Yin Wanyang was inexplicably looked at by Song Zhao's eyes, "You are so miserable."

She was obviously the one who was at the limelight, but she was a little scared.

Frowning, she said unwillingly, "Miss Song Er, why are you watching me like this? Is it a pity that you have to practice calligraphy for His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?"

Song Zhao knew that he could not escape, so he sighed slightly, stepped forward and licked the ink, "I'll be ugly."

The girls covered their faces with a group of fans, covering the corners of their mouths and mocking them.

Song Zhao was ignorant of his skills, and he was afraid that he could not even write his words in order.

Today I am destined to be embarrassed in front of the Prince's Hall.

The prince was not interested in Song Zhao's calligraphy practice, so he planned to do it casually for a while.

Even if the writing is unsightly, he can give her some face for the sake of the Song family's Bingquan.

"This second Miss Song is a wonderful person." Two young men with bright stars stood beside the prince.

The prince's Mu Lai said this, and he looked at Song Zhao with great interest.

This past fool gave him a very different feeling today.

"Superficial, they are just vulgar things, so how can I be half as good as my fairy sister?" Another young man shook his head and sighed.

He was born with beautiful eyebrows and handsome young man.

It is Lin Feng, the son of Censor Lin.

That is the boy Song Zhao saved while in the sect of the genius doctor.

After being rescued, Lin Feng was thinking about the young girl doctor who saved him every day, and called her Fairy Sister.

However, except for the Jingshi Lin and his wife, everyone else felt that Lin Feng was talking nonsense.

Most of the miracle doctors in this world are old men, so where does a girl miracle doctor come from?

Soon, Song Zhao put down his pen.

The girls surrounded them and exclaimed, "This is... the Pavilion."

The style of the Guange is a font used by men in the imperial examinations nowadays. It is extremely difficult to practice and rarely written by women.

However, the pavilion style that Song Zhao took to be standard and exquisite, and it is very powerful and can penetrate the back of the paper.

Is this a word that can be written in a scammer?

Yin Wanyang was a little surprised when she saw the prince's pavilion, but she could not compare to Song Zhao's...

"I didn't expect that Miss Song Er's handwriting is good." Yin Wanyang didn't want to admit it, and had to admit this fact.

Sheng Minggui praised without hesitation, "It's not just good, it's an excellent word, even my grandfather can't compare to it."

Song Zhao smiled friendly at Sheng Minggui.

Other girls also praised them.

Wen Nuo is the most supportive, "Zhaozhao fried chicken sticks!"

When the prince saw it, a light flashed in his eyes, and he looked up at Song Zhao, "It's great."

Song Zhao just smiled but said nothing.

Yin Wanyang felt a little sad. The prince said she was okay, but said that Song Zhao was very nice.

This canvas actually secretly practiced writing with someone on his back.

No, she also needs to practice the Pavilion and surpass Song Zhao when she turns around.

Not only does she have to be the first in talent, but she also has to be the first in her calligraphy. No one can be better than her.

"Miss Song Er is here today, and is planning to be admitted to Canglan College?" The prince said something to the nobles and said something to Song Zhao.

Today, all noble girls gather for Canglan Academy, and the prince thought that Song Zhao was the same.

If Song Zhao could be admitted to Canglan College, he would not mind waiting for the Song family to surrender and take Song Zhao as a side room.
Chapter completed!