I Could Neither Write nor Draw

“Do you want me to leave so soon?” Xiao Chen looked at Jing Yue angrily with his eyebrows slightly frowned .

“No…” Jing Yue looked down, blus.h.i.+ng all of a sudden .

Recently, Jing Yue felt so weird about her feeling to Xiao Chen . Whatever did Xiao Chen say to her, she would feel shy . Fl.u.s.tered by the weird feeling, Jing Yue sat up suddenly . Xiao Chen stared at her, having no idea what happened .

“Uh huh…I will design my new restaurant . You can come if you like . ” Jing Yue said and then hurried out of his arms, feeling shy about Xiao Chen’s staring .

“…” Seeing the abnormal behavior of Jing Yue, Xiao Chen doubted if he had said something wrong, his eyebrows slightly frowned .

Otherwise, why did Jing Yue try to avoid him all morning?

After was.h.i.+ng and eating breakfast with Xiao Chen, Jing Yue called for the painting brushes and paper to draw . Having studied this kind of structure drawing when she got trained before, she could handle drawing the site plan of her restaurant quite easy .

However…

“I don’t know how to paint with brushes!!!” Jing Yue was almost driven crazy by the scattered paper thrown everywhere on the floor . The drawing on the paper only contained hideous mess .

“Your Highness…” Yin Qiao couldn’t stand the sight and covered her face silently .

“It’s killing me!” Jing Yue stood up suddenly and complained . How could she draw successfully in such a d.a.m.n place without any pencils?! 

How could she draw?!

“Your Highness, or…can you write it down?” Yin Qiao, blinking her eyes, said to Jinng Yue .

“Yes…It sounds like a good idea . ” Jing Yue took a deep breath and began to write…

…

…

‘d.a.m.n it . What the h.e.l.l  I’m writing?!’

n.o.body could understand it!

It was even worse than nothing!!

Jing Yue was lying at the desk like a dead body, leaving waste paper all around her . She hadn’t drawn anything successfully until noon . She could neither write nor draw with brushes . In the end, she almost wanted to quit .

“Whoops!” Jing Yue suddenly straightened up after bending over the table for a long time . She turned to Yin Qiao and said firmly, “Go get some charcoal from the kitchen please . ”

“Charcoal?” Yin Qiao blinked, confused by Jing Yue’s request, “Your Highness, what for?” 

“Just go get some! I will show you . ” Jing Yue suddenly got refreshed and picked up the paper thrown on the floor .

‘If chalk can be used to write, so can charcoal!

Charcoal is as black as a pencil . It just needs to be sharpened .

Dear lord…What a brilliant idea!’

Yin Qiao fetched a large pot of charcoal, out of which Jing Yue picked the biggest one . Thanks for the sharp dagger given by Xiao Chen, Jing Yue sharpened the charcoal very easy, which made her so excited .

“This dagger is really awesome!” Jing Yue exclaimed .

However, Xiao Chen pulled a long face when he knew his gift, the dagger was used in this way by Jing Yue .

“Wow, Your Highness, you are so good at it,” said Yin Qiao . She had no idea about Jing Yue’s intention at first, but then she was surprised by Jing Yue’s skilled technique of drawing with charcoal . She knew for the first time that the charcoal could be used to draw!

“That's the spirit…” Jing Yue sighed with relief and continued to work hard . After a while, a rough sketch took shape . She also annotated every important detail on the drawing of the restaurant . As an old saying goes, the handwriting can reveal one’s character . Jing Yue’s handwriting was a combination of grace and fierceness, just like her character .