Calligraphy Experience Book (Beginner Level). Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Lin Haiwen cleared his mind and looked at the interface, fortunately, there was an introduction, and the calligraphy experience book was divided into four levels, junior high school, and consummation.

The primary level should be the level of a first-class contemporary calligrapher.

Intermediate, basically in history, but not particularly top-notch, such as Yu Shinan and Chu Suiliang.

Senior, refers to the level of Yan Zhenqing, Liu Gongquan, Ouyang Xun, and Su Huang Mi Cai.

As for consummation, whether Wang Xizhi counts or not, Lin Haiwen doesn't know, but it's either a vacancy or he.

Looking at it this way, the beginner is also very remarkable.

Lin Haven studied directly, closed his eyes and felt for a while, until the ceremony was arranged, he opened his eyes, glanced at the teacher who was talking just now, and laughed, there was some complexity in the laughter.

Chen Xing was a little itchy when he was laughed, he was also not used to seeing Lin Haven being too crazy, and he was actually on the territory of Beijing University, saying that the students of Beijing University were insects and dogs, and he was not very comfortable anyway. However, what Lin Haven said was really impeccable, so he had to find something unhappy for him in this kind of trivial matter.

"What are you going to talk about? Chen Xing's colleague, who is also a teacher at the school, squeezed him, "He remembered it." ”

"Remember, remember, can he still put his hand in the school office of Beijing University? As soon as Chen Xing was told by him, he felt even more uncomfortable. He feels that he is already very, very restrained, as a small section chief of the school office, he usually assists in logistics, and distributes eggs and rice, he is also very powerful, and his temper is not small. And it's a person from Beijing University, who doesn't go out to see three points.

"He can't stretch it out today, what about tomorrow? Lu Songhua and Tan Qichang, which one can't make you suffer a little?"

"Hey, I'll just ask, there's so much to worry about. Then I don't want to go over it, there are so many big people coming and going from Beijing University, and I haven't seen anyone who can eat me. Chen Xing said a word, and his colleague didn't say it when he heard it, and he didn't say it twice. Whether Chen Xing is dead or alive has nothing to do with him.

"I don't believe in it. "After a while, when Lin Haven donated books. He suddenly heard Chen Xing scolding in a low voice, and when he glanced at Chen Xing quite strangely, he saw him go around, and he didn't know why he went.

Two donation ceremonies, soon, and not a big deal.

After getting it, basically today's trip is over, Tan Qichang himself asked Lin Haiwen to sit in the Chinese Department, which is the place where talents gather, and the understanding of Lin Haiwen's poems is also the deepest. Relative is also the one who can best understand the meaning and value of these poems. So when I heard that Lin Haiwen was coming to Beijing University, the teachers in the department and some graduate students fought with Lu Songhua, and Lin Haiwen naturally had no opinion. But the next thing is a private itinerary, which is not within the scope of the reception of Beijing University.

"Teacher, the pen and ink are ready. At this moment, a little girl suddenly came, and her voice was soft and soft.

"Huh?" Tan Qichang was stunned for a moment and asked Lin Haiwen, "Do you want to keep Mobao?"

Lin Haven shrugged his shoulders, looking innocent, he didn't understand the routines of your Beijing University.

"Hehe, what's the matter, didn't you say don't prepare?" Chen Xing stood up and laughed with him, "I thought Mr. Lin was going to write, so I said it." I remember telling them it was gone. ”

Nonsense.

The director of the school history museum, Chen Xing's colleagues, are all looking at him at this time.

One is wondering, when the matter of the school history museum will be instructed by the section chief of the school office. The other was frowning, he saw that when Chen Xing went out for a trip at the donation ceremony just now, he should have gone to get this, it seemed that Lin Haven laughed and laughed.

"Uh, I, I don't know. The little girl's face turned red for a moment, and these teachers looked at her, she was a work-study student, and she thought she had made a big mistake.

But Chen Xing didn't want to admit it at this time, and wanted to throw the pot out, his voice was more stern, "What's the matter, I told you, Mr. Lin didn't write today, didn't you hear it? Now these children are frizzy and irritable when doing things, they can't listen to it, they can't do it well, they go out of the basket all day long, and they don't know what to do when they go to society." ”

The little girl was really trained by him and didn't dare to speak, her eyes were red, and she lowered her head and said nothing.

"Cheng, now that you're ready, let's write one. Mr. Chen is too strict with his students, and it can be seen that the teachers of Beijing University have a strict style of study, and their education is especially admirable. Lin Haiwen gestured to Tan Qichang, then turned around and walked towards the desk. The University History Museum is always equipped with these things, and Beijing University does often entertain guests from all walks of life, and the University History Museum is a must-visit.

"Teacher Chen, is he teaching Chinese?" When he walked over, he asked Tan Qichang, this is purely talking nonsense with his eyes open, this has been half a day, can he still not know what Chen Xing is doing.

"Teacher Chen is run by the school. ”

“...... Oh, administratively, hehe. ”

Before Chen Xing could jump to his feet, Lin Haven naturally began to discipline him, "Teacher Chen, if you are a teacher, it is understandable to be strict with students. However, as an administrative worker, whether it is for students or teachers, don't be so quiet. In the final analysis, the administrators in the school are ultimately for the scholars and students, so that they can research, teach, and learn without worries. You can't take chicken feathers as an arrow, treat service as power, and put up a stand in front of students. Speaking of which, I was very disgusted today, and I said a lot of things that offended people, maybe Mr. Chen didn't like to hear them. ”

“...... How could it be, Mr. Lin is a good intention. Chen Xing gritted his teeth and swallowed it hard. Otherwise, if you don't speak, doesn't that mean you really don't like to listen?

The wicked value has been brushed again.

Lin Haven walked to the desk, picked up the pen, and dipped it in ink, "I really haven't written a paragraph, let's write a familiar hand first, okay?"

Chen Xing wanted to say no.

Burst.

Tan Qichang couldn't help it, looking at Lin Haiwen's past, he wrote quite smoothly, but unfortunately at this level, he really didn't dare to compliment.

He wrote a "one", and the result was crooked, thick and thin.

"Ahem, sure enough, I haven't written for a long time, and I can't find the feeling all of a sudden. Lin Haven rubbed his nose left and right, this is not his pretense, although the experience book is not like an empowerment mantra, it needs to be continuously absorbed, but there is indeed a small process of adaptation. "Teacher Chen said to write that sentence, I will pick a longer sentence. ”

At the end of the "one", he wrote another "one", and then he moved a little, and wrote the words "low-level interesting person" in succession.

There was also a teacher who planned to remind him to show a few words, but seeing that he had written it, he held it back. (To be continued.) )