Huang Liangliang was not angry because she was despised, it is true that at such a young age, few people would think that she could write good calligraphy, she thought about going in directly without explaining, and heard a gentle voice behind her.

"You're Huang Liangliang, why don't you go in? What are you doing standing at the door?"

Huang Liangliang was startled, took a few steps forward before turning his head to look, only to see Wu Xuelin standing at the door smiling at her with a smile on his face.

Huang Liangliang remembered the troubles of last night, his cheeks suddenly turned red, he lowered his head, and he was at a loss.

"Xuelin, you know this little classmate. The tall and thin boy who had just teased Huang Liangliang walked over, hooked his arm around Wu Xuelin's neck, and asked with a hippie smile.

Wu Xuelin nodded, still looking at Huang Liangliang with a smile and said: "This is Huang Liangliang's classmate, who was chartered by the principal to join the calligraphy club, she is still young, don't bully her." ”

The tall and thin boy looked at Huang Liangliang in surprise, wanting to see what was different about her, after all, he could join the calligraphy club in the first grade, and he had been in the calligraphy club for three years, and he had never met her.

"How can it, such a cute little sister, we will definitely take care of it more. The tall and thin boy grinned, stretched out his hand to Huang Liangliang, and introduced himself: "Hello Huang Liangliang, my name is Gao Ganqi, welcome you to join the calligraphy club." ”

Huang Liangliang also stretched out his hand to shake her, and shouted obediently: "Senior Gao is good, I will ask Senior Gao for more advice in the future." ”

"You just call him a bamboo pole, he is the thorn in our calligraphy club, the teachers have a headache for him, Huang Liangliang, you remember to have less contact with him, so as not to be damaged by him." The girl who first asked Huang Liangliang also came over, looked at her kindly and said.

"Sun Zijun, don't slander me, why am I a thorn, I have a real temperament, how can I be like you, I will pretend in front of the teacher. Gao Ganqi seemed to have some trouble with this girl named Sun Zijun, and said in a loud voice.

Sun Zijun glared at him, didn't bother with him, just looked at Huang Liangliang and said: "Classmate Huang Liangliang, my name is Sun Zijun, if you don't understand anything in the future, you can come to me." ”

"Sister Zijun can call me Liangliang. Huang Liangliang said very sweetly.

Sun Zijun was very happy by her sister's call, pulled her to the vacant seat next to him and sat down, and said with a smile: "With such a cute little sister as you joining in our calligraphy club, club activities will definitely be more interesting in the future." ”

The other members of the calligraphy club knew that Huang Liangliang was a new member, and they all came up to greet him very warmly, Huang Liangliang all came to call his brother and sister without refusal, anyway, he must be the youngest here, and soon became the "group pet" of the calligraphy club, a group of people were talking and laughing around her, and a slight cough suddenly came from outside the door.

Everyone was silent for a moment, and reflexively returned to their seats, all of them posing as if they were sitting upright.

Wu Tingxin slowly walked into the classroom, stood on the podium, glanced at everyone with a smile, and then asked, "Is it quite lively, why, are they all welcoming new members?"

When everyone saw the principal, their expressions were slightly excited, and when they listened to his question, they were not afraid, and nodded their heads one after another.

"Then you have to set an example for new members in the future, don't slack off, if you are surpassed by Huang Liangliang, you seniors will be embarrassed. Wu Tingxin smiled again and encouraged everyone, and then asked everyone to start practicing.

Huang Liangliang saw that everyone took out the calligraphy and began to practice, so he also took out the basic calligraphy calligraphy written in the calligraphy class on weekdays from his schoolbag and wrote it seriously.

Huang Liangliang wrote for a while, and then she felt that someone was standing behind her, and she knew that it was Principal Wu, and her body instantly straightened.

Principal Wu's eyes stayed on Huang Liangliang's back, like a thorn, which made her feel uncomfortable, and she wanted to twist her shoulders and twist her back to relieve the faint tingling. But the habits she has developed over the years have made her almost instinctively abandon the distractions in her heart, and still concentrate on writing the words in her hand.

When she finished writing the notebook, her body relaxed a little, and at this time, she realized that her back was already slightly sweaty.

Wu Tingxin stretched out his hand, picked up the calligraphy written by Huang Liangliang, looked at it very seriously for a while, and then turned his eyes to her and asked, "Have you ever learned calligraphy with a brush?"

Huang Liangliang lowered his eyes and shook his head a little weakly. Wu Tingxin pondered for a moment and looked at her deeply, "You and I come to the front." ”

Wu Tingxin led Huang Liangliang to the podium, cleared the things on the table casually, and laid out the four treasures of his study.

"I'm going to teach you how to hold the pen now, and you look closely. Wu Tingxin glanced at Huang Liangliang, picked up a brush and said.

Huang Liangliang nodded solemnly with a small face, her eyes were firmly fixed on Wu Tingxin's hand, but in fact, her attention was not on Wu Tingxin's posture of holding the pen, but more on the four treasures of the study.

Principal Wu's set of four treasures of the study is a bit famous, the inkstone is Shezhou inkstone, Lao Zhang first gave them a calligraphy class, he introduced the four famous inkstones, Shezhou inkstone is one of them, and Principal Wu's Shezhou inkstone looks like it has been some years, it must be worth a lot.

The ink is new, it smells good, much better than the canned ink used by the students, the pen is wolf's hair, and the paper seems to be a good authentic rice paper. Principal Wu is really a family student, and this set of four treasures of the study is not something that ordinary people can afford.

"You give it a try. Wu Tingxin interrupted Huang Liangliang's thoughts and handed the brush to her.

Huang Liang nodded, took the brush, pretended to think about it for a while, and then held the pen as he had done many times in his previous life.

Wu Tingxin watched from the sidelines, his eyes lit up, he didn't expect Huang Liangliang to learn so quickly, he only watched it once, and he did it exactly the slightest, not at all like a person who held a brush for the first time.

"Remember this action, practice more in the future, holding the pen is the basic skill, only the basic skills are solid, and you can write good words in the future. Wu Tingxin taught Huang Liangliang earnestly.

Huang Liangliang nodded teachably. Wu Tingxin put down the brush in Huang Liangliang's hand, then rolled up his sleeves and slowly began to sharpen the ink, and after a while, he got a pool of ink.

"Come and help me sharpen my ink. Wu Tingxin didn't ask Huang Liangliang if he had learned, and said to her directly.

Huang Liangliang took the ink ingot in Wu Tingxin's hand with kindness and skillfully sharpened the ink. Later, Wu Tingxin didn't teach her anything, just wrote a tablet on rice paper, while Huang Liangliang watched diligently grinding ink.