That night, old master Luo set up a Go board, took the black and white pieces, and taught Xia Bohe the basics of go.
He even washed his hands and burned incense, wrote a large piece of calligraphy for her, and wrote a copybook for her to practice.
"When you're in zhuyuan, you must persist in your practice. Come back on the weekend, I want to check." Old master Luo clasped his hands behind his back, his face flushed red, and his spirit reached its peak. if you don't practice well, I'll be very fierce.
Shiba nodded. yes, I'll take time to practice every day.
Her ponytail was swaying along with the wind.
Her hands were still neatly placed in front of her, and her little expression was also very serious.
He looked like a serious apprentice.
Too obedient ~
Old master Luo screamed in his heart.
Three years ago, why didn't he realize that he could teach this little girl these things!
Mr. Luo also came over. father, actually, my handwriting is not bad.
