Ghostly Masked Prince Xiao: Pampering and Spoiling the Little Adorable Consort

(46) Bitter Hardship That Can't Be Said Is Very Pitiful

With fundamental knowledge from before, Chu Qing-Yan didn't feel it would be difficult; but then, the iceberg teacher's stern criticism rained down.

"Keep your fingers steady, your palm should be empty and erect, the wrist should be flat, keep it steady."

Chu Qing-Yan blushed with shame, what a strict teacher.

"The finger that writes needs strength, joints should be facing outwards, close but not loose. Five fingers should use strength at the same time so it will be firm and powerful. You must also pay attention to wielding the brush, however, the looseness and tightness must be appropriate. If it is too tight, the movements won't be nimble; too loose, you can't use enough force."

Chu Qing-Yan subconsciously added a bit more force, "Slap——" A ruler landed on the back of her hand and a red streak appeared momentarily. Afterwards, she felt the scorching pain and couldn't help but lift her eyes, gleaming with tears to glare at the main offender.

Xiao Xu directly ignored her glower and continued to say, "The fingers shouldn't tremble. Concentrate!"

Chu Qing-Yan clenched her teeth. Compared to this iceberg teacher, she thought that her teacher at that time was really gentle and benevolent.

The iceberg teacher looked at her hand and continued, "The space between the thumb and the forefinger should be wider."

Chu Qing-Yan, having heard this, parted the two fingers slightly, but sadly, the other party didn't seem to be satisfied. After criticizing her for a long while, and she still couldn't reach his requirements, she saw his brows knit slightly. Chu Qing-Yan thought he had already given up, but didn't think he'd call Lan Yi to come in.

"Bring me a raw egg."

Lan Yi looked at Chu Qing-Yan with puzzlement, then immediately nodded and withdrew.

Chu Qing-Yan thought that Xiao Xu was hungry and wanted to treat it as a snack, but when she thought again, she realized he hadn't asked for a cooked egg ah!

After Lan Yi offered up the egg, and Xiao Xu turned around to make her hold it, she had an ominous feeling.

As expected——

"Place the egg in your palm and hold the brush properly. If the egg falls then don't even think about having dinner tonight!" Iceberg Teacher sat in the chair in a leisurely manner. However, the words he said made her feel that this person really needed a good spanking!

The egg felt cold in her palm and the cold penetrated into her heart. Did this Xiao Xu have to torture her just to feel at ease?

Her belly and heart were full of fire that couldn't be discharged. But after she had calmed down, Chu Qing-Yan couldn't help but admit, this method was indeed very effective in training her posture for holding the brush, only that it made the hand sore easily, alright?

"Use your whole body's strength, keep your wrist leveled, point the brush vertically. Don't let your wrist continue to lean on the table!"

"Slap——"

The ruler fell once again and because the fingers weren't holding on tightly, the egg in her palm slipped out just like that, landed on the table and broke open. The golden- colored egg yolk and the transparent thick pasty liquid, in a flash, spread out on the table. It was like the blazing sun in the horizon, provoking one's tender affection. But at this moment, Chu Qing-Yan was already stupefied because she was thinking that she had no fate with tonight's dinner.

"A pity ah." An indifferent tone sounded by her ear, as if pitying this egg, but also seemingly pitying her. However, in Chu Qing-Yan's ear, it seemed to carry a touch of mockery.