After preparing the pen and ink, Gu Zhao brought the person to the study.

Since it is said that it is necessary to practice calligraphy...... That...... Let's start with simple exercises.

After thinking for a while, Gu Zhao picked up the pen and wrote two words on the paper.

"Su, Mian...... Huh? My name? Seeing that Gu Zhao wrote his own name, Su Mian's expression was a little surprised.

Gu Zhao nodded, and then spoke: "Let's start with your name first, if you can't even write your own name well, it will inevitably be a little embarrassing to say it." ”

Su Mian nodded suddenly in realization, feeling that what Gu Zhao said made some sense.

"And then? Just those two words? Seeing that he didn't mean to continue writing, Su Mian asked casually.

Gu Zhao glanced at her lightly, then put down the brush in his hand and said, "Go back and practice according to the two words I wrote, when you are almost done, and then practice something else." ”

"Just keep practicing? Are there no methods and tricks? Su Mian was slightly stunned.

"Still trying to cut corners?" Gu Zhao looked at her with a look of disdain: "Practicing calligraphy is naturally achieved through hard work, and the rest of those pen holding postures and pen strength and the like, go back and let Uncle Huang teach you." ”

"Okay......" Su Mian's favorite thing when she used to go to school was the "calligraphy" class, but now in order to quickly have a good relationship with Gu Zhao, she had to nod and agree.

Seeing that she didn't want to write, a dark light slipped under Gu Zhao's eyes, and he paused slightly before speaking: "Since you took the initiative to learn, then be more serious, practice at least ten pieces of paper every day, and every word must be about the same size as what I wrote." ”

"Do you want to do your homework?" Su Mian looked at him with wide eyes.

She looked deflated, which instantly made Gu Zhao feel in a good mood, nodded, and he spoke without hesitation: "Naturally, I have memorized all the things you talked about before, haven't I?" Of course

If you don't want to practice, you don't have to force yourself......"

"Not reluctantly, not reluctantly, I'll just practice......" Su Mian quickly agreed, and suddenly had a feeling of lifting a stone and hitting his own feet.

Looking at her expression of remorse, Gu Zhao turned his back and gently hooked the corners of his lips.

The "mini vegetable field" had to be carefully observed for a few days to see the results, and after explaining how often to add the nutrient solution, knowing that Gu Zhao was very smart and would definitely be able to remember what he said, Su Mian left with the piece of paper with his name written on it like a baby.

Then as soon as he went out, he saw Gu Zhixing who was routinely waiting at the door.

"Done with today's lesson? I heard you teach Gu Zhao to grow vegetables? Gu Zhixing asked casually.

Su Mian shook his head mysteriously, and explained: "It's the seedling, I taught him, let alone growing vegetables, from now on, Xisheng's crop yield will more than double." ”

Knowing that she had actually applied modern chemical technology here, Gu Zhixing was not worried, nodded, and saw a neatly folded piece of paper in her hand, and couldn't help but ask with some curiosity: "What is Ah Mian holding in his hand?" ”

"You say this?" Su Mian shook the paper in his hand at him, and then explained: "This is the task that Teacher Gu assigned to me!" ”

"Teacher Gu?" Gu Zhixing's eyes flickered for a moment, and then he tentatively asked, "Gu Zhao?" ”

"Yes!" Su Mian nodded proudly: "I thought about it carefully, if I was asked to be Gu Zhao's teacher, he might not be convinced, but if he was asked to be my teacher, he might not resist me as before, this is called tactics, do you understand?" ”

"I understand, I naturally understand, only my Ah Mian can think of such a powerful method." Gu Zhixing didn't think about it, so he began to "commercialize." ”

Choked by his compliments, Su Mian immediately glared at him angrily, and said a little arrogantly: "Who is yours?" I'm serious about sharing teaching methods with you, can you be serious! ”

"Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing, Ah Mian is the best." Gu Zhixing was so spoiled by her, he nodded again and again and continued to praise her, and then asked, "I wonder what Ah Mian plans to let Gu Zhao teach you?" ”

"Well, that's it." Hearing this, Su Mian casually opened the folded paper in his hand and glanced at Gu Zhixing: "Let him teach me to practice calligraphy, it seems that more than one person has said that my handwriting is ugly, since this is the case, let's practice it well." ”

Her tone was a little helpless, and as she spoke, she remembered her "dog/crawling font," and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Gu Zhixing had already discovered that Su Mian must not have practiced calligraphy in his previous life, but he felt that it was understandable.

But here, the ugly handwriting written by the princess who grew up in the palace is indeed a little unreasonable.

"Ah Mian plans to start with his own name first?" Looking at the two words that Gu Zhao wrote on the paper, Gu Zhixing frowned shallowly: "Gu Zhao's pen is powerful, it was practiced since childhood, I'm afraid it is...... I can't practice like this. Afraid of hitting Su Mian's self-confidence, Gu Zhixing considered the words for a while, and then opened his mouth.

Su Mian was naturally self-aware, and when she heard this, she showed a slightly surprised look: "How can I practice the same as him?" As long as you practice to the point where you don't say my handwriting is ugly! ”

Thinking that Gu Zhao had just said that he could let Gu Zhixing teach him the strength of his writing and how to write, Su Mian's eyes lit up suddenly, and he opened his mouth to propose, "Can you teach me?" I think...... I've always written ugly, probably because I have problems with the way I hold the pen and how hard I hold it. ”

She was willing to ask for advice, and Gu Zhixing was naturally willing to teach, so when she heard this, she immediately nodded without hesitation and agreed: "Okay, since Ah Mian has spoken, it is naturally no problem." ”

Thinking of the scene that might happen when practicing calligraphy, a dark light crossed Gu Zhixing's eyes.

Teach Ah Mian to practice calligraphy...... It must be a lot of fun......

It was still early, and almost as soon as he returned to the dormitory, Su Mian was about to start practicing calligraphy.

Gu Zhixing was already very proficient in this hobby in his previous life, first asked people to prepare soft rice paper for him, and then found a brush suitable for beginners, and then planned to start teaching.

"Let's get started!" Su Mian waved his hand, sat behind the table, grabbed the pen and was about to write.

"Wait a minute." Gu Zhixing's expression was a little helpless: "The posture of coming up to take the pen is wrong, how can it be written beautifully?" ”

His expression was a little helpless, and as he spoke, he reached out and grabbed Su Mian's hand, wrapping her hand in his palm.

Su Mian paused slightly, his eyes flickered for a moment, but he thought that this was for practicing calligraphy, so he obediently did not move.

Similar to what he thought in his heart, a smile crossed Gu Zhixing's eyes, grabbed Su Mian's hand and broke her fingers one by one, adjusted the posture of grabbing the pen for her, and then let go of his hand.

Su Mian coughed lightly, deliberately ignoring some strange feelings in her heart, pretending to be calm and writing her name on the paper, and keeping Gu Zhao's words in mind, she wrote the words smaller.

And then...... It was huddled together, and it looked even more ugly.

An embarrassed look slipped across his face, and Su Mian looked back at Gu Zhixing who was standing beside him with a bitter face.

"I think...... I don't seem to have much talent for writing calligraphy......" After only two words, Su Mian felt a little discouraged.

Gu Zhixing smiled slightly, and grabbed her hand again with some amusement.

"When you put down the pen, you should be neat and tidy, and the words you write will not be a mess." As he spoke, he took Su Mian with his strength and wrote on the paper.

After writing these two words, it was really much better than just now.

"I remember how you felt when you wrote just now, so that it will be much better when you write again." Gu Zhixing said with a smile.

Su Mian nodded thoughtfully, and carefully pondered for a while how Gu Zhixing felt when he wrote with him just now, and then started the pen again.

"Yes, it's much better this time." Although it was still not well written, Gu Zhixing still praised it without hesitation.

Su Mian glanced at him speechlessly, knowing that he was still far away, so he practiced again without saying a word.

A slight smile appeared on Gu Zhixing's face, and he stood quietly to the side, watching Su Mian concentrate on practicing calligraphy.

Seeing Su Mian quickly finish writing one and start the next one, Gu Zhixing's expression couldn't help but be a little surprised.

Ah Mian, this is too serious?

"You can practice less every day, but after all, practicing calligraphy is not something that can be successful in a day." Worried that she would feel uncomfortable in her wrist if she had been writing here for too long, Gu Zhixing reminded with some anxiety.

didn't think that Su Mian not only didn't stop, but there was a tendency to write faster and faster, and while writing, he said extremely seriously: "That's not good, I agreed with Gu Zhao, I have to practice ten sheets every day, and I will bring them over to show him tomorrow." ”

"Ten?" Gu Zhixing's expression was a little surprised.

Although it was said that in the past, it was a trivial matter for Gu Zhao to write ten words a day, but if Su Mian also practiced like this every day, Gu Zhixing would naturally be reluctant.

His expression darkened, and Gu Zhixing subconsciously wanted to go to Gu Zhao.

Then I heard Su Mian say leisurely: "This is a matter between me and Gu Zhao, the two of us have agreed, you must not interfere." ”

didn't expect that the thoughts in his heart had already been guessed by the little girl in front of him, Gu Zhixing was stunned for a moment, and then looked a little helpless.

There was no way, he was silent for a long time, and he had to nod and agree.

But it didn't take long to write three of them, and Su Mian really felt that her wrist was a little sore.

That piece of paper is really not small, if it is according to the font size required by Gu Zhao, Su Mian's name can be written almost seventy times on a piece of paper.

Three is more than 200 times.

Looking at his name densely packed on the paper, Su Mian only felt that he almost didn't recognize the word "Su Mian".

What to do?

I knew that writing ten sheets of paper was such an impossible task, so I didn't agree to it so happily!