Chapter 92: Painting
This little young master even said that he was going to the academy an hour earlier than before, which was usually early enough.
She's gone now, isn't there no one?
Originally, he also wanted to remind the little master, but who knew that the other party said: "Let's go, it's just right to open when you go." ”
Xiao Li suddenly!
He really didn't expect that Sanfu had dark circles under his eyes, as if he had been beaten.
Lu Zhenyan joked: "Are you being beaten up?" ”
Sanfu was silent, it wasn't because of him, he actually lied to himself.
When the eldest brother found him last night, he realized that he had been put on a table by the little master.
The eldest brother chatted with him for a night, and the young master had to go out early in the morning, so he didn't fall asleep at all.
Lu Zhenyan saw that the other party didn't pay attention to him, and he wasn't angry, but just got into the carriage with a chuckle.
Anyway, she will know the answer tonight, and she is not in a hurry.
In this way, only she was the most sober along the way, and the others were full of sleepiness and waited until they arrived at the school.
The two of them almost fell asleep, and then she said, "You can find a place to squint for a while, and then bring food at noon." ”
"Yes." Xiao Li looked at the little young master gratefully, and Sanfu looked reluctant, he would be like this, not all because of him.
Lu Zhenyan walked straight, listening to the birds chirping and singing happily in the trees, and his mood was inexplicably wonderful and happy.
She is looking like this today, in fact, the purpose is to go and see her husband's study, for her.
If you choose this path, you should read more books.
By the time she arrived, Mr. Xu had just woken up, walking and stopping with tiredness.
At this time, Lu Zhenyan realized that this gentleman actually lived here, and the eyes of the two people happened to collide together.
Mr. Xu was yawning, but he couldn't make it at this time, and asked in a daze, "Student Lu, what are you doing like this?" ”
It seems that this point is only five o'clock in modern times, right?
This school is just open, right? No one even cleaned it.
Lu Zhenyan hooked the corners of his mouth: "Mr. early, I'll come to see the book." ”
This Mr. Xu gasped, and almost scolded back, sick! Let's read the book!
If he hadn't made sure there was no silver hidden in the study, he would have suspected that this man had come to worry about his money!
He waved his hand: "You wait, I haven't opened the study yet!" ”
Fortunately, he got everything done yesterday, otherwise Lu Zhenyan would definitely be too late to do anything here.
Lu Zhenyan snorted, and then accompanied by Mr., he suddenly thought, "Why do you want him to lead the way and open the door?" Now everything inside is locked up by him. ”
"Plus, the key is still separate."
In this way, Lu Zhenyan looked at the stunned Mr. Xu and ran towards his bedroom.
A key was lost in her arms.
Mr. Xu's high-pitched voice came out: "Take it, lock the door when you enter and exit, and return the key to my classroom every day." ”
He didn't want to wake up tomorrow and still see this person, people would be scared to death.
Lu Zhenyan also responded loudly: "Yes, sir." ”
Then he turned the key, smiled and left, like a cat stealing fish, and finally reached his goal.
As soon as I arrived at the study, the lock opened with the turn of the key.
Lu Zhenyan pushed the door and then glanced inside, and she began to take out a biography and read it.
It's about the emperor of this era.
recorded his life, the current emperor has not yet reached the age of sixties, but he is still a generation of Ming monarchs.
After looking at the emperor's name, it turned out to be surnamed Zhan!
Zhan Xuanyu.
Zhan Qiyu, is it a coincidence?
This question instantly fell on Lu Zhenyan's heart, but if there was a connection, why did it appear in Xicheng.
This kind of place where birds don't, all of a sudden this idea was denied by her, and there is nothing good in Xicheng.
I understand that in this era, there is no water, and there is no food for food, how to say, it is a lack of tools.
In addition, the emperor did not know a little bit about the measures.
So things are not balanced, even if the emperor loves the people, but the strength does not allow it.
There is no one who is avant-garde in thought.
This is a point that Lu Zhenyan can grasp when he thinks about it, there is really no way to avoid this kind of natural and man-made disasters.
It's just that she can reduce some casualties.
Before she knew it, she saw the class time, quickly put the book in her hand on the table, got up and walked into the class.
When she arrived, this Mr. Xu was already inside, and she smiled: "Sir." ”
Mr. Xu said angrily: "Pay attention to the time." ”
"Yes." Lu Zhenyan strode inside, and sat down for a moment.
Noticing a gaze that had been looking at her, she turned her head to see that it was a classmate.
She whispered, "Is there something on my face?" ”
Could it be that it was rubbed with dust in the study just now?
This Zhan Qiyu shook his head: "It's okay, why is it so late today?" ”
Lu Zhenyan suddenly realized that the two of them were the earliest on weekdays, and they might not have seen her all the time.
She smiled, "I went to my husband's study." ”
Zhan Qiyu nodded, no wonder, the other party was not the kind of person who came late at first glance.
It turned out that he had worked harder than him, and it seemed that he also had to study hard.
With Mr.'s words, both of them came back to their senses a little: "This time, the test paper will be explained here, and next, let's talk about painting." ”
Lu Zhenyan raised his head instantly, and said in his heart: "This painting, do you still want to learn?" ”
No way! Her shortcomings!
Then the gentleman explained: "Painting, self-cultivation, a good work proves a person's ability to control the pen." ”
"The words that are written are naturally good."
"We're going to learn this today."
The audience and those who can draw are naturally happy, and finally it is time for them to know.
Those who can't do it are just like Lu Zhenyan's face, with a look of eating dirt.
Lu Zhenyan sighed, what should come will always come.
This Mr. Xu set an example by moving his pen, and every stroke is just right.
What he painted was the plum blossoms before, and after Lu Zhenyan saw it, he thought, "Sir, is this also going to the plum pavilion?" ”
It's just that Mr. Xu didn't know what she thought, so he said:
"You play as you please, I'll check it later, don't underestimate this."
This look was still looking at Lu Zhenyan, Lu Zhenyan pursed her lips, she didn't say that she underestimated this.
I just don't want to.
Who knew that Mr. Xu deliberately let them paint for three or four days, and all of a sudden, it was difficult to improve if they didn't want to.
As soon as Mr. Xu got out of class, he looked at the things that Lu Zhenyan handed over, and he suddenly had a headache.
Although there is progress, it is not ideal.
It's this Zhan student, although his grades lag behind this Lu student, but his painting skills are very good.
It can complement each other.
Then he called the two men out.
The two looked at each other and walked out with a puzzled expression.
I saw that Mr. said, "Student Lu, you can learn from this Zhan student in this painting." ”