Chapter 115

"You have the face to say that you have learned from the master?"

Su Ye shakes her head, just glances at the word "win", and is already disappointed.

Yang Xi'er is so competitive that she wants to be the first in everything. Even if she writes with a brush, she also wants to win. It's just because of this state of mind that there is too much difference between her composure and that of writing with a brush.

It looks good, but it doesn't have any strength.

Moreover, Yang Xi'er should have really learned several kinds of fonts, but now it's quite different to mix them up.

Yang Xi'er sneered and said, "wait till you write it out!"

Duan Fenghua also said sarcastically, "we'll see what words he can write when he's still struggling at this time."

"It's too simple for me to write. It's enough!"

Su ye said, picked up the brush, soaked the ink, and then casually put a little on the paper.

Stop writing, stop writing!

All this, just a few seconds.

When Su ye put down the brush, a group of students next to him reacted.

"Finished? No more? "

"Ha ha, you just write a point, what is it?"

"Don't laugh to death. If you say that one person writes a word, you can order it casually. Oh, I see. You don't think so. You can just fool around like this. "

When Yang Xi'er sees Su Ye's move, she is also gnashing her teeth. If Su Ye takes the contest seriously and finally wins Su ye, then she has a sense of achievement.

I didn't expect that Su ye would order one by one now.

If Su Ye loses, she will surely say that she doesn't try her best and disdains to write.

Yang Xi'er gritted her teeth and said, "now that you have written it, I will take it to the principal for notarization. I don't care what you write, if you lose, you will be punished! "

"Good! Take it Su night finish saying, also not much tube, directly sit back to the seat.

Yang Xi'er took the paper and went to President Zhou.

She said, "headmaster Zhou, I wrote two words just now. Let's see what needs to be improved? If you don't write well, please point out. "

Headmaster Zhou laughs. He still likes Yang Xi'er very much. He is not only good-looking, but also the most promising one in the school. Last year, he won the second place in the whole province. He was not satisfied with it, so he went back to school for another year.

Now when President Zhou sees Yang Xi'er, it's like seeing this year's provincial champion, which symbolizes the highest glory!

"Ha ha, classmate Yang, very good. Let me see... Well, good. That's great! This win word is really good! Did you really write it? I've seen the future of calligraphy masters. "

On hearing this, Yang Xi'er was immediately overjoyed and said, "thank you for your praise. How about the following point?"

"This point... Ha ha. It's not bad. I can see the skill in this stroke! Come on, Yang

"Ha ha, thank you, principal. If you have to choose a better one, do you choose the one above or the one below? "

"It's all the same. They all have their own strengths. You're already very good. This time, I managed to get miss Qiao's manuscript back, in order to stimulate the students' enthusiasm for learning, so as to improve the overall quality of our students... In terms of morality, intelligence, physique and beauty, we often only pursue one-sided, and in the process of learning, we slowly forget a lot of national treasures... "

"All right, headmaster! I'll ask Mr. Mao again. "

Although Yang Xi'er got the answer from President Zhou, she was very dissatisfied with the answer. The president was very friendly.

Fortunately, Mr. Mao, who teaches calligraphy, is nearby.

Show it to Mr. Mao, and he'll be right in his analysis.

"It's fairly good, but this winning character combines too many kinds of typefaces. Our calligraphy stresses the spirit, such as... Eh? oh dear. You see, you write a lot of this, good! Tut Tut, this stroke shows your skill! "

Teacher Mao suddenly saw the point on the paper. He was shocked. He quickly put it on the table and read it carefully.

Headmaster Zhou was nearby, also attracted, and said, "where is it written well? So attractive to Mr. Mao

"You see, headmaster. Look at this stroke, the so-called heart is right, the stroke is right, and it is magnificent. You can see the Kung Fu in one stroke. If you read the winning words on it, it may be affected. You can try to block it to see... "

Mr. Mao pointed to that point and said it carefully. Then he gently covered the word "win" on the paper, leaving the simple point immediately.

As soon as president Zhou saw it, he also gave a light sigh. Then he immediately clapped the table and said:

"Yes! In this way, I was just influenced by another word. This stroke is too quintessence! Ha ha, classmate Yang, your last stroke is better than your winning word by more than one grade! "

Teacher Mao was also surprised and said, "is this all written by Yang Xi'er? There is a bright future! If you have time, I'll take you to meet San Yuan Ju Shi on Sunday. He is the real master of calligraphy. Would you like to see me? "

Yang Xi'er's face was ugly at the moment. She walked to the table unconvinced and opened the paper to see that she really didn't feel anything.

But as soon as she put it on, she felt that it was not as powerful as Su Ye.

"This..."

Yang Xi'er doesn't know what to do for a moment. She must be unconvinced in her heart. How can she lose to Su ye after writing calligraphy for so many years?

Duan Fenghua, Lin Hao and others are also ugly, said: "teacher Mao, not as exaggerated as you said? I see that the two words are almost the same. How can you say that so well? It's just a little bit. "

"Ha ha! Classmate, this is not a little thing, I dare say, you can't write such a point. Neither can I! " Mr. Mao also shook his head and sighed.

Su Ye looked at all this and said, "Yang Xi'er, what are you waiting for? Do you want to go back? "

Lin Hao said, "it doesn't count. You can do it casually, but Yang Xuejie has to write so many strokes. Of course, there are some shortcomings. Now come out and write a word to win? "

Su Ye's face sank. She looked at Lin Hao and said in a deep voice, "do you want to take care of my business?"

"I... I am." Lin Hao's face was pale, and he didn't dare to say anything hard. At last, he had to say, "we are all witnesses, so I'll give you my opinion!"

"If you have any suggestions, keep them for me!" Su Ye's deep voice made many people shut up and dare not speak.

President Zhou saw it and immediately formally said, "what are you doing? No noise in class! Sit down

Under his command, all the students in the three classes had to calm down and go back to their seats one after another.

Yang Xi'er was the only one standing there, green and white.

She seemed to have summoned up great courage, clenched her fist and said:

"I'm a waste. I don't know anything about calligraphy! I'll never touch the brush again

When they heard this, they were shocked.

Originally quiet classroom, now become dead quiet!

They didn't hear me wrong, did they?

This gorgeous girl, she just said she was a waste in public?