Lao Zhang was puzzled in his heart, he felt that he had not yet reached the time when his old eyes were dizzy, so he would not be so wrong, but the facts told him that he should indeed be wrong, so he thought about letting Huang Liangliang sit down and write a few more words.

But at this moment, the bell rang for the end of class, and Lao Zhang looked at the students who were about to move, sitting like pins and needles, so he could only announce the end of class first, thinking about waiting for the next calligraphy class, and then focusing on Huang Liangliang. Huang Liangliang saw Lao Zhang leave the calligraphy classroom with his hands behind his back, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief, she was really careless, fortunately she reacted quickly, and knocked over the ink bottle in time, staining the half-written paper, otherwise Lao Zhang would find out that she was actually writing the Burrow inscription again, then it would be impossible to explain.

It's a pity that her newly opened bottle of ink has only been used once! Huang Liangliang crumpled the crumpled rice paper in his hand and threw it into the trash can next to him, and then hurriedly looked at his ink bottle to see if there was any hope of rescue.

"Liangliang, what did Teacher Zhang tell you just now?" The position of the calligraphy class is arranged according to the student number, Wang Ping can't be with Huang Liangliang, so he came over after class. "What can you say, Huang Liangliang knocked over the ink bottle and stained the rice paper, beginners are so careless. ”

Before Huang Liangliang could speak, Wu Duxue, who was across the aisle from her, squinted at the two of them and said.

She seems to be in a good mood today, and when she speaks, she keeps smiling on her face.

But in Wang Ping's opinion, the smile on Wu Duxue's face was showing off, and she was very unconvinced and retorted: "What's wrong with beginners! Even if we are beginners, we Liangliang can write better than you, don't think that Teacher Zhang praises you a few words, you think how great you are, Liangliang will soon catch up with you, you will continue to be your second place!" Wang Ping's words poked Wu Duxue's sore spot, and her face was so angry that her face turned blue and white for a while, but her self-cultivation did not allow her to quarrel with Wang Ping, so she could only say angrily: "Ignorance! Do you think calligraphy is so simple? It is a dream to practice it without a few years of hard work!"

After speaking, he stopped paying attention to the two of them, packed up his things and walked out of the calligraphy classroom with a few followers. Lu Zhaozhao, who was following her, didn't forget to turn his head and glare at the two of them. "You say you're always going to provoke her for something. Huang Liangliang wiped the ink off the table, shook his head helplessly and said to Wang Ping.

"I just can't get used to her domineering look. Wang Ping snorted twice, pursed her lips and continued, "Don't talk about her, you haven't told me what Teacher Zhang told you just now?"

"Didn't Wu Duxue just say, I accidentally broke the ink, and Teacher Zhang asked me to clean it up. Huang Liangliang replied half-truthfully.

Wang Ping still didn't believe it, although she was sitting far away, she obviously saw the surprised expression on Lao Zhang's face, and she always felt that things were not as simple as Liangliang said.

"What are you two doing, you're out of class, and you're not leaving. Wang Ping was about to ask again, when Ye Zhuoqun's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

"That's it. Huang Liangliang had already packed up everything, lest Wang Ping ask questions again, and dragged her and Ye Zhuoqun out of the calligraphy classroom.

The last class of the afternoon was a physical education class, and the physical education teacher did not assign any tasks, so the students were asked to choose the ball games they were interested in, and then the students were crazy, and even the girls chose table tennis, badminton, and other sports that were not too tiring.

But on Huang Liangliang, it's a little embarrassing, she doesn't know these ball games, the welfare institute will not have spare money to buy any table tennis rackets, badminton rackets, but there is a football and a basketball, but basically they are dominated by boys, and these two ball games are not suitable for girls to play, so the girls in the welfare institute basically rarely go to outdoor activities, Huang Liangliang has only heard Huang Yuanyuan talk about them before, and they have never touched it once.

"Liangliang, let me teach you, badminton is very simple, you are so smart, you must learn it as soon as you learn it. Ye Zhuoqun held two brand-new badminton rackets and said on the side.

"No, no, badminton is fun to have table tennis, Liangliang should play table tennis with me." Wang Ping shook the two table tennis rackets in her hands and began to disagree with Ye Zhuoqun.

"Wang Ping, do you see if there is any vacancy on the table tennis table?" Ye Zhuoqun said in a long voice.

Wang Ping was speechless, she almost forgot about this stubble, table tennis is different from badminton, there must be a special platform to play.

"Okay, then let's play badminton first, and then we'll go over when the table tennis table is empty. Wang Ping had no choice but to say wiltingly.

Ye Zhuoqun raised his face, very proud, pulled Huang Liangliang and ran to an open space, stuffing a badminton racket into her hand.

"Liangliang, you see, you have to hold the racket like this. Ye Zhuoqun first demonstrated the posture of holding the racket to Huang Liangliang, and then picked up a shuttlecock and continued to demonstrate the method of serving, "There are two ways to serve badminton, forehand serve and high and long ball, and generally beginners use forehand serve. ”

Saying this, Ye Zhuoqun did both serve movements, she was tall and tall, and her posture was particularly good when she played badminton.

Huang Liangliang stood aside and watched carefully, it was indeed not so difficult as Ye Zhuoqun said, at least it was much easier than the polo she used to play.

"Wang Ping, come here, let's play a game first and let Liangliang take a look. Ye Zhuoqun taught Huang Liangliang to serve, and then greeted Wang Ping, who was bored on the side.

Wang Ping was a little reluctant, because she was not very good at playing badminton, but seeing that the other two were looking at her, she could only step forward slowly, take the badminton racket from Huang Liangliang's hand, and raised her chin at Ye Zhuoqun, indicating that she could start.

After the two played for five minutes, Huang Liangliang couldn't help laughing, because Wang Ping's skills were so bad, Ye Zhuoqun hit ten balls, and she could basically only receive one or two, Huang Liangliang felt that he would play better than Wang Ping.

"Don't fight! Don't fight! Ye Zhuoqun, you bully me!" After another five minutes, Wang Ping finally picked on, she threw the badminton racket to the ground, and shouted with a bitter face.

Ye Zhuoqun and Huang Liangliang glanced at each other, and both of them held back a smile.

Huang Liangliang walked over, picked up the racket that was thrown away by Wang Ping on the ground, patted her shoulder by the way, and comforted: "Okay, it's just a game, don't be so serious, if you play table tennis with Ye Zhuoqun in a while, you will also bully her." ”