Academy, side room. Xiao Yanci handed the sesame cake he bought to Jiang Yihui.
Jiang Yihui was racking his brain writing something, not taking the sesame cake Xiao Yanci offered.
Xiao Yanci held that posture for a long time until his arm started trembling uncontrollably, only then did Jiang Yihui put down the brush in his hand and accepted what was offered to him.
"This piece I wrote is too messy, can you rewrite it for me?" Jiang Yihui commanded while munching on the sesame cake. "Why is it cold? How do you handle things?"
Xiao Yanci lowered his eyes and said, "It's my fault."
"Clumsy." Jiang Yihui commented, looking at the poem Xiao Yanci had copied.
Though copied, the handwriting was identical to his own, except for a few modifications in the content.
Of course, only two or three characters were changed.
Yet it was precisely these two or three characters that completely transformed the entire poem's mood.
A look of envy and jealousy flickered in Jiang Yihui's eyes.
