Yuan Youwei solved the small branch of broadcast gymnastics and also put his mind at ease.

In the days that followed, she continued to study regularly and improve her numerical life.

Wake up in the morning to practice the basics of dancing, then go for a jog.

Go to school after eating, come back from school at noon, and take a nap after doing homework.

In the afternoon, she practiced her handwriting book, and then continued with the afternoon class.

After school in the afternoon, she danced rubber bands and continued her dance + play experiment by the way.

And the companions who jump rubber bands are not limited to He Yuan Lijia, Chen Wenjing and Bai Lanzhu.

Occasionally, there will be a competition against alumni from other grades.

And the players have also become accustomed to the "inexplicable" actions she joined.

Even, it also set off a wave of follow-up.

With Yuan Youwei's unremitting efforts, her technique of jumping rubber bands has finally gradually recovered, and she will soon catch up with Chen Wenjing again.

It was Thursday again, and after the first art class was finished in the afternoon, Yuan Wei went to the next classroom to teach calligraphy.

Principal Yang Guohai has arrived, and he is hanging the words to be learned in this class on the blackboard.

"Hello Headmaster." Yuan greeted slightly, and suddenly remembered what the principal had said last week.

If you only practice calligraphy in class, but you usually neglect to practice calligraphy, then even after a year of learning, you will not make much progress.

Yuan was slightly embarrassed again.

In the past few days, she has only been thinking about how to improve her temperament value.

Thinking that all the values reached double digits, the system might surprise her.

But forgot the original intention.

Her original intention was to make all the stats increase steadily.

And isn't the ultimate goal of increasing her stats to be able to develop all of her abilities?

Calligraphy, then, is not limited to hard pen practice.

Because of the need to prepare pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and to have enough space, she has not practiced since she was troublesome.

Yang Guohai didn't know her mental activity, and responded to her greetings, "Youwei, you just joined the calligraphy interest class last week, right?" ”

Yusang Village has a small population, and there is only one class in each year, and each class has about thirty or forty people.

Yang Guohai may not be able to recognize all of them, but there are still familiar faces.

What's more, Shi Keqing added Yuan Youwei's name at the end of the roll call.

Yuan Xinlan's niece, how could Yang Guohai not know her?

Yuan nodded slightly, "Yes, principal, I just transferred to the interest class, and Teacher Yan is my homeroom teacher." ”

Yang Guohai nodded, "I learned the posture of holding a pen last week, don't forget it this week." These words and phrases are for others to practice, so you can continue to practice writing the word 'yong'. ”

"Okay, Headmaster."

The students came to the classroom one after another, and Yuan Youwei also went to his place.

Because she had just joined, she was placed at the last vacant seat and occupied a separate table.

Now, the proficiency level of [Calligraphy Beginner] has increased to 25.73%.

Yuan Youwei clearly noticed that the moment he picked up the brush was different from when he picked it up last week.

She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and relaxed.

After a moment, she opened her eyes.

Her eyes are bright and firm, she lifts the pen, dips the ink, puts down the pen, and concentrates all her spirit on the end of the pen without distraction.

One stroke after another, the word "Yong" jumped on the paper.

Soon, the rice grid on the rough-edged paper was full.

Yuan exhaled slightly again and put the pen down.

She carefully picked up the rough-edged paper and placed it on the desk next to her.

At this time, Yang Guohai's voice came from the side.

"Did you practice when you went back?"