But when Yan Xiaomo walked to Xue Chengcheng's dormitory, he found that Xue Chengcheng was not in the dormitory.
"Where has this guy gone?"
Yan Xiaomo was a little confused and turned around to leave Xue Chengcheng's room.
Turning around, he found that a pile of books behind him appeared in Yan Xiaomo's sight.
The books were blocked.
"What do you want to do?"
Yan Xiaomo asked curiously as he looked at Xue Chengcheng's book on the table.
"Mr.
Liu asked me to copy all these books.
This means moving all the books over and copying them."
These books were enough for him to copy for half a month.
Yan Xiaomo nodded.
She originally wanted to ask Xue Chengcheng to accompany her for a walk outside, but seeing that Xue Chengcheng still had to copy so many books, she decided not to do it after thinking about it.
By the way, has no one invented printing in this era?
How long will it take to copy by hand?
"Do all the books here need to be copied by hand?"
Yan Xiaomo took a book and looked at it, and found that she didn't understand what she read.
She could only recognize a few words.
"Well, every year at the end of the year, students at the Royal Academy must copy five books.
Normally, there are students who specialize in copying books."
Xue Chengcheng explained to Yan Xiaomo while picking up his pen and starting on a new book.
These books were copied with a writing brush.
The handwriting when copying books must be clear and there must be no mistakes, because the copied books will be read by other people.
"So, our martial arts students also have to copy books."
Yan Xiaomo asked, if she really wanted to copy, she felt ashamed of her calligraphy.
The calligraphy was not ugly in general, but particularly ugly.
Is it good?
"Yes, martial arts students also have to copy five books."
Xue Chengcheng nodded, and his beautiful and clear handwriting was engraved on the clean and tidy textbook.
Yan Xiaomo's face instantly froze.
If she was given a ballpoint pen, she could smoothly copy the book in a short time, but with a soft brush, the picture would be unimaginable.
Suddenly, Yan Xiaomo thought of a good idea.
He knelt down and rested his chin on Xue Chengcheng's desk.
He blinked and said, "What will happen if I ask someone to copy for me?"
Xue Chengcheng suddenly raised his head and asked curiously: "Can it still be like this?"
"Hasn't the senior done it for others?
Hasn't the senior done it for others?"
Yan Xiaomo believes that Xue Chengcheng will not find anyone else to do the copying for him.
But Xue Chengcheng is so easy to talk to, so why hasn't he done it for others?
"No," Xue Chengcheng said, not as if he was lying.
Yan Xiaomo frowned, did he mean that these people were conscious, or were they lazy because they didn't understand?
However, people still have to be diligent.
There is no benefit in being lazy.
If Yan Xiaomo could write well, she would be willing to copy the book herself, but this time the system did not give her such a setting.
"Then copy it slowly and I won't disturb you."
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With that, Yan Xiaomo left.
Xue Chengcheng had something to do, so he sent Yan Xiaomo to the door and went back to copy books.
Unknowingly, Yan Xiaomo walked to the empty training ground.
It was not completely dark at the moment, and there seemed to be people in the empty training ground.
Yan Xiaomo walked towards the empty training ground curiously. oshow7: