Shao Zhan reluctantly took on this task, and at the same time reminded him: "Practice calligraphy, twenty pages."

Xu Sheng: "..." He forgot even if he didn't say it.

Due to accidents, Shao Zhan cleaned up the mess, Xu Sheng wrote the twenty-page copybook tonight with a very serious writing. He would describe the copybook as it was written. There was no original font and no flying out of the font grid.

When he looked up from the copybook, he found that this thing seemed to be effective.

His characters are usually just grass, and he has no "restrained" his consciousness at all. Now that he has consciousness, the characters he writes are much better than before.

Xu Shengtuo finished writing and planned to wash and go to bed.

A lot of thoughts flashed through my mind for a moment, and finally the scene of Shao Zhan sitting on the pile of groceries was frozen.

There seemed to be something that he couldn't guess thoroughly in Shao Zhan. For some reason, in an instant, he even felt that perhaps it was closer to the real and unknown him.

The next day, Xu Sheng still went to the classroom as "Shao Zhan" to conduct morning self-study.

Within three minutes, he heard the front-row classmate say something while making up for homework: "Do you know, the fight between school bullies and one and five outside the school is true."

Things like Bagua are created out of nothing and the speed of making something out of nothing is beyond people's imagination, let alone Bagua supported by facts.

The front-row classmate sighed again: "It seems that some things are really not like wind and waves! I have never believed them before, but they are actually true."

Xu Sheng: “…”
Chapter completed!