"Let's go, let's go home." Liang Qingshan greeted everyone.

"Won't you wait a moment?" These parents are separated from their children for the first time, and they are a little uneasy to leave their children alone in such a far place for so long.

"Wait, wait, wait? After registration, it's definitely going to be class, and you're still waiting to be pulled home? Liang Qingshan Road.

This implication is not good, everyone looked at it twice, and no matter how uneasy, they could only take the car home.

Zhou Chubin led people straight into the principal's office, the door of the office was open, there were two tables inside, and two people sat facing each other, an old man in his fifties or sixties, somewhat thin, with half-white hair. A man in his forties, tall, but not burly.

"Principal Wang, I'm here." Zhou Chubin knocked on the door and said to the old man who was over half a hundred years old.

When Principal Wang saw Zhou Chubin, he immediately stood up and greeted him warmly. The two greeted each other, and the man next to him also stood up, greeted Zhou Chubin, and listened to the title, this is a vice principal, surnamed Zhou.

After the greetings, Principal Wang turned his gaze to Feng Hua and Fang Fang.

"These are the two students you're talking about, right?" Principal Wang asked.

Zhou Chubin nodded.

"It's really Lingxiu, it's smart at first glance." Principal Wang boasted, turned around and took out two rolls from the desk: "Come, make this paper." ”

After speaking, he personally took two chairs and put them at his and Vice President Zhou's desks, and asked Feng Hua and Fang Fang to sit down.

Fang Fang was nervous, but it was useless to say anything at this time, so she had to sit down, take a deep breath, and take out a pencil to prepare to answer the question. Fortunately, this is a math paper, which is her forte, which makes her relax a little.

Feng Hua didn't care, he brewed for a few seconds, and he didn't pretend to be nervous, so he had to forget it. Glancing at his own papers, bad luck, it's language. She didn't like language very much, but it was an awkward and dangerous problem. She was afraid that if she was not careful, she would be "left" in any sentence, and she would be unjustly killed.

"Do you still have an exam?" Zhou Chubin was a little surprised, and muttered, he didn't know that he still had to take the exam before.

"It's just to find out the bottom and divide the class." Principal Wang said that at this time, there is a distinction between top classes and ordinary classes, of course, not all schools are like this, depending on the school spirit, the commune schools in the countryside are not distinguished.

Few township middle schools have been admitted to high school in a year, and none of them have been admitted to university in a few years, and the scores are the same. And the school has not been established for a few years, and in fact, none of them have been admitted.....

Of course, although their county middle school is divided, the effect is also limited, and college students only have one after a year or two.

Although Fang Fang was nervous, he forgot about his surroundings after devoting himself to mathematics, and answered very seriously and quickly.

Feng Hua didn't bother her, estimated her speed, and chose the speed at which he answered the questions. No matter how embarrassing and dangerous these questions are, it is difficult for her, and when encountering "dangerous" problems, you just need to remember to sing the praises of virtue, although it may not be accurate, but no one dares to say wrong!

The two put down their pens almost at the same time.

"Good, good! All right! Fang Fang sat at the table of the vice principal, he kept staring at Fang Fang's answer, Fang Fang finished writing, and he also finished approving it.

Fang Fang was startled, and then remembered that this was an exam, but when she heard that Principal Zhou had already said that she was all right, her heart fell to the ground before she mentioned it.

"This Feng Hua classmate is also very good, the handwriting is really good, great!" Principal Wang looked at the name on the paper and said. After speaking, he looked at Feng Hua again, his eyes were full of appreciation.

The little girl was only a teenager, and she practiced this good handwriting, chic and handsome and vigorous, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he would never believe that it was written by a little girl, and he could think that it was from the hand of an old man who had read all the vicissitudes of life.

"At what age?" Principal Wang asked curiously.

Feng Hua glanced at Zhou Chubin and said, "Learn Chinese characters at the age of three." ”

Zhou Chubin pursed his lips and smiled, but did not expose her. He was surprised when he first saw Feng Hua taking notes, and he also asked this question, Feng Hua "told the truth" and studied secretly for two or three years.

If he hadn't been in contact with Feng Hua for a long time and knew her life experience, he wouldn't have believed that someone could go to this level without a teacher.

And Principal Wang doesn't know anything about Feng Hua, "telling the truth" is definitely not good, maybe he will think that she is lying and leaving a bad impression, then it is not beautiful.

"Good, good!" Principal Wang praised it again, holding Feng Hua's paper and reluctant to let go, as for the answer, although there are a few imperfections, but it can also reach more than 90 points, good students.

"Answer this one more as well." Principal Zhou saw that Principal Wang was still reading Feng Hua's papers, and seemed to have forgotten his business, so he had to do it for him.

Feng Hua and Fang Fang exchanged papers, one answering Chinese and the other answering mathematics. The two volumes are different from the previous ones, and they are quite cautious and serious.

Half an hour later, the two of them put away the pen again, and the results were naturally good. With such a simple math, Feng Hua was embarrassed to answer incorrectly, and Fang Fang's Chinese was also above 90 points.

Principal Wang raised his head from Feng Hua's Chinese paper and said a little embarrassed: "Do you have any works?" Would you like to give me a pair? "I'm really embarrassed after saying that, how can I care about students asking for things? But he really likes the word Feng Hua.

The daily life of handwriting is so beautiful, what will happen to the calligraphy that is written seriously? Looking forward to it!

"I have a painting of Mr. Qi Baishi at home, how about we exchange it?" Principal Wang said again.

Feng Hua was taken aback, she could stand shoulder to shoulder with Mr. Qi Baishi? .... Decades later, when other people's works are worth hundreds of millions, it will definitely not work. But at this time, when a pair of dozens of dollars is still comparable.

She thinks that her calligraphy is really good, especially after being reborn, her mentality suddenly brightens, and the words she writes are definitely master. At this time, if you take it to the store and sell it for dozens of yuan, you will buy it when you meet a rich person who knows how to do it.

"No, no, no." Feng Hua hurriedly refused: "A student's words are not worth anything, so what about sending you, I don't dare to compare with Mr. Qi." ”

It's one thing to feel good about yourself, it's another thing to really change. She didn't want to specialize in calligraphy and painting as a master in her life, and after a few decades, a pair of calligraphy and painting would be tens of thousands of yuan, if you add her celebrity effect at that time, it may be higher, but it is a dream to reach hundreds of millions.

Now if she accepts Principal Wang's Qi Baishi, it will be a little unkind. This old man really appreciates her words, leave him some benefits~

"No, no, no." Seeing that she is modest, Principal Wang looks at her more pleasing to the eye, and she can't ask for it in vain, so she has to send her Qi Baishi.

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What about the three chapters that are good, how can they not be counted, send 2 first, I will continue to write, you guys go to sleep, and read it tomorrow. Don't wait, guilty!