When she caught Teacher Meng's pigtails, she would definitely write a report letter to the principal, so that Teacher Meng couldn't eat and walked around.

On the other side, Teacher Xu looked at Tang Guo and was worried: "Tang Guo, you ...... Do you really want to write with a brush and not a pen? ”

Generally speaking, a fountain pen is much better than a brush.

She wanted Tang Guo to win a hard pen calligraphy award, who knows, Tang Guo took the initiative to challenge the difficult brush.

Tang Guo: "Teacher Xu, I hand in the brush words, not the pen words." Actually, I don't know how to write pen. ”

Mr. Xu: "......"

At this time, Teacher Xu was a little depressed, it was not that she hadn't seen Tang Guo's pen words, Tang Guo could not write pen words, how could she not know.

Even if he is an adult, Mr. Xu has to admit that his students' handwriting is much better than his own handwriting.

The problem was that the student actually said that she couldn't actually write with a pen.

Could it be that Tang Guo's brush words are more beautiful than fountain pen words?

How is this possible!

Mr. Xu really imagined what Tang Guo's calligraphy would look like.

It's just that the person who participated in the competition was Tang Guo.

Since Tang Guo insisted, Mr. Xu could only tell himself that Tang Guo's pen writing was very good anyway.

Even if she didn't believe that Tang Guo's calligraphy could be better than pen writing, at least it wouldn't be any worse.

"Okay, brush and ink, I'll get it for you."

Because I wanted to write pen words before, Mr. Xu didn't prepare anything for the brush words.

It's also a shame that Mr. Xu really has confidence in Tang Guo's handwriting at this time, otherwise, the teacher usually doesn't like the students who are doing things on the spot.

Fortunately, there is a stationery store in the place of the competition, and there are brushes, ink and shengxuan, which are particularly easy to buy, so you don't need to look for them.

Tang Guo took the brush that Mr. Xu had just bought to open the glue, dipped it in water and tried to write it, and then showed a little disgust on his face.

In other words, if you are in the Immortal Gate, the dust whisk hair used in the Immortal Gate is much better than the hair of this one.

However, in this situation, she can only use it.

"The venue is all decided, Tang Guo, I'll take you there." Teacher Xu led the students from his school to find a place, "Tang Guo, you have this table." ”

"Okay."

"Tang Guo, can you be here alone first?"

"Yes."

As soon as Tang Guo responded, Teacher Xu led another student to another table.

Once the preparations were ready, the time for the race was fast approaching.

Teacher Xu stood opposite Tang Guo and them, looking at Tang Guo quietly.

At this time, no one shouted cheers, they were afraid that they would make a noise and disturb the students in the competition and write badly.

The time of the game is not long, but it is not short, it is a full sixty minutes, an hour.

Compared with other meticulous ones, when Tang Guo writes calligraphy, it is called a god speed.

I saw that her wrist was powerful, and she raised the hook horizontally, and the writing was coherent and smooth.

It's a pity that no one saw this scene.

The person who saw it was far away again, she couldn't see Tang Guo's fluency, she only saw Tang Guo's speed of writing, which was called a smack.

Teacher Xu: "Tang Guo, slow, slow, slow, don't write so fast." There's an hour, it's time, don't worry. Slow ......"

Teacher Xu desperately wanted to tell Tang Guo to take his time.

However, her voice could not be conveyed to Tang Guo.

Standing in the distance, she could only watch Tang Guo finish her entry in three or two clicks at the speed of two or three times that of others.

Seeing Tang Guo exhaling with a "I'm done" expression, Mr. Xu couldn't help but cover his face.

She thought that even if Tang Guo's calligraphy was not particularly good, but with such a good fountain pen as a base, the calligraphy should not be ugly.

Who knows......

It's over, Tang Guo is afraid that he will have to run for nothing today.

Hi, good award, gone.

Several teachers standing next to Teacher Xu smiled: "This girl is your student?" ”

Mr. Xu: "...... Yes, our school. ”

Teacher from another school: "Hmm...... The students in your school are really eclectic.,What kind of talent is there.,I really can't see it.,This is a female student with an inner show.。 ”

Not to mention the students who came to participate in the competition today, they are either handsome guys or beauties, but at least they don't look bad.

The scenery is strange, among a group of slender students, there is suddenly a fat girl like a Buddha in the pestle.

Good...... Eye-catching!

Even under normal circumstances, teachers always focus on their students, and with Tang Guo here, these teachers can't help but pay more attention to Tang Guo.

Later, I saw that my own students were stable, writing slowly, and Tang Guo, who was like a fat Buddha, was crazy about books.

The two are completely different in style, forming a stark contrast.

So, the teachers who couldn't help but want to look at Tang Guo a few more times.

Well, my own student is only halfway through it, and this chubby girl has finished it.

Looking at the speed of writing, well, the speed of eating should be faster.

"Yucai Middle School is different, the selection of students is really fair, all students have a chance."

They looked up and down, this female student was not only fat, but still fat, and she really couldn't see the connotation of poetry and self-style.

can write calligraphy and write well, how to say, there is always a breath of pen and ink on the body.

Well......

The female classmate selected by Yucai Middle School, they didn't feel the breath of pen and ink, but they seemed to feel the wind of women.

The words are written without any sense of delicacy, only bold craftsmanship.

With this, this girl would not have been able to be a female general hundreds of years ago.

This physique, it is absolutely proper to hold a knife, and the pen is ......

Yucai Middle School didn't joke with them, did you?

This year's award, Yucai Middle School is ready to automatically abstain?

Teacher Xu tugged at the corners of his mouth: "Our school has always been fair and ensures that every student has the opportunity to show their strengths. People and things can't look at appearances. That student's name is Tang Guo, the word, very beautiful. Wait a minute, you know what a surprise is. ”

If you lose, you will not lose the battle, and you must not give up until the last moment.

At least, she was absolutely confident in Tang Guo's pen handwriting.

Teacher from another school: "Yes, that's great, we'll wait to see the outstanding performance of this Tang Guo in your school." ”

Dead ducks have hard beaks.

If you have a dinner game today, as soon as you see this student, they will automatically admit defeat.

But today is a calligraphy competition, and they won.

"It's game time."

An hour passed quickly, and each student completed their own work.

After all the students have stopped writing, they leave their positions and return to their teachers.