Chapter Eighty-Three: Moshu's Calligraphy ♂
For Ye Haoxuan's full score, Ye Moshu was completely stunned!
"Didn't I write a single question? How do you get a perfect score? ”
Ye Moshu, who was full of black question marks, didn't know why, and was completely confused.
However, in fact, Mo Shu did get a perfect score.
The reason is that the sauce is purple.
Time goes back ten minutes before the headmaster is inside.
After Sun Haifeng praised Lu Wang, he was ready to take a look at Mo Shu's exam.
Then Sun Haifeng was stunned.
Didn't fill a single blank?
This is a blank slate!
Looking at the sky......
Little guy, if you fill in a few blanks casually, I'll let you go through the dark box operation, you don't do a single question, and you completely hand in the blank paper, which makes me very embarrassed!
Although he really wanted to let Ye Mo Shu pass, but at this moment, Sun Haifeng really didn't know how to let Ye Mo Shu pass.
"No, Chen Xiaoying said that as long as Ye Moshu goes to the foundation building class, he will donate 10,000 high-grade spirit stones to the school! 10,000 pieces! The spirit stones in hand must not fly! ”
Sun Haifeng, who was racking his brains to figure out how to make Ye Moshu take the copper hexagram exam, suddenly saw the name written by Ye Moshu on the test paper, and his eyes lit up!
"Ahh Teacher Lu, look, isn't this name very beautiful! ”
"The name is beautifully written?"
Lu Wang stretched out his head with some curiosity to take a look, and then ......
Damn, Headmaster, it's time for you to get glasses! No, glasses won't save you, just change your eyes!
With such a word, it is actually said that it is very well written? Blind!
That's right, Ye Moshu, as a three-good otaku in the 21st century, has not used a pen for a long time in addition to a mobile phone and a computer every day!
Even if you use a hard pen to write, it is like a dog planing, not to mention that he has never learned calligraphy with a brush, and the words written with a brush?
Looking at the crooked handwriting on the test paper, one stroke is thick and thin, and there are a few scars, Lu Wang is very suspicious, and now he asks Ye Moshu to take a look at his own handwriting, and it is estimated that he can't recognize what is written!
Such a spicy eye!
"Teacher Lu, come and see, how good this student's handwriting is! Non-grass and non-Kai, non-subordinate and non-line, eclectic, self-contained, quite a demeanor! ”
Sun Haifeng was MMP in his heart, his face was smiling, holding Ye Moshu's scroll, showing a very satisfied look, commenting, and faintly eager to make friends with people who wrote a few words.
Lu Wang: "......"
Headmaster, you're not blind anymore, you're already a waste! Even if you change your eyes, it won't save you, so let's just reincarnate!
Sun Haifeng didn't know what Lu Wang was thinking, and continued to talk there: "Teacher Lu, you don't know, I saw the little guy Ye Moshu three days ago, you can't imagine this ten-year-old girl at all, she was just a ten-year-old girl three days ago!" ”
Lu Wang: "......"
"Ahem, all in all, her calligraphy is so good anyway, I've never seen such good handwriting! Mr. Lu, do you say yes? ”
"Uh-huh, yes, I also think this little guy's handwriting is quite beautiful!"
Lu Wang, who can get mixed with the deputy director of the Academic Affairs Office, is naturally also a good person, and he immediately heard Sun Haifeng's extraneous meaning, so he also began to tout.
"Well, that's right, I decided, because Ye Moshu's calligraphy is very good, give her a hundred extra points, and she will get a full score in this exam!"
Lu Wang: "......"
Headmaster, what about the face?
(Thank you for the 1000 tip of the dream soul sad~~ Thank you for the 100 tip of Chilian~~)