Chapter 375

Seeing this, Liu Yinian showed a proud smile and said, "the content of this writing is based on studying hard in a cold window. You can make your own proposition."

The focus of calligraphy is on the font, not the content. Cold window hard reading is a common content, which is naturally difficult for many students. However, in the warm school, Liu Yinian uses cold window hard reading as the main purpose, which shows that he is still worried about heating.

"As for Merton, I can give you a special license. As long as you don't use pencils and quills, I can keep one eye open and one eye closed." Liu Yinian said proudly.

Merton nodded when he heard the speech, put aside all the quill pens and pencils on the table, picked up the ink and inkstone on the table and began to grind ink like other students.

Liu Yinian suddenly showed a smile of victory. He didn't believe that Merton could play any tricks without pencils and quills.

However, he didn't wait long for Liu Yinian to be proud. He suddenly found that Merton did not pick up the brush next to him, but took out a small finger thick and thin, three inch long steel product from his arms.

Liu Yi secretly said that it was not good. He saw Merton open the steel products in his hands, put the sharp end into the ink of the inkstone, and even inhaled the ink into the steel.

"Pen!"

Merton secretly said that he was lucky. Fortunately, in order to prepare his gift before the graduation of the National Academy of Sciences, the Mojia village made and sent the pen in advance, otherwise it would be planted in Liu Yinian's hands today.

Many students of bingshe opened their mouths in surprise when they saw the pen in Merton's hand.

"Steel can make pens! What else can defeat Merton."

Qin Huaiyu three people are not surprised. If Merton does something more outrageous one day, they can accept it calmly.

Liu Yinian was so regretful that he even wanted to slap his mouth. If he hadn't been cheap, how could the Mexican family have had the opportunity to take out this pen.

But there was a faint hope in his heart that Merton could not write a good font with this new pen.

After all, calligraphy is better than calligraphy, not how fancy the pen is.

Merton was holding a pen, holding a familiar hand feeling, and his heart was slightly excited. Every time he made a familiar object for later generations, his sense of belonging was one more point.

"Studying hard in the cold window." Merton thought about the topic. Liu Yinian's idea was to use the example of studying hard in the cold window for ten years to attack Merton's contribution to creating heating.

If Merton writes according to Liu Yinian's idea, wouldn't he be right in Liu Yinian's routine? Merton thinks a little with his pen in his hand.

Since Liu Yinian still wants his students to go back to the cold window to study hard, he can only do the opposite. Merton had an idea and wrote: "I love my teacher, I love my body more. No, it's the truth."

The 800 word article was written by Merton with a pen in his hand. It was completed in two minutes

"Master, it's already written!" Merton showed a confident smile and got up to give his calligraphy to Liu Yinian.

The other Guozijian students immediately sighed in their hearts, and looked at the pen in Merton's hand. It was also 800 words. They had just written about 200, but Merton had finished writing.

And just now everyone could see clearly that the steel pen in Merton's hand didn't need to dip in ink. Only after sucking ink once at the beginning, 800 words were written at one go.

When they write with a brush, they have to dip in ink once to write a few words. This steel pen is much more convenient than their brush.

Seeing Merton get up with a thin rice paper and walk onto the lecture table, all the students suddenly flashed a thought. It is convenient and fast. They can write 800 words at a time. Moreover, the font is fine. A piece of paper is enough to hold thousands of words. Can Liu Yinian really resist such a writing tool?

Liu Yinian was uneasy. The only thing he could pray for now was that Mozi was not skilled in using the new pen and could not write good words. In this way, he had reason to fail the exam.

The light rice paper was placed on the lecture table. Liu Yinian's eyes were black when he saw the small regular script with square words and iron painting and silver hook in front of him.

It seems that small block letters naturally fit the pen. The small block letters written by the pen are at least half smaller than those written by ordinary brush, and they are dignified, symmetrical and neat.

Liu Yinian sat down in his chair. He knew that this time Mohist Zi had escaped.

An hour later, the bell rang at the end of the book study examination.

When Liu Yinian returned to the prison house, a group of Guozijian doctors immediately surrounded him.

"Dr. Liu, where is the masterpiece of Mohism this time? Don't let me enjoy it!" Dr. Simen and Liu Yinian are the best friends. Seeing Liu Yinian come in, he smiled and went forward to say.

"Yes, we heard that Mohist had handed in his paper in two quarters of an hour. I think he must have given up!" the doctor of Imperial College smiled.

Other Guozijian doctors immediately chuckled. He immediately knew Liu Yinian's plan, and they saw no lack of participation in the idea of the bitter theme of the cold window, 800 word length, and banning pencils and quills. They all decided that this time the Mohist school had been completely planted.

Liu Yinian shook his head with a wry smile, reached out from the end of the examination paper, took out a thin paper and put it in front of everyone.

Seeing the neat small block letters, all the Guozijian doctors were dumbfounded one by one.

"Don't you mean forbidding the use of quill pens?" the doctor of four disciplines said in amazement.

Liu Yinian shook his head and said, "Mohist didn't use a quill pen?"

"Well..." the crowd looked at the same handwriting as the goose feather pen and didn't understand.

Liu Yinian said bitterly, "Mohist did not use a goose feather pen, but a pen made of steel."

"A pen made of steel!" all the Imperial College doctors immediately felt that their brains were not enough. If they wanted to break their brains, they couldn't think of how to write with steel as a pen.

"This pen only dipped in ink once and wrote 800 words without stopping." Liu Yinian was also refreshed today.

"Write 800 words at a time!"

When Dr. Guozijian saw the calligraphy in his hand again, he immediately did not despise it. As a scholar, the biggest trouble in writing is not the number of strokes, but dipping in ink again and again, and the ink will affect the writing effect when the ink is thick and light.

"This is a pen!" Shen Hongcai's voice came from behind the crowd.

They quickly looked back and saw Shen Hongcai and Kong Yingda standing behind them, each holding a three inch long steel object.

Liu Yinian couldn't help but shrink his eyes. Isn't this the steel pen that Mohist Zi just used to write?