Huang Liangliang didn't know that Ye Zhuoqun had a brother, and he had never heard her mention it, so he looked at her curiously.

The smile on Ye Zhuoqun's face instantly faded a lot, and gradually became a little unnatural, so he only said "um" lightly and didn't say much.

Huang Liangliang intuitively felt that there was something strange in this, so he quickly stopped the topic, "I'll go to the calligraphy classroom first, otherwise I should be late." ”

"Eh, why is your calligraphy club so active lately, you have been there three times in a week, isn't this going to exhaust people to death!" Wang Ping was really diverted and began to complain about the calligraphy club.

"It's not a calligraphy club activity, it's something I want to practice on my own. Huang Liangliang blinked, didn't explain much, took his things and left first.

She didn't tell her two friends about her becoming the principal's student, nor was she afraid of them telling it, but she just felt that there was no need to publicize it everywhere, and she didn't want others to change their attitude towards her because she became the principal's student.

The calligraphy classroom after school was quiet, because Principal Wu gave her the key to the classroom, so she could enter at will, and there was already a person in the classroom when she passed.

"Senior, you're here so early. Huang Liangliang put the small schoolbag next to the little boy and asked with a smile.

Wu Xuelin had already placed a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and was gently grinding the ink with an ink ingot, when he saw Huang Liangliang coming, he greeted her with a smile: "Liangliang, you came just in time, come and help me sharpen the ink." ”

The corners of Huang Liangliang's mouth trembled slightly when he heard this, and he said dissatisfiedly, "Senior, I'll tell the teacher if you are like this, is there anyone like you who bullies the junior sister!"

"I said that I want to call my senior brother, and besides, my own junior sister, what's wrong with helping my senior brother sharpen ink, it's normal. Wu Xuelin grinned, his expression was a little narrow, and he completely lost the gentle appearance he had when he first met.

"Senior brother, you won't have a girl like this......" Huang Liangliang muttered in a low voice, still silently helping him grind the ink.

In fact, Wu Xuelin had almost finished grinding the ink just now, Huang Liangliang just grinded it casually a few times, and Wu Xuelin started to write.

Huang Liangliang watched from the sidelines, and soon became obsessed. Wu Xuelin wrote a calligraphy, Huang Liangliang looked at it for a while before he saw that it was Wang Xizhi, and when he saw that he was writing very seriously, he also lowered his voice with bated breath, not daring to disturb him.

About half an hour later, Wu Xuelin stopped writing and looked at the article he had written, obviously not very satisfied.

Huang Liangliang has been practicing Xiaokai before, and she has never practiced calligraphy, but in her opinion, at Wu Xuelin's current age, it is already remarkable to be able to write like this.

"Why don't you go to practice?" Wu Xuelin raised his head and saw that Huang Liangliang had not gone to practice, but had been standing beside him and watching, and turned his head strangely to ask her.

"I just watched you write, and I was fascinated by it. Huang Liangliang replied a little embarrassedly, and then asked curiously, "Didn't the senior practice regular script all the time, why did he practice the line script again?"

"I've been practicing for a long time, but I haven't been able to meet my father's requirements, and during the summer vacation, there will be a calligraphy competition in the city, and I want to participate, so I practice more calligraphy. Wu Xuelin sighed imperceptibly and said.

"Oh~~" Huang Liang nodded brightly, and was ready to go back to the side to practice, she hadn't finished writing today's thirty exercises.

"Actually, you can also try to participate in the competition, you are young, it is really good to participate in the children's competition, with your level, maybe you can come back with the first place. Wu Xuelin seemed to have great confidence in Huang Liangliang, and said to her with a smile.

"I can't do it, I've only been practicing for a long time, I'm still laying the foundation, the competition or something, let's wait a few years. Huang Liangliang was not a person who liked to be in the limelight, so he hurriedly waved his hand and said.

Wu Xuelin just said casually that he knew that his father valued her as a little junior sister very much, and he would only let her practice wholeheartedly in the past few years, and it was impossible to let her go out and participate in the competition.

Wu Xuelin also passed by in the competition, and the two continued to practice calligraphy seriously, and when Huang Liangliang wrote to the eleventh, he saw a hand stretched out next to him and took the rice paper she had just written.

Huang Liangliang was startled, his hands trembled, and the halfway written this one was considered a waste.

"I still don't have enough focus. Ngo Dinh Sin's majestic voice sounded above her head.

Huang Liangliang secretly smiled bitterly, and slandered in his heart: Principal, don't you know that you walk without a sound? Every time she is like this, she is not scared half to death, and her psychological quality is already very strong, okay!

Wu Tingxin carefully looked at the few sheets she had just written, and his face finally looked a little better, and he said: "It's not bad, I have written it seriously, let's go to dinner if I write another one." ”

Huang Liangliang hurriedly nodded in response, changed to a new piece of rice paper and started writing again.

Wu Tingxin walked to Wu Xuelin's side again, and when he saw the book he had just written, his brows furrowed slightly, didn't you ask you not to practice the book first, the foundation has not been practiced solidly. ”

Wu Xuelin obediently listened to the training, did not speak, and also took a piece of rice paper again and practiced regular script.

In the calligraphy classroom, there was only the occasional sound of clothes gently rubbing against rice paper, and after another half an hour, Wu Tingxin saw that it was almost dark, so he asked the two to stop writing.

"Liangliang, I'll go back with Xuelin first, you go back to the dormitory early after eating, don't run around, do you hear. Wu Tingxin locked the door of the calligraphy classroom and said to Huang Liangliang.

Huang Liangliang knew that he had left a bad impression on the principal last time he climbed over the wall, so he nodded obediently and promised: "Don't worry, the principal, I will definitely not run around." ”

Wu Tingxin nodded with satisfaction, and left with Wu Xuelin, before leaving, Wu Xuelin secretly turned his head and gave Huang Liangliang a grimace, which was very bitter.

Huang Liangliang looked at the senior who had become naïve in an instant, and shook his head helplessly, speeding up his pace and walking towards the cafeteria.

Huang Liangliang made an appointment with Ye Zhuoqun to meet outside the first canteen at six o'clock, and seeing that the time had passed a little, he trotted all the way there.

When she was about to arrive, she saw Ye Zhuoqun kicking stones boringly at the door of the cafeteria, and hurriedly ran up and said apologetically: "Ah Qun, I've been waiting for a long time, I've been delaying a little time, let's go in quickly." ”

The two went into the cafeteria together, cooked and found a window seat to sit down.

Huang Liangliang was really a little hungry, picked up the chopsticks and ate them, and when he was halfway through eating, he found that there was something wrong with Ye Zhuoqun, who was sitting opposite, and he kept using chopsticks to flick the food in the bowl, but he didn't eat much at all.

She put down her chopsticks and asked worriedly, "Ah Qun, what's wrong with you?"