Seeing that the parties were leaving, and the onlookers also left one by one, the originally huge gossip circle instantly narrowed the scope, and Yu Banlan, who was still unsatisfied, said to Liu Mengqing, who was also reluctant to give up:

"Yo, look at the way people walk, that charming, if Uncle Ben is young, he will definitely spurt blood, such a figure, how many peach blossoms do you have to attract, I can't learn it in eight lifetimes." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Yes, yes, I can't learn either, if I walk like this, let alone my family, even those female men in the dormitory can kill me, and they will definitely practice me three meals a day, the mouth of the little padded jacket, Jing Yunzhen's legs, Wen Miaohua's eyes, you have seen their fierce side, I don't have the courage to challenge."

The handle also touched his chest exaggeratedly, looking scared, Lei Chengxuan laughed again, and the two turned around and found that everyone was scattered, only three of them were still standing there, and said politely to Lei Chengxuan:

"Senior, goodbye."

Leaving together, on the way to discuss Professor Wen, Liu Yiyi's follow-up, I don't know if the professor is at home or not, even more pitiful whether the professor's wife can bear it, she has been sick for many years, alas! Marrying the wrong man is a bitter life.

Qu Mingmei looked at Yu Banlan regretfully, the two elm pimples, when they encountered such a good hookup opportunity, why didn't there be any ripples? Or isn't it a young and beautiful girl, your love is just beginning? What about your love? Where are they gone?

"You guys are really, why don't you ask the handsome guy for a phone call, what a waste of such a good opportunity!"

Liu Mengqing stepped forward and knocked on her head, girl, haven't you suffered enough from being rich and handsome? It's only been a few days, and it's good to forget the pain of the scar, and it's a foodie who doesn't have a long memory.

"What, can a handsome guy hook up casually? What if there is any fiancée looking for trouble? Our room 307 is unlucky enough, can't we live a peaceful life! ”

Qu Mingmei covered her head, shouted to save her life, hid behind Jing Yunzhen, stretched out her head and mouthed, and didn't feel that she was wrong at all:

"Just look, isn't it for all of us to look so handsome? He has a lot of meat, and we don't have to pay, so how can it be as troublesome as you say. ”

Seeing this, Jing Yunzhen spared no effort to brainwash the little padded jacket and said calmly:

"Beautiful mushrooms are poisonous, and in the same way, handsome guys and beauties are also poisonous, stay away from poisons and cherish life!"

Yu Banlan laughed, these four people are all wonderful people, they should move around more in the future, it is best to mix here during the day, and then go back to their dormitory when the lights go out, the atmosphere is really attractive, like smoking marijuana, addictive, can't quit!

"Your room 307 is so interesting, I really want to move in!"

Liu Mengqing looked disgusted, and hit her in her mouth:

"You don't have a good face, your figure is not standard, and you're so gossipy, we refuse to accept it, we can't let you pollute our pure little hearts."

Yu Banlan looked disdainful, are you embarrassed to talk about me with half a catty or a tael? Who watched it so fondly just now, and didn't blink much in the eyes, didn't admit it for a while? Still blushing and heartbeat, looking at her with the most innocent eyes, Yu Banlan dropped a sentence, demonic, and quickly opened the door and left.

At noon the next day, Duan Meiqing from the classical dance club came to room 307, Wen Miaohua poured a cup and handed it to her, took a sip and said:

"Recently, the club took on a performance, which is to perform a dance for a costume TV series, how about it, are you interested, but the clothes crew does not provide it, it is a Qing Dynasty time travel drama, do you three participate?"

Liu Mengqing hurriedly agreed, she liked this first experience very much, she didn't think about it, she opened her mouth to come, took Duan Meiqing's hand and said:

"Okay, let's go to the rehearsal, we have the clothes."

"That's good, we're going to rehearse in the club after class in the next few days, you have to come on time!"

After speaking, she left without delay, she still had a lot of things to prepare, and she couldn't afford to delay time, Qu Mingmei chattered happily:

"Ouch, it just so happens that my flag outfit can be taken out to show off, so that those people can see what it means to be a flag outfit beauty, hum, absolutely glamorous, haha, I smiled proudly, the six palaces are not as noble as me......"

Liu Mengqing ignored this madman, looked at Wen Miaohua, as if she knew what the boss meant, Jing Yunzhen said disapprerovingly:

"What are you worried about, when I first made it, each person had a set of flag costumes, a set of Hanfu, and the rest originally wanted to wait for your birthday to make gifts, since I can use it, I'll just go back and get it."

The three of them stepped forward in surprise and offered their own fragrant kisses, the afternoon class was completed early, and the four of them went to the classical dance club, which was a yellow building, and the classical dance club was on the top floor, with modern dance, international dance, etc., the head of the club sister was the drama manager, otherwise how would it be their turn to be amateurs.

It's just a banquet, just a few dancers' shots, there are a lot of low-paid majors, the club doesn't care about money, they are all a group of students who love classical dance, they haven't experienced the rendering of society, they are not so philistine, and people who lack money will not participate in classical dance clubs, and the props are all burdens.

Watching the three of them practice in full swing, Jing Yunzhen walked around boringly, and unconsciously came to the next floor, and saw a calligraphy club, chess club, Chinese painting club, oil painting club, color painting club and so on.

She pushed open the door of the calligraphy club, there were two or three students painting red, the familiar smell of ink came to the nose, using ink, not ink strips, although the taste was not as fragrant as her own study, but did not stop, after entering the door, she found that there was a big desk behind the door, and a piece of rice paper on the table was pressed by the paperweights on both sides.

A young boy is splashing ink, seems to be very devoted, looking at his handwriting, wild grass, it is estimated that he has been practicing hard for many years, and he has begun to take shape, but some of them are conformist, but they have discarded the charm, if they abandon the rules and regulations of copying, the handwriting will have their own style.

Seeing someone come in, the young boy who was immersed in calligraphy raised his head and saw a beautiful little woman, looking at his words, revealing a trace of regret, he unconsciously spoke:

"Do you understand?"

Jing Yunzhen smiled faintly, did not speak, but walked to the desk, saw that there was still half of the rice paper left, took his brush, and continued to write like a cloud.

"Although your font has a bit of style, but the ingenuity is stronger, don't always think about who you are, to be self-contained is the true meaning of calligraphy, copying is just a beginner, everyone has their own style."

The boy couldn't help but nodded, not feeling that there was anything unacceptable to let a little girl be old-fashioned and teachable, and he still looked like he was being taught, and he was seriously pondering her words in his heart.

"Can you write a complete picture? I like the wild grass very much, I have practiced for many years, I always feel that it is not smooth, listen to your words, the mouth is suddenly opened, thank you! ”

As he spoke, he removed the used rice paper on the table, and quickly put on another one, and when he was ready, he got out of the way, and saw that he had a very gentle attitude, and he was a person who really liked calligraphy, and he was not hypocritical, and walked past the table, standing and calming down.

Jing Yunzhen calmly took the brush, a poem of Li Bai's early hair White Emperor City jumped in his eyes, and the year, month and day were written in the line at the end of the book, and the pen was collected cleanly, there was no seal today, there was a trace of defects, but the boy looked at her words happily.

"Hello, get to know me, my name is Jiang Chengyun, the head of the calligraphy club, are you interested in participating? I can relinquish the position of president. ”

Jing Yunzhen waved his hand, his personality is very suitable for development in the calligraphy world, the gentleman is gentle as jade, and the font written is also the most comfortable, embarrassed to say to him:

"Senior, I don't participate, calligraphy is just an interest, the main responsibility is to study the major, I am Jing Yunzhen from the German class of the Department of Foreign Languages, I am practicing classical dance with my roommates today, I have no intention of coming here, I am disturbed, please forgive me!"

Jiang Chengyun scratched his head embarrassedly, perhaps feeling that he was a little abrupt, and there was no trace of embarrassment in the face of the little girl's refusal, and said in a very gentle tone:

"It turned out to be a school girl.,It's a little abrupt.,Don't be surprised.,I like the calligraphy you write very much.,Have you also practiced since childhood? It's that font that you usually practice the most, and if you get stuck, can I go to you? ”

Jing Yunzhen rarely sees such a person who loves calligraphy, most of the people now are electronically entered, the older the pen, the less, let alone the brush, it is even rarer, she is also willing to point, she doesn't like to be discarded for many years, and said happily:

"I usually like Lishu, regular script, cursive, three years old began to practice, if you are interested you can find me, I also have a set of four treasures of the study, tomorrow to bring to you, rare to meet such a person who likes calligraphy, modern people can write a hand brush words are very few, you can insist on it is very good, do not give up, senior, your style is just beginning, the foundation is very good, there will be greater progress in the future."

It is rare for someone to praise him so much, Jiang Chengyun is full of confidence, seeing that the time is about the same, she said goodbye and left, came to the classical dance club, and happened to see the three people sweating profusely wiping their sweat, sitting there to rest, and told the three of them to prepare to go back to Mingdu Garden, and when they met the tutor to check the dormitory, cover up.

Liu Mengqing waved her hand like a fly, Jing Yunzhen left with a smile, ready to go back to Mingdu Garden, promised their clothes, and the four treasures of the senior brother's study room all needed to be taken out of Mingdu Garden, and it was inevitable to take a trip.

In the calligraphy club, the people of the student union happened to come to Jiang Chengyun, and when they saw him admiring the words on the table, they walked up to him quietly, and found that the words were free and easy, and the pen was like a swimming dragon, not ordinary, so he couldn't help asking:

"President Jiang, is this what you wrote? Okay, boy, I just happened to look for you to have something, the summer vacation is going to hold a national college student calligraphy competition, just take this work to the exhibition, I see who is competing with ah, this time the champion is none other than us. (To be continued.) )