The identity of this vice principal is not simple, how can it be a simple role to be the vice principal of Wanglong Middle School.

He is a well-known writer in Qingzhou and even Dongtu, and he naturally has deep attainments in literature.

"The pen is strong and powerful, each stroke seems to have been tempered, as if it has been integrated with the calligraphy of hundreds of schools, and it seems to stand out and practice its own exclusive calligraphy."

"Fresh and detached, domineering and natural, a hook and a painting are like a stroke of genius, this hand of pen words, even I can't reach such a realm."

The vice principal looked at the pen writing written by Lin Mu, his face was shocked, and his eyes moved with his pen at this moment, as if he had completely indulged in it.

Interlaced lines are like mountains, and for people who don't know how to do it, they will only feel that his handwriting is very good.

But for an expert like her, this is a master-level calligraphy, which can be incorporated into the outline tutorial and let everyone in the East imitate and learn.

"Old Xiao, what are you looking at? Watching it so fascinating? ”

A silver-haired old man asked beside him, they were also close friends, and judging by the look on the vice principal's face, he had noticed something unusual.

Hearing this, Principal Xiao came back to his senses, he stretched out his hand to make a silent gesture, and then said softly: "Don't be silent, don't disturb the young man answering the question, and I want to treasure his test paper."

"By the way, Mr. Wang, all the test papers and answer assignments of this young man are all given to me."

Principal Xiao made a puzzling request, what does he have to ask for a student's test papers and homework.

But only he knew that he had already seen that with Lin Mu's calligraphy skills now revealed, he would definitely become a master in the future.

Now that he has collected these handwritings, not to mention that they will be priceless in the future, they are at least very collectible.

Teacher Wang is a beautiful Chinese teacher, he looked at Lin Mu's answer sheet, there was some understanding, she replied: "Lin Mu's previous handwriting is not like this, only his handwriting in the last exam is so, if the principal needs it, I will send it to you in a while."

"Yes, of course I need, if Lin Mu becomes a calligraphy master in the future, these test papers from his high school will have a very large collection value, and there should be countless people who come to me to beg me and want me to show them!"

The vice principal replied with a smile on his face, as if he had foreseen some scene, and he was not excited at the moment.

Now everyone understood, it turned out that Principal Xiao was interested in this, no wonder she was so concerned.

Lin Mu was concentrating on answering the question, not noticing what they were saying, and at this moment he had done the last question again.

"With lotus as the theme, self-written theme ......"

This is the topic of the essay, and Lin Mu thought about it in his mind for a moment, thinking about whether to write an essay at his own level, or continue to use the ready-made essay in his memory.

"The work I wrote yesterday is at a master's level, and if the level of what I wrote today drops, it will definitely arouse suspicion."

Lin Mu made a decision in his heart, and then he turned out a piece of prose in his memory, the author of this essay came from a great writer, he studied it carefully for a moment, and was immediately attracted by the rhyme in it.

"Why did this kid stop for so long, he shouldn't be able to do it, the essay question is a big score, I said he cheated, with his age, how could he write such a majestic prose."

The dean thought to himself, he had a playful look in his heart, and at this moment, as long as his article was not up to the level of the last time, he could determine that he was cheating.

Principal Xiao came to Lin Mu's side again, yesterday's prose leaves made him have an endless aftertaste, and the meaning contained in it was far-reaching, and he was still slowly savoring it until this moment.

"Lin Mu, the title of the article is from me, for literary people, writing comes from inspiration, but it just confines you to a classroom, even if you don't write as well as the prose of the last time, you can understand it."

Principal Xiao is self-righteous and empathetic, thinking that Lin Mu lacks inspiration and can't write good articles.

Lin Mu looked up at several principals and found that they were the truly respectable elders, and as for the fat director, he could only be said to be extremely individual scum.

"Don't worry, principal, I happened to pass by a pond some time ago, where lotus flowers bloomed all over the pond, and one of the green lotuses made me remember it very deeply, and that was my inspiration."

Lin Mu responded, and then no longer hesitated, and began to write the article.

"I just wrote a master-level essay yesterday, can there be a master-level article today, and this kind of article can still be mass-produced?"

With a hint of excitement, Principal Xiao looked at the words that gradually appeared in Lin Mu's pen, and at this moment he restrained his thoughts of appreciating calligraphy, and began to appreciate the taste of this article.

Unconsciously, just a short break at the beginning made him feel a sense of resonance, and in shock, he muttered to himself and slowly read out this article.

The gardenia is white, the green plum is yellow, the south of the Yangtze River is like a young man with a new coat, the face is like a flower, the rhyme is connected, the green dyes the mountains and rivers, and the spring is full of fields.

Who doesn't want to be a blooming green lotus? The wind and water rise, the mountains reflect the trees, and then hold out the green mood, stretching selflessly?

……

When you are tired, hold an umbrella and lotus cover to send the sunset to the sky;

Tired, top a lotus leaf, pull the distance at the eye.

The Buddha said that after thousands of years of reincarnation, it is only for me to fly over the moment when the lotus blooms.

I said, who can read Lian's heart to understand her lingering threads?

Then make a green lotus, and see how the red of the previous life is, how far it is;

Then make a green lotus and see how the reincarnation of this life changes.

……

After a stroke, Lin Mu was immersed in the meaning of this article, and had to sigh at the author's writing and erudition, which did not have a certain literary foundation, and would never be able to write this article.

However, now this article is from his hand, it is his article, and after Principal Xiao slowly read it out, everyone has a feeling of empathy.

"It's a good Qinglian, this article is beautiful and gorgeous, if I write it instead, I won't be able to modify it in a year."

After Principal Xiao came back to his senses, he couldn't help but sigh, looking at the forest like a monster at this moment.

In his opinion, such a masterful article needs to be revised countless times after it has been written.

However, he is like a genius, without any embellishment, this word, can be called a perfect classic, which seems to him to be incredible.

"Principal Xiao, what do you think of my article? Since you've been watching me answer the questions, you should know what my Chinese score is going to be. ”

Lin Mu asked, but his eyes were looking at the fat director, and he saw the whole leopard, although he had only done Chinese before, it was enough to prove his strength.