Yun Chujiu looked at her dog-like handwriting. She regretted she had not listened to Di Beiming and practiced her handwriting. 'Wasn't this too embarrassing?!'
"Ahem! Senior, my dog-like handwriting is unsightly. Why don't you find someone else to copy the books?" Yun Chujiu copied half a page, blinked her eyes, and handed the copied book to the old man.
The old man looked at the half-page book that Yun Chujiu copied and his eyes twitched. "Continue copying. When you finish copying, your handwriting will naturally improve. You are not allowed to eat or sleep until you finish!"
Yun Chujiu had no choice but to return to the desk and continue copying the book miserably. The regret in her heart was like a torrential river. She told you to be greedy, and she told you to be greedy. Why did you have to eat spiritual fruits when you had nothing to do?!
