In the puzzled eyes of everyone, Li Xiaowan raised one hand and carefully stood in the attic aisle.

At the beginning, under the gaze of the senior brothers and sisters, as well as the three great Confucians, Li Xiaowan still seemed very restrained.

But then, as if she had made up her mind, her eyes suddenly became firm.

Although she was still a little timid, her voice was much calmer: "Mr. Wen, the two heads of the courtyard, I ...... I've also developed 'calligraphy'. ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the audience was very surprised.

has been a classmate with Li Xiaowan for several months, and the brothers and sisters who are more familiar with her have stared at Li Xiaowan with wide eyes, and almost no one believes that she is serious.

A girl next to her, who was about the same age as her and had a good relationship, quietly reached out and pulled the corner of her clothes, signaling her: Don't joke on this occasion.

Li Xiaowan smiled kindly at the other party and shook his head very stubbornly.

Confucian scholar Wen Donglai looked at Li Xiaowan with confusion, and said in a deep voice: "Xiaowan, don't mess around. ”

Wen Donglai felt a little strange in his heart.

This disciple who started his disciple the latest, although he was not serious about studying in the past, was extremely talented and very aura, so he also attached great importance to Li Xiaowan.

He knew very well that before the Mid-Autumn Festival, Li Xiaowan's knowledge was far from reaching the level of 'calligraphy'.

And with his understanding of Li Xiaowan, although this girl is sometimes more out-of-the-box, she is by no means a person who likes to sensationalize, why did she come out to mess around at this time?

This is also the reason why Wen Donglai was puzzled, but he did not immediately reprimand.

"I...."

In the face of everyone's doubts, Li Xiaowan stood in place, bit her lip lightly, and said, "I'm really.... OK. ”

The middle-aged scribe frowned, and was about to say something, but was stopped by Fang He waving his hand.

Wen Dong couldn't see it, but with Fang He's strength, he could perceive that the girl in front of him was knowledgeable, and it was unknown that she might really be able to perform 'calligraphy'.

Fang Yuanshou just didn't understand a little, this female doll was obviously an extraordinarily talented person, why Wen Donglai and the other students didn't believe that she could practice 'calligraphy' at all?

Wen Donglai sighed and explained to Fang He: "Teacher, this student only joined my disciple last autumn, although he has good talent, but the practice time is too short after all, and he is still far from practicing 'calligraphy'. ”

When he was young, he had listened to a few days of lectures under Fang Hezuo, and he benefited a lot, so he always called the latter a teacher.

When Fang He heard what he said, he was immediately unhappy, and waved his hand and said:

"What's wrong with the short cultivation time? You kid himself has dull qualifications, so you think of others like you?

Have you forgotten my closed disciple Hongyi, that is the 'calligraphy' of March, and the 'words and deeds' of half a year. ”

"But three days ago..."

"Alright, shut up. ”

Wen Donglai was about to explain, but Fang He directly waved his hand to interrupt his words, and then turned his gaze to Li Xiaowan.

"Hehe, then you can give it a try. ”

Fang He tried his best to make his smile look kinder, and smiled at the girl: "Hmm.... Try the simplest 'Great Wind Song', don't be nervous. ”

Comforted by Fang He's words, Li Xiaowan nodded, trotted back to his place, and took out a piece of rice paper and an apricot pen.

Raising her head, looking at everyone staring at her with curiosity or encouragement, the little girl took a deep breath, gathered all her energy, and slowly left ink on the rice paper.

"The wind is blowing...."

A gust of wind rose and passed through the small attic.

Caught off guard, the books of the students were blown away, and even Fang He's white beard was blown up obliquely.

"Alright, stop. ”

Fang He nodded and said, and the nameless wind that had just risen came to an abrupt end.

At this time, everyone's gaze at Li Xiaowan was completely different, all with shock or envy.

They didn't expect that Li Xiaowan was so serious, and she really cultivated 'calligraphy'.

Even Wen Donglai had an incredible expression, looked at Li Xiaowan, and said excitedly: "Xiaowan, you are ......"

However, before he finished speaking, the grumpy Fang He said that he would do it, and directly slapped Wen Donglai on the back of the head, while scolding:

"You kid, you don't even know about your own disciples, you almost made us miss such a genius!

The eyes are like this, don't say that you are a registered disciple of our river when you kid goes out in the future!"

"No, teacher, listen to me, two days ago..."Wen Donglai was full of grievances and wanted to justify.

Fang He slapped it again: "Listen to what you say, even your disciples say that she has practiced calligraphy, you don't believe it,

I see you kid, don't you only know about rotten teaching, and never ask your disciples about the situation?"

A group of students in the attic looked at this scene and were dumbfounded.

Zhu Ting, who had been watching coldly from the side, couldn't stand it anymore, and Shen said, "Can't you listen to him?"

Fang He stroked his beard and glared at Wen Donglai, "Okay, you kid explain it well." ”

"Well, teacher, that's right..."

Wen Donglai darkened his face and explained: "I only gave all of them an assessment test three days ago.

At that time, Xiaowan's knowledge had improved greatly compared to when she first started.

But it's a lot worse than being able to perform calligraphy.

That's why I never imagined that she would be able to make such amazing progress in just two days of vacation. ”

"Oh?

Fang He's expression stiffened when he heard this, and he glanced at Wen Donglai: "Then why didn't you say it earlier, I blamed you for it." ”

Middle-aged scribe: "......"

Your old man's temper is so hot, you want me to have a chance to say it... Wen Donglai wanted to cry without tears, and stood aside silently.

Confucianism is different from Taoism, and Taoists can cultivate by leaps and bounds by killing powerful demons or people with heinous obstacles.

Confucianism often needs to accumulate over time, whether it is reading and interpreting the meaning, or preaching and teaching, it is a process of gradual growth.

It's no wonder that Wen Donglai and the others couldn't imagine that Li Xiaowan would be able to make such amazing progress in just three days.

Even Fang He and Zhu Ting, the two top Confucian scholars in the academy, couldn't understand this matter at all.

Glance at Li Xiaowan meaningfully, Fang He didn't intend to ask, in his opinion, it was normal for everyone to have some of their own secrets.

However, what Fang He didn't expect was that when he looked at this slightly peculiar girl, Li Xiaowan was not shy about meeting his gaze,

Then he heard Li Xiaowan's crisp voice:

"Lord Chief, I have indeed improved my knowledge so much in the past two days.

And...... I know why. ”

......