There are thousands of knots in the heart, and thousands of thoughts are worth thousands. I was unwilling in my heart, so I couldn't sleep and eat. —Chapter Inscription

Time flies, and these days, Tong Ziru has not only made breakthroughs in his studies, won the first semester of scholarships and grants, but also gained friendships in life. She is also well-known in the Academy of Calligraphy and Painting and has welcomed many admirers.

Seeing that she was so popular, especially in the school forum, everyone chose her as the flower of the department, Tian Tian was almost angry. If this child's character has a smooth journey, she will treat her.

So, Tian Tian had an evil idea, and she learned that a calligraphy and painting competition would be held this month, and the author was a senior in the master's class. She first went to buy off the questioner, and then teamed up with her classmates in the same competition to make a move on her seat in the exam room in advance, installed a pinhole camera, and stuffed a small note in her desk. On the day of the race, the inspector found these things when he checked the seats.

"Tong Ziru! I didn't expect you to do such a thing! The evidence is conclusive, what else do you have to say!"

The teacher's tone was full of anger, because she was the teacher's protégé, and the teacher had always felt that a child with excellent character and learning like her would not do such a thing.

"It's not me, I never do anything degrading to my character. She replied with an unchanged face.

The teacher didn't want to talk nonsense with her, so he took her to the dean's office in a fit of anger and asked the dean to punish her. The dean was also really annoyed when he heard the news, "You said that you came to Linxi to study hard, and you don't study hard to do this kind of thing!"

Tong Ziru responded calmly, she first bowed, and then said, "Sorry for the trouble." I said that I didn't do it, if you don't believe in my strength, you can do it on the spot. ”

The dean was a little unconvinced, so he first asked her about her theoretical knowledge of calligraphy.

"I ask you three questions, first, what is the form that broke the independent form of the chapter grass in the quick writing of the chapter grass. Second, let's introduce Chuantuo. Thirdly, what is the eight-point book and what are its characteristics. ”

The children's word is like a fluent answer, "The first one is Imakusa." The second question is to cover the words and pictures of gold and stone artifacts with paper, and then print them with ink, such as rubbing inscriptions, epitaphs, and oracle bone characters, also known as gold and stone transmission techniques. Rubbing can also be divided into two types, one is dry and the other is wet. I think I'm pretty much done with this, so I won't go into details. The third question, the eight-point book is a kind of official book, and the official book with the characteristics of the wave is this. It was created by Wang Cizhong, a famous calligrapher of the Qin Dynasty. ”

"Got it, you don't have to say it anymore. The dean probably knew this, and he asked her to go to the table next to his desk and use his pen and ink to write a calligraphy creation of the poem "Momei" on the spot with his pen and ink in Wang Ti, Yan Ti, and Su Ti.

I saw that she was still in danger, and walked to the desk very calmly, there were only a few little wolf brushes on the dean's desk, which were only suitable for writing small letters.

But this did not affect her performance in the slightest, and she took the brush and leaned down to write the poem, which she intended to write three types of pen on a piece of paper.

In the first sentence, I wash the inkstone pond tree, and you can see the obvious style characteristics in the handwriting, sometimes chic and elegant, the gesture is euphemistic and subtle, and it is as smooth as flowing water. Sometimes vigorous and outward, frustrated and excited. Sometimes plump and complete, there is a kind of ring fat swallow thin meaning.

"Cheng, you don't have to write any further. I have to say, you are really great, you can also master the characteristics of these three people, and few people can write the words of these three people at the same time. I give you a thumbs up!" said the dean, giving him a thumbs up.

"Don't dare to be! I'm a class with an axe. Tong Ziru lowered his head and bowed repeatedly, and then prepared to clean up the table.

The dean motioned for her to put it down, "You don't have to worry about it, Tong Ziru classmate, I suddenly had an idea, I won't give you punishment this time, I want you to participate in the National Lanyu Calligraphy Competition at the end of the year." Do you think so?"

She couldn't believe her ears, and looked at the principal with wide eyes, after all, this kind of competition can't be casually attended, and no one in the entire school participates, such a major competition, the dean is really here?

"Are you sure?" she asked cautiously. ”

"Sure, I've looked at the handwriting of students in all grades, and of course there are people like you, I just want to give this opportunity to you, a freshman, to try it, and I'm sure you won't let me down!" the dean smiled a little frightened, although the dean's face was quite approachable, he pushed his gold-rimmed glasses, and took a sip of water by the way.

Respect is better than obedience, how could she be knocked down by something that didn't happen, she has always been the confident child.

"Okay, I won't disappoint what you expect from me. She gladly accepted the invitation.

"Okay, then I'll ask them to report you to the competition today, you have nothing to do, and let them inform you when the time comes." You can go back now. ”

Is this a blessing in disguise, Tong Ziru was overjoyed, a small pear vortex bloomed on her face, and then walked out of the dean's office.

Tong Ziru was in a particularly comfortable mood that day, and she was full of expectations for her future. It seems that after such a fuss on this day, many people in the school know about her, but there are mixed reviews. But that didn't affect her mood in the slightest.

As she walked around the campus, she passed the bulletin board of the Ethics Lecture Hall and saw many people gathered there to listen to the lecture.

Presumably there are some famous experts to speak, and it is a good thing to study more, so just listen to it.

She walked in with the others.

As soon as I walked in, I saw the figure not far away, which looked familiar.

When she walked in again, she saw that the man in the blue shirt on the podium was also looking at her from the stage. The wheat-colored skin darkened in the light, but it perfectly outlined his outline.

This...... Is it really him? Is it that Paul?