An Ning was in the study, thinking about how to write the novice's words, a little upset, began to draw left and right on the paper, and felt that this was too fake, and threw the paper into the trash, just like that, one by one the bucket was almost full, only to learn to write a miserable novice hand, but not satisfied, this is too ugly, not at all in line with her name as a genius. In fact, An Ning is a very strange genius in the eyes of Deng Xiaoqing and Zhang Jing, because if they can be as powerful as An Ning, they will definitely show off their skills everywhere in a high-profile manner, and they will definitely not be as low-key as An Ning, except for the two of them, the classmates in the class don't know that An Ning knows a lot of things, except that An Ning studies well and plays the piano well, and they don't know anything about her.

Crunch, the study door was opened, and Grandma walked in, looking at An Ning's manic scribbles on the paper in various poses, and accidentally laughed. An Ning heard the voice, looked at her grandmother with an embarrassed face, her whole face was red, she seemed to be too embarrassed to look like this, her grandmother came over and touched An Ning's head, and said: "Don't worry about taking your time, the most important thing to avoid in calligraphy is to be buoyant." An Ning nodded to show that she understood, and her grandmother pointed out An Ning's posture of holding the pen, and then went back to the room to rummage through the cabinets. In fact, it is not surprising that grandma knows some calligraphy, because she saw it when she was in her hometown

Of course An Ning knows this, but she needs to improve, even if she doesn't know anything at first, it's good to learn to improve quickly, after all, no one can become a big fat person in one bite. She has read the rebirth text, there are too many loopholes, according to her understanding, the soul suddenly changed her personality in ancient times and did something unprecedented to do not be burned as a monster, when she first picked up Mei Xiang, because of her clothes, she thought she was a foreigner, and she was not surprised by a little special thought, because at that time, the Xia Dynasty still had a lot of contacts with many countries in the outside world, and it was not a forced closure of the country as recorded in the history of the Qing Dynasty in China, otherwise, with her thinking at that time, Mei Xiang would have been burned as a monster. Of course, this does not mean that the ancients were stupid, on the contrary, the ancients were very smart, the Xia Dynasty at that time, it can be said to be the center of the world, the same as the current China, brilliant, in the eyes of An Ning, foreign achievements, but standing on the shoulders of giants, and Huaxia is the giant, but later came to the Qing Dynasty, obviously the benefits of the policy of compulsory closure outweigh the disadvantages, cut off contact with the outside world, just the practice of self-destruction, An Ning feels that she thinks too far, after all, she is now just a small citizen, Wouldn't it be nice to live your life quietly?

After a while, grandma took a set of pen, ink and paper inkstone out, An Ning's eyes lit up, this is the Hui ink she wants, look at it without a trace, the paper is the rice paper she wants, the pen looks like a wolf pen, like a long time, An Ning feels very good, although the inkstone is not a good inkstone, but it is also a very good inkstone, with a long sense of age. Grandma said that her grandfather's previous things were her favorite thing, which was to sit on a chair, help her master with ink, and watch her grandfather write. An Ning looked at this set of stationery, grandpa's relics, and he had to cherish it himself.

Grandma put things on the desk, told her to practice calligraphy and delay her learning, and then helped teach An Ning to study ink, An Ning said that she learned, grandma turned around and went out of the study, by the way, the door was closed, let An Ning practice by herself, listen to An Ning talk about the calligraphy competition She also supported her to go, she didn't know much, but I heard that the school specially invited a teacher, she didn't bother so much leisure, after all, she went to teach that is not a mistaken child? If only the old man were here...

An Ning wrote another poem, nodded with satisfaction, a little shadow of his previous life, it was really a hand, and then he threw the paper into the trash can, cleaned the tools, and went to find Deng Xiaoqing.

Deng Xiaoqing was in her room, and she was also writing calligraphy curiously, not like An Ning scribbling casually, she could see what she was reading if she wrote well, An Ning chatted with Deng Xiaoqing for a while, and borrowed Deng Xiaoqing's novice words.

Deng Xiaoqing complained a little about Anning, because in the future, she would have to play for an hour after school every day than her classmates, and she would have to work overtime to practice on Sundays, and there would be no time to play. Thinking about her, she was a little uncomfortable, pouting and looking at An Ning, An Ning looked at Deng Xiaoqing's aggrieved appearance, shrugged her shoulders, and said to Deng Xiaoqing, "On the thief ship, do you still want to go down?" It doesn't hurt you anyway. “

Deng Xiaoqing said sadly, is it too harmful? I can't play happily anymore, but look at the peace, as if I won't be despised if I don't go.... Forget it, don't think about it, take one step at a time, this is also Deng Xiaoqing's characteristic, isn't it? After all, if only An Ning signed up by herself, wouldn't she have to go by herself after school? And Anning is not very relieved to go by herself, she thinks it is better to go together, it is estimated that she will wait for her to go together after school if she does not sign up, in the spirit of being a good friend, she will reluctantly accept this fateful arrangement.