Chapter 112: One Word (Asking for Recommendation Votes)

"Hehe, I just lead the children to read every day, and Teacher Meng and Teacher Shen are really hard!"

Li Changqing rarely instructed the children in specific courses, and recommended Meng Yuncheng and Shen Ruolin to Gu Cunming and Wu Fuhai with a smile.

"Teacher Meng and Teacher Shen have made contributions to the education of Guyang County, and the Education Bureau of X County has decided to award the title of 'Excellent Teacher' to the two of them!"

Wu Fuhai had already prepared, took out the red 'excellent teacher' honorary certificate and cash reward and handed them to Meng Yuncheng and Shen Ruolin, and said suddenly.

"Thank you President Li, County Magistrate Gu, and Director Wu!"

Shen Ruolin felt that her efforts were recognized and said excitedly.

Meng Yuncheng looked relatively bland, bowing slightly to Gu Cunming and Wu Fuhai.

"Master Li, you lead everyone to read in Lijiaao Primary School every day, spread the truth of the sages, and play a very big role in the cultural and educational work of the entire Guyang County, and you can no longer use excellent teachers to measure your achievements, and you were disdainful of the Hua Luogeng Mathematics Award at the beginning, and our county is even less qualified to give you the award, and we can only express our heartfelt thanks to you on behalf of the county party committee and county government!"

Gu Cunming bowed ninety degrees to Li Changqing and said sincerely.

"It doesn't have to be like this!", Li Changqing said with both hands holding Gu Cunming.

"Master Li is a blessing to the people of Guyang County, as it should be!", Gu Cunming insisted.

Li Changqing had no choice but to stand up straight and accept Gu Cunming's salute.

Gu Cunming and Wu Fuhai had a lot of affairs, and after a short stay, they left Lijiaao.

"Teacher Li, after the final exams, the children are also on vacation, I plan to go home!"

Shen Ruolin has been staying in Lijiaao except for the thesis defense in the middle of the school, and she is a little homesick and said to Li Changqing.

"Very good, say hello to my uncle and aunt on my behalf!", Li Changqing said happily.

"Mmmm, I will definitely come back when school starts!", Shen Ruolin looked at Li Changqing and nodded vigorously.

"I'm going to go back!", Meng Yuncheng said at the lower level.

"Anyway, there's nothing going on in school during the summer vacation, let's go home and have a look!", Li Changqing said.

"Uh...... , I finally went home, can you give me a few pairs of words to take home as a gift for my elders?"

Meng Yuncheng's expression was twisted, and he said with some embarrassment.

"Haha, no problem!"

Li Changqing knew that Meng Yuncheng was arrogant, and he would naturally not refuse if he rarely spoke.

"Hehe, Mr. Li, give me two paintings by the way!", Shen Ruolin also came over and said.

"Yes!", Li Changqing agreed.

"I'm going to get pen, ink and paper!", Shen Ruolin said excitedly.

Li Changqing spread three pieces of white rice paper on the desk, and lifted the pen and ink like flowing water in one go!

"Those who govern well win the wealth of the people, and those who teach well win the hearts of the people. ”

"The gentleman is not compared, and the villain is not compared. ”

"See its etiquette and know its politics, hear its pleasure and know its virtue. ”

The words on each piece of paper are from the four books, the pen is vigorous and the dragon and phoenix are dancing, the ink penetrates the paper and leaves shallow traces on the table, and the arc of the lines is round and chic.

"Mr. Li, your calligraphy is self-contained!"

Meng Yuncheng took the three characters to his table to dry as if he had obtained a treasure, and praised.

"Your handwriting is not bad!", Li Changqing has seen Meng Yuncheng's handwriting, and he is quite skilled.

"Teacher Li, it's done!", Shen Ruolin re-laid two new pieces of paper.

Generally speaking, Chinese painting has to be well drafted in mind before painting, so that it can be confident.

Li Changqing is holding a brush and drawing, rubbing, dotting, dyeing and interoperating, mixing dry, wet, thick, light and reasonable, a high mountain towering into the clouds jumps on the paper, there is a boulder at the top of the mountain, there are six students who are sketching on it, the clouds and mist in the painting seem to be really surging, and the expressions of the characters are extremely detailed, making people feel immersive.

"The seventh peak on Zhongnan Mountain!", Shen Ruolin saw her figure in the painting, recalling the scene when Li Changqing took them to the mountains to sketch, and the joyful laughter, delicious barbecue, and dangerous footprints have become the best memories.

After Li Changqing finished painting one painting, he continued to paint the second one.

At the foot of the mountain, there is a small wooden house surrounded by trees, and next to the wooden house is a green bamboo forest, which is covered with orchids and tea is planted on the hillside. In the bamboo forest, there is a young man dressed in white who sits and plays the piano outside, the white clouds in the sky stretch, and there are glimpses of several birds below, which is the scene of Li Changqing playing the piano in the bamboo forest outside the cabin.

The two paintings not only have a far-reaching artistic conception, but Shen Ruolin is also very satisfied with the picture in it, her face flushed and said with a little excitement: "Teacher Li, thank you so much!"

"You're welcome, when are you leaving?"

Li Changqing wrote three calligraphy and two paintings in a row, and he was still in good spirits.

"Tomorrow!", Meng Yuncheng said.

"Me too!", Shen Ruolin said.

"Well, go to my house for dinner in the evening, and I'll send you tomorrow!"

After Li Changqing finished speaking, he returned to the mountain and returned home with the lone wolf that he had placed outside the woods and the vegetables he had grown.

"Qingwa, have dinner at home today?", Liu Cui'e asked.

"Teacher Meng, Teacher Shen, go home tomorrow and come over for dinner in the evening!", Li Changqing said.

"Okay, leave it to me!", Liu Cui'e said.

In the evening, at the dining table.

"Auntie, your craftsmanship is so good, every time you eat it, it's as delicious as the first time!", Shen Ruolin praised sweetly.

"The vegetables grown by Qingwa are good, and I will come often in the future!"

Liu Cui'e doesn't urge Li Changqing now, she still likes the well-behaved Shen Ruolin.

The next day, early in the morning.

Li Changqing drove Cayenne to Lijiaao Primary School and sent Meng Yuncheng and Shen Ruolin to the county long-distance station.

After returning to Zhong Nanshan, Li Changqing read a book on the mountain.

The selection of the city's primary and secondary school students' calligraphy competition organized by Wen'an City has just begun, and ten teachers from the Municipal Calligraphy Association serve as judges.

There are tens of thousands of works in the city's primary and secondary school calligraphy competition, each judge teacher has to review more than 1,000 copies on average, the workload is very large, and the time for primary and secondary schools to practice calligraphy is limited, the level is generally very low, and the selection work is to pull the general in the dwarf group, almost need to scan it.

"Hey, the quality is not as good as one session!"

Zhao Guizhong, vice chairman of the Municipal Calligraphy Association, was full of white hair and was the main person in charge of the review work, and sighed.

"Now it's all hard pens, basically don't touch the pen after reading, they all rely on typing, calligraphy is not taken seriously, and there are many fewer people who send children to learn calligraphy than before!"

In the year of Zhang Chun's destiny, he joined the Wen'an Calligraphy Association for decades and witnessed the decline of calligraphy.

"yes, not even a decent one!"

Yang Yongjian, who is about forty years old and is considered a young Zhuang in the calligraphy industry in Wen'an City, shook his head and threw away an entry.

In the air, Yang Yongjian saw a sentence, 'At the beginning of man, nature is good'.

There is a word in it, as if it has magic power, which deeply attracts Yang Yongjian!