and just said to herself: "Miss Ye is not only known as the most talented woman in Huayang, but also has both talent and beauty, and is also known as the most beautiful woman in Huayang!"
The most beautiful woman?
Jiang Chengfeng curled his lips, looking at Luo Ahui who was praising Miss Ye nonstop, and suddenly grinned and joked: "I don't know if Miss Ye is the most beautiful woman in Huayang! But Miss Ahui is definitely a beauty, the most beautiful woman!"
Luo Ahui's beautiful eyes rolled back and she lowered her head without saying a word.
Luo Youcai couldn't help but cough, and Jiang Chengfeng then realized that he had said something wrong and quickly bowed to apologize.
However, Jiang Chengfeng was a thick-skinned man. He did not feel ashamed of this. Instead, he looked calm and changed the subject, saying, "Miss Ah Hui, why did Miss Ye ask you to be her tutor?"
Luo Ahui still didn't dare to raise her head and look at Jiang Chengfeng, she lowered her head and said shyly: "Speaking of which, it should be the first time I cut fabric for her that she started chatting with me. Later, we chatted so well that she asked me to go over and accompany her often! In fact, Miss Ye is a very nice person, but she doesn't have any friends around her who she can talk to!"
Jiang Chengfeng smiled, patted his chest, and said, "If Miss Ah Hui sees Miss Ye again next time, please ask her if she needs a perfect husband. Yes... a perfect husband like me!"
Luo Ahui couldn't help but covered her mouth and giggled.
Luo Youcai, who was standing aside, remained silent, frowning. He was a little worried about his precious daughter. If she was tricked by this boy with sweet words and ran away, he would have no place to cry!
Noticing that Luo Youcai looked unhappy, Jiang Chengfeng did not continue to tease the little beauty, but carefully read through Miss Ahui's masterpiece.
However, this booklet currently only has three sections. Jiang Chengfeng thought about it and personally added Miss Shen’s favorite food and Miss Shen’s criteria for choosing a mate.
Seeing Jiang Chengfeng grinning, Luo Youcai and his daughter breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that this tabloid was still very pleasing to Mr. Jiang .
"By the way! Why did you leave a large blank space in this booklet?" Luo Ahui didn't quite understand why Jiang Chengfeng asked her to leave a blank space before. Now that she finally found the opportunity, Luo Ahui's gossip fire was burning.
Jiang Chengfeng smiled and said, "Before answering this question, Miss Hui, please help me find a piece of charcoal first!"
Although Luo Ahui didn't understand what Jiang Chengfeng was going to do, she was a well-behaved girl. She didn't ask any questions and ran straight to the kitchen to find a piece of charcoal.
In fact, Jiang Chengfeng originally wanted to use a pencil or something like that, but there were no pencils or quill pens in that era, so he had to use charcoal instead.
After a brief idea, Jiang Chengfeng squatted down and sketched a picture of a graceful and elegant beauty on the ground.
Jiang Chengfeng had studied painting for several years, but he seldom painted after he started working. Today, he picked up the brush again, and it was inevitable that he was a little rusty, but he was quite satisfied with the overall effect.
Luo Youcai and his daughter, who were watching from the side, were stunned. It's not that they had never seen other people draw before, but this was the first time they had seen a sketch like Jiang Chengfeng's.
And he painted so quickly and so vividly, it's simply magical!
"Sir, I've never seen your way of painting before! And, it's very wonderful!" Luo Ahui asked in a low voice, unable to suppress her inner curiosity.
"You're talking about this..." Jiang Chengfeng flexed his wrist and said with a smile, "This is a simple drawing, a style of painting from my hometown. It's just that I haven't drawn it for a long time, so it's a little rusty!"
"Simple drawing?" Luo Ahui nodded and said, "This name is very appropriate! Although the strokes are simple, the painting skills are superb. In the future, you will definitely become the number one Chinese painting master in Northern Tang!"
Jiang Chengfeng touched his nose and said with a chuckle, "Then I'll borrow Miss Hui's good words!"
Seeing such a shameless person for the first time, Luo Ahui couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth, her pretty face flushed, "Oh, right! Just now, you said that this is the painting method from your hometown. May I ask where your hometown is?"
Jiang Chengfeng was silent for a while, then smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "My hometown! It's very far from here..."
Luo Ahui was smart and could naturally hear that Jiang Chengfeng was reluctant to mention this matter, so she stopped asking questions and concentrated on watching Jiang Chengfeng paint.
At this moment, Luo Youcai, who had been watching the painting, suddenly exclaimed, "Isn't this Madam Shen?"
Jiang Chengfeng paused, looked up at Luo Youcai, and said with a smile: "Uncle Luo, look carefully, is this really Madam Shen?"
Luo Youcai tilted his head and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "Looking closely, she doesn't look like him! She's younger than Madam Shen, could she be Miss Shen?"
