Mi Feng said angrily: "Beauty? You don't know that people with strong souls are not soul matches, they don't like you at all, no matter how good-looking you look! ”

Zhang Hao smiled bitterly, he really didn't know, but from his own experience, it seems that there is no problem with this, and he doesn't look at his appearance now.

……

Qianji's heart has been uneasy these days, and she doesn't know what to be worried about, she is a little princess in the class, and she is a famous school flower at school, but she is cold, likes to live alone, and is only willing to immerse herself in Chinese painting landscapes, which is her favorite thing.

Chijicomet does not live in school, and there is a car to pick up and drop off every day.

In the morning professional class, Chiyoshi entered the classroom, and the Chinese painting class was a small class, and there were only ten students in one class, which was the result of the expansion of enrollment. It is said that in the past, there were five people in the landscape painting class, five people in the figure painting class, and five people in the flowers, birds, fish and insects class, but now the enrollment has been expanded, and the number has doubled.

Today's small class class, the course of the Academy of Fine Arts, the professional class in the morning, most of the classes are small classes, and the cultural class in the afternoon is the lecture hall class, which is considered a big class.

Today's professional class is a calligraphy class, and the four classes in the morning are all calligraphy classes, and the professional classes are all one class for four consecutive weeks, that is, these four mornings are all calligraphy classes.

Chiyoshi entered the classroom and came to his desk, where each student had a large table, ten large tables, and packed the classroom to its full.

The walls are hung with students' works, and in the sophomore year, students in this major are still in the stage of copying ancient paintings, mainly learning techniques and sketching.

Chiyo looked at her watch, there were still a few minutes left before class, she tidied up her desk a little, and waited for class.

The classroom is very quiet, and due to the long distance, each student is busy with his own work, and half of them are grinding ink, basically directly with ink, such as Yidege ink, and then grinding it with ink ingots.

The classroom door was pushed open, and the person who came in was the calligraphy teacher of their class, Professor Zheng, who was in his forties, and then a young man followed him.

The young man wore a cap and a pair of sunglasses, and carried a delicate suitcase, the size of a painting clip, and very thin.

Professor Zheng stood in front of the blackboard and said, "Ladies and gentlemen, this is a new substitute teacher, about two days of substitute teaching, maybe three days, I personally have something to do, so I hired a very good calligraphy teacher." With that, he clenched his fists in apology, and quickly left.

There is also a desk in front of the blackboard that is the same as that of the students, and there is no lectern, and the blackboard on the back is the most ordinary blackboard.

Putting the suitcase in his hand on the desk, Zhang Hao took off his cap and sunglasses.

The ten students in the class stared at Zhang Hao curiously, and when he took off his sunglasses and hat, all of a sudden, the students in the class seemed to have been punched, regardless of gender, they were instantly shocked, so handsome!

Zhang Hao smiled, picked up a piece of chalk casually, and wrote two words on the blackboard.

Zhang Hao.

Writing is a book, and the writing is smooth.

When Zhang Hao smiled, the ten classmates in the class, whether they were boys or girls, widened their eyes one by one, and one of the girls muttered in a low voice: "It's so familiar......"

A boy at the next table turned his head and said, "Where's the ripeness?" ”

The girl picked up her phone and slid down the desk to search.

After a moment, she covered her mouth and sent the video to the small group of the class.

Zhang Hao began to lecture: "Professor Zheng has something, I will take two days of class, these two days of class, I will not really lecture, because your course has a certain coherence, I don't know where to speak, but these two days, the class is to practice words, I will put forward my own opinions and opinions on your words." ”

Every student felt that the teacher's voice was gentle and good, and the words gave people a pleasant feeling, clear and pleasant, and the voice was not high, but every word was heard clearly, good, crazy, and I wanted to hear it!

After the soul transformation once, even if Zhang Hao becomes as warm as jade, but the fluctuation of the soul will still strongly affect the people around him, Zhang Hao has never tried to teach, and he doesn't know what the impact of his soul on the people around him will be in a small space, he has tried to be as gentle as possible, hoping not to irritate everyone.

"Teacher, can you demonstrate?"

A girl asked with a red face.

"There is no problem with this demonstration, whose calligraphy do you all like?"

"Wang Xizhi!"

Zhang Hao said: "Don't mention the calligraphy of the three kings......"

"Zhao Ji's thin gold book!"

"Your interest is different, painting landscapes to learn thin golden books? Hurry up and learn to write flowers and birds! ”

Suddenly, the students laughed, in fact, this is not ridiculous, but it is so strange, why did it come out of Zhang Hao's mouth, everyone wanted to laugh.

"The thin gold book is actually very interesting, the landscape you learn is ...... It should be a green landscape, if it is a green landscape, it is not a violation. ”

The student nodded wildly and said in a loud voice, "Teacher, I'm a couple...... No, I'm a green landscape of learning! ”

After the boy finished speaking, his face turned red, it was too embarrassing.

Zhang Hao glanced at it and said curiously: "Landscape painting class, why are there more girls and fewer boys?" ”

"Teacher, do you discriminate against girls?"

"Oh, how can the little girl open her mouth and buckle her hat, how dare I discriminate against girls, to be honest, there are many men who paint landscapes in history, the so-called literati paintings, landscapes can highlight the personality of literati...... From Zhan Ziqian's spring map, to Fan Kuan's mountain travel map, the Northern Song Dynasty, landscape painting has been greatly improved, from Dong Yuan, Juran, Li Cheng, Fan Kuan, Guo Xi, Mi Fu father and son, to the Southern Song Dynasty Ma Yuan and Xia Gui, from the Yuan Dynasty, to the Ming and Qing dynasties, landscape painting is the best form of expression of the scholars' literati feelings......"

"So, I saw that there were only a few boys in the class, and this era ...... Sure enough, women can hold up half the sky, and you are all very powerful! ”

Zhang Hao stretched out his thumb, the students applauded happily, Zhang Hao said that it was dangerous, and he still turned around.

"Of course, today is a calligraphy class, not a landscape painting class. Calligraphy and painting, both indispensable, the development of Chinese painting to the Ming and Qing dynasties, poetry, calligraphy, painting, printing, indispensable, calligraphy is a very important link. ”

"The ultimate performance is to use calligraphy into the painting, the remnants of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties are one of them, at the end of the Qing Dynasty and the beginning of the Republic of China, Wu Changshuo is to paint with calligraphy, but he is a freehand flower and bird, well, I seem to be off topic again......"

The students said together, "Teacher, you don't!" ”

Qian Ji Comet was dumbfounded, from Zhang Hao took off her hat and sunglasses, she recognized that this was the little brother who played the piano and sang on the video, she had insomnia for a while, and she fell asleep peacefully by relying on a piece of Zhang Hao's music, but she didn't expect this person to come to a calligraphy class, she has a cold personality and will not deliberately show the slightest excitement, but a slight red on her face means that she is not calm.

Her heart has been beating wildly since the beginning, and she herself doesn't understand why.