Chapter 382 She Will Dare to Die Under the Peony Flower Next Time
Xia Bohe didn't think she was wrong about reciting the poem.
And Luo Tianlin had already carried the little girl into Zhuyuan with a pale face.
Luo Tianlin, who pays attention to traditional etiquette, doesn't think that confession, especially reciting pornographic words, can be done in front of everyone.
He said a word before entering the door.
"This is not an example."
Xia Bohe didn't even think about it, so she just said, "Well, I will dare next time."
Luo Tianlin: "..."
Threesome: "!"
Xia. True Warrior. Mint entered Zhuyuan, and was fined to copy the Tao Te Ching once.
Of course, she used the excuse of a sore wrist to write a page later. The handwriting was still neat and correct, and her progress was much better than before (due to the system's day and night training). It was beyond Luo Tianlin's expectations, but it made him nod and write only one page.
After all, whether it is a spiritual calligrapher or an actress, fine copying is not very conducive to preserving her aura.
Luo Tianlin just wanted to let the little girl know a little bit about being afraid.
"In the future, when you enter the upper class, whether you are in the Luo family or on your own, you must pay special attention to your words and deeds outside."
It was heard by Lin Qi and the others today, they were just watching the fun.
But in another occasion, it is inevitable that someone will look down on her.
Especially those upper-class families, who value the pedantic faction that the lintel is clean and windy.
"It's easy to leave a bad impression, but it's hard to get rid of it." Luo Tianlin handed her the first page of the Tao Te Ching, "Let Mama Lin get someone to frame it and hang it on the living room wall."
It's for her own good.
Xia Bohe pouted and nodded.
Of course, the Tao Te Ching does not really talk about morality, but Luo Tianlin reminds her that if you want to practice lines and learn ancient rhymes, you can start with these famous passages.
Xia Bohe lowered her head dejectedly.
She didn't feel bad about those pornographic words.
Acting is not just about playing noble ladies.
Could it be that being the young mistress of the Luo family can only play the role of Wei Guangzheng?
"Some things are hung on the wall for guests to see." Luo Tianlin lowered his eyebrows, looking at the back of her dark head, "And some things are closed."
Xia Bohe suddenly raised her head, her eyes were bright.
Luo Tianlin pursed his thin lips slightly, and went upstairs.
He wouldn't tell the little girl that he had read all the Eighteen Prohibitions when he was young.
Who's going to go out and preach this?
"Understood, Brother Luo, I usually hide under the covers and read colorful articles secretly!"
Luo Tianlin's footsteps became chaotic for an instant.
He thought she was crying these nights...
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In the next few days, Xia Bohe worked hard to make up for his lines, took classes on kneeling on futons, and also did not miss the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and he was about to graduate in calligraphy.
In the lines class, she started from the basics, just like what Luo Tianlin said, this time there was no trick, but it was really in the system, and she returned to the ancient school, listening to the old master shaking her head and reading the article, she also read and followed back.
If you read it wrong, you will be slapped by the old master.
Because the purpose is to master all kinds of words and emotions, the content of the article covers from the "Thousand Characters" for children's enlightenment, to the advanced "Four Books and Five Classics", and it does include Tang poetry, Song Ci, Yuan Qu and so on.
She was in the space, her throat hurt from reading, and her palms were swollen from the beating.
But the effect of repeated torture was also amazing, she made rapid progress.
As a result, Xu Rongwei was shocked when he recorded "Farmland" again.
"Can you say that again."
Xu Rongwei stopped her in the kitchen.
Xia Bohe was washing the fruit, so she said 'today's clouds are so beautiful', an ordinary sentence.
But Xu Rongwei rushed over as if he had heard some password file, suppressing his excitement and admiration.
"Xiao Xia, don't wash the fruit, let Sasha do it for a while."
"You come with me."
Zhen Shasha, who was finally discharged from the hospital and still wearing a mask: "???"
"Isn't that bad?"
"It's okay, she's blocked. It's good to move around more."
Zhen Shasha: "!!"