An Ning came home from school, turned on the computer, and remembered that the lone traveler said that she was cooking, An Ning was a little unconvinced, An Ning knew that she didn't play well at the time, but it was also because she didn't play for a long time, okay? Moreover, no one dared to say that An Ning played games before, even if An Ning was really water, most people were letting her, such as the Imperial Garden and those concubines blindfolded and peek-a-boo, there were always some people who deliberately let her touch it, but on the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, they would not let it, because some concubines were favored because of a certain aspect of outstanding characteristics, such as being appreciated and favored by the emperor because of the good chess game, and being appreciated and favored by the emperor for doing good poetry...... They won't let An Ning in their particularly strong field in order to please themselves, not to mention that An Ning doesn't need them to let her, she was a famous talented woman back then, if she won in her hands, it would be a beautiful thing.

So our Miss An Ning finished her homework and began to practice playing games, and An Ning went back to the game called Running Kart, but the result was still the same as before, either crashing or hitting the wall, and finally controlled the direction, and was hit by someone else who had just run a lap and hit the rear of the car...... An Ning felt that he was about to be blown up, and then sighed again, this time is different from the past, and he finally saw what it means to be bullied by dogs in Pingyang......

An Ning's sense of direction is really bad, imagining that he should have crossed the track all the way unobstructed, and then stood on the podium of first place with the trophy in his hand, why is the reality that the countdown has already begun when the last lap is left......

I have to say that An Ning's ideal is very plump, but the reality is very skinny, the ideal self plays all kinds of abuse, always slapped in the face by reality and always abused, she leaned back on the chair when she put down the mouse, indicating that she had given up, after all, she is also a human being, it is impossible to be perfect in everything, isn't it, An Ning looked at the time, and the meal time was coming soon, An Ning turned off the computer screen and walked out......

After eating, I talked to my grandmother for a while, chatted about studying, and went back to the room to continue the game, and in the end, An Ning still didn't grow half a point, and angrily unloaded the game and went to bed, An Ning felt that she might not be suitable for playing this kind of game.

An Ning, who slept beautifully, got up, and was called up by the lazy girl Deng Xiaoqing. Not to mention anything else, although Deng Xiaoqing is usually lazy and always lies in bed, she has never been sloppy when she goes to school, she gets up earlier than the chickens, An Ning has never set the alarm clock, it all depends on Deng Xiaoqing, although An Ning occasionally lies in bed, but she will not be like Deng Xiaoqing, no one can find her in bed all day.

When I walked to the school and passed by the propaganda board, I suddenly saw a newly posted poster, a calligraphy competition, or a calligraphy competition, An Ning couldn't help but look at it twice, and was pulled by Deng Xiaoqing to run to the classroom.

Sitting in the classroom listening to the class, the mind has already run to the calligraphy competition, she is outside the classroom, she didn't hear the bell after class, looked down at the textbook, in fact, the eyes were blank.

Brush, for her, this is a kind of writing instrument far away, think at the beginning, her ink treasure, are the court's dignitaries and nobles scramble, although can not escape the suspicion of flattery, but An Ning did write a good hand plum blossom Xiaokai. An Ning has also seen the ink treasure of the grandfather hanging in the house in his hometown, which is the kind of book that flows smoothly, and I heard my grandmother tell the story of my grandfather, and I think that the old man was also a literati like a word during his lifetime. Although I only saw it when I was a child, I still admired it in my heart, how long it has been a long time, I can't remember clearly, think about it, I haven't been back to my hometown for many years.

The sound of two slaps on the table, let An Ning come back to his senses, it turned out that it had been replaced by the head teacher's math class, the teacher first announced the children's calligraphy competition, let the interested students go to the class leader where to sign up, the school invited the teacher to guide the students' calligraphy, the calligraphy competition is held in the city, the first place has a reward of 20,000 yuan, 20,000 yuan, An Ning is very tempted, this can buy a lot of things, isn't it? An Ning smiled and poked Deng Xiaoqing's arm, indicating that she wanted to sign up.

Deng Xiaoqing looked at An Ning suspiciously, and asked, "Do you know how to write calligraphy, I haven't seen you come into contact with it, although you are the best handwriting in the class, the calligraphy is not necessarily." ”

An Ning pouted and said, "What do you know, the emphasis is on participation, do you understand, besides, didn't the teacher say it, I invited a special teacher to teach, I see that you also signed up, cultivate your sentiments, okay?"

Deng Xiaoqing snorted, and continued: "I won't go, I can't write well with a bad ballpoint pen, and if I return the brush, maybe I will be eliminated as soon as I go, and it will be a shame." “

"The emphasis is on participation, the emphasis is on participation, you see that I don't know anything, I still have to sign up, you will go from the palace." An Ning thought that he would also take Deng Xiaoqing with him, cultivating sentiment is one thing, the important thing is to be able to practice Deng Xiaoqing's words, it is really miserable. People who write well with a brush, it is also true that any pen can write a good hand, such as her current words, or a little shadow of the plum blossom in the past, often praised by the teacher, An Ning from the beginning can not see people's words have been written very well, but she still misses the brush, the brush seems to have a kind of magic that makes people sink their hearts. In her previous life, when she was sometimes irritable and crazy, she could calm herself down by lifting the pen, and when she played the piano, there was a sense of mania in the sound of the piano.

"Okay, then I'll accompany you~" Deng Xiaoqing thought about it too, and reluctantly agreed.

"Good, this palace won't harm you." An Ning said with a smile, hearing this, Deng Xiaoqing glanced at An Ning, and complained in her heart that An Ning is always from this palace, are you a princess or a queen or a concubine?

After class, there are not many students who come to sign up for the competition, probably because one doesn't understand, the other is not interested, and the most important thing is that there is not enough time to play, so why find guilt for yourself? But Li Menglin came to sign up, usually a quiet nerd who doesn't talk much in the class, is actually interested in calligraphy, Deng Xiaoqing thinks it's really funny, she seems to have declared war with An Ning, but she is still the second in the class, because An Ning is too smart, she also understands a lot of junior high school knowledge points with light, Li Menglin can surpass it, I don't know how she will perform in the calligraphy competition? Deng Xiaoqing was a little curious, but An Ning didn't care, anyway, she couldn't run away from the first place~