Tu'er was amused by Wang Yue's teasing, then shook her head and said earnestly, "No. The pond was perfectly fine, and now it's turned black. How ugly!"
The two chatted as they walked inside. Along the way, they passed several female disciples, all of whom looked at Wang Yue with curious eyes.
Tu'er didn't hide who he was. She openly told the disciples that Wang Yue was Mo Shanshan's guest and the youngest person ever to reach Fate Knowing. At once, she drew all their attention to him.
Before Wang Yue even reached Mo Shanshan's study, every female disciple in the Ink Pool Academy knew who he was.
When Wang Yue arrived at Mo Shanshan's study, Tu'er made tea for him. As he admired Mo Shanshan's calligraphy inside, girls kept passing by from time to time.
Wang Yue knew they weren't really passing by. He hadn't expected that even in this world, he'd have a day when people gathered to gawk at him, but he didn't mind. He calmly admired Mo Shanshan's calligraphy. He had to admit, her skill was impressive.
But when a world was filled with girls, they could be rather bold.
Sure enough, before Tu'er had returned, one girl finally knocked and came in. After bringing Wang Yue a cup of tea, she said politely, "Young Master Wang, please have some tea."
Wang Yue turned to look at her and thanked her politely. When she still didn't leave, he casually asked, "Is something the matter?"
The girl hesitated and said nothing. Just then, Tu'er returned. She set down the tray of tea and happily introduced them. "Young Master Wang, this is Senior Sister Zhuo, Zhuo Zhihua. She saw how long you were looking at Shanshan's calligraphy and wanted to ask if you're good at calligraphy too."
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