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"Where did this guy go?" Yan Xiaomo was a little puzzled, turned around and was about to leave Xue Chengcheng's room.

Turning his head, he found that a pile of books appeared in Yan Xiaomo's sight behind him, Xue Chengcheng struggled to hold a stack of books and walked outside, almost hitting Yan Xiaomo, because his vision was blocked by the books in his arms.

"What do you want to do?" Yan Xiaomo looked at Xue Chengcheng and asked with a good face when he saw the books on the table.

"Mr. Liu asked me to copy all these books, so I didn't move all the books over and copy them."

These books are enough for him to copy for half a month.

Yan Xiaomo nodded, originally wanted to come to Xue Chengcheng to accompany him to go outside for a walk, but seeing that Xue Chengcheng still had to copy so many books, it was better to forget it.

In other words, hasn't anyone invented printing in this era? How long will it take to copy it by hand?

"Do all the books here have to be copied by hand?" Yan Xiaomo took a book and looked at it, and found that she didn't understand much about it, and she could barely recognize a few words.

"Well, at the end of each year, the students of the Royal Academy must copy five books, and usually there are students who specialize in copying books." Xue Chengcheng explained to Yan Xiaomo while raising his pen and began to copy these books with a brush in the new book.

The handwriting of the copy must be legible and there must be no mistakes, because the copied book will be read by others.

"So, our martial arts students also want to copy books?"

Yan Xiaomo asked, if she really wants to copy, she is ashamed of her brush words, which are not ordinary ugly, but particularly ugly, okay.

"Yes, the students of the martial arts department also have to copy five books." Xue Chengcheng nodded, and the beautiful and clear handwriting was engraved in the clean and tidy textbook.

Yan Xiaomo's face froze instantly, if she was given a ballpoint pen, she would be able to copy all the books smoothly and smoothly in a short time, but with a soft brush, the picture was unimaginable.

Suddenly, Yan Xiaomo thought of a good idea, squatted down, rested her chin on Xue Chengcheng's desk, blinked, and said, "Then if someone helps copy it, will there be anything wrong?" ”

Xue Chengcheng suddenly raised his head and said with a good face: "Can it still be like this?" ”

"Didn't the senior help someone copy it, or did the senior not find someone to copy it on his behalf?" Yan Xiaomo believes that Xue Chengcheng will not find someone else to copy it on his behalf, but Xue Chengcheng is so good at talking, hasn't he helped others copy it?

"Not this one." Xue Cheng became enlightened, not like he was lying.

Yan Xiaomo frowned, do you mean that these people are conscious, or are these people lazy who don't understand?

But people still have to be diligent, there is no benefit in being lazy.

If Yan Xiaomo could write well, she would also be willing to copy the book by herself, but this time the system did not give her such a setting.

"Then you can copy the book slowly, I won't bother you."

Saying that, Yan Xiaomo left, Xue Chengcheng had something to do, so he sent Yan Xiaomo to the door and continued to go back to copy the book.

Unconsciously, 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.

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