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Outside the maple forest of Lanzhoudu, there is a man and a woman, ten steps apart, standing quietly looking at each other.

A few breaths ago, the two were still walking side by side, talking and laughing.

At this time, the atmosphere between them was a little strange.

Zhao Rong's smile disappeared, and his face was expressionless.

Zhu Weirui has a jade hand on her back, the corners of her lips are upturned, and her bright eyes are bright, like a blooming orchid.

Neither spoke.

After a moment of silence, Zhao Rong nodded lightly, then put his hands into his sleeves, and turned around and walked towards Zhu Weirui.

Zhu Weirui had a smile written on her face, and she was looking at him intently, and when she saw Zhao Rong approaching, the corners of her mouth curled even more.

The red lips of the woman in the Confucian shirt opened lightly, and she was about to say more, but in an instant, Zhao Rong passed by her without saying a word.

Zhu Weirui turned her head and saw the tall back of the man in front of her, walking directly in the direction of Lan Zhoudu.

She blinked, her voice clear, "Zhao Gongzi, wait for the little girl." ”

Zhao Rong stopped, thought about it, turned around, saluted with his fists, and lowered his eyes, "Mr. Zhu, please respect yourself, you are a teacher, and you are a student below. ”

With that, he turned around and walked straight away, stepping into the maple forest.

Zhu Weirui put down the hand behind her back, she lowered her head and patted her sleeve, and then continued to walk towards Lan Zhoudu.

At this time.

Zhao Rong walked in the maple forest, his footsteps in a hurry.

"Hahahahaha——!"

His heart was filled with the laughter of a certain sword spirit.

Zhao Rong's expression was calm, "Have you laughed enough?" ”

"Hahaha......" was a little out of breath, "Wait, wait, let this seat laugh for a while, hahahaha......"

"Excuse me, be quieter, it's weird. ”

Gui said while laughing: "Zhao Rong, I'm so angry, I'm angry, isn't it angry?" I thought that Zhu Weirui was a nymphomaniac, but it turned out to be Zhao Dagongzi himself's idiot, hahaha, don't hold back, just say it." ”

"Angry?" Zhao Rong said goodbye, "That's it, I'm not angry, I guessed, but that's fine, it's a bad impression both horizontally and vertically, don't think of this son as a great man, I can't afford it." ”

Gui nodded, "That's okay, then I'll laugh a little longer, hahaha......"

The corners of Zhao Rong's lips twitched.

Raised his hand and rubbed his face.

......

Lan Zhoudu, in the open space, dozens of tables are neatly placed.

The students of the hall were all waiting quietly, and the seats were almost full, but there was a seat in the back right that was empty, and the students around were doing what they were doing, and no one paid attention to it.

In the front of the open space, there is also a long red table, on which there are neat and tidy four treasures of the study, elegant treasures, the most is the stack of white paper, from the ordinary calligraphy rice paper to the popular fragrant flower curtain paper among the scribes on the mountain, because there is everything, the regular yard is in the upper right corner of the table and easy to take the place, all kinds of paper are not less than a knife.

At this time, there was no one behind this carefully prepared long red table.

Before Mr. Zhu arrived, the students in the open space were quietly busy, either practicing calligraphy or flipping through the notebook, and even Fan Yushu, who had the impression that Zhao Rong had always touched fish in class and was only divided into serious and non-serious fishing, seemed to be full of energy and writing with his head down.

The students of the Spontaneous Hall are all gearing up, and there is an atmosphere of eagerness to try.

In the front row, Yu Huaijin, who was closest to the lacquered red long table, looked around the back, turned his head, and bowed his head gently.

Zhu Weirui's calligraphy class, the students in the entire spontaneous hall are very serious.

In addition to the fact that she is a rare talented female gentleman in the academy where men gather, elegant and approachable, and the calligraphy she teaches is a novelty, Zhu Weirui also likes to set up some small assessments and interactions in the calligraphy class, adding some small colored heads, and calligraphy is not like several other arts, there is a daunting Yu Huaijin exists, and everyone has a chance in this new art.

As a result, Zhu Weirui's calligraphy class was very popular with the new students in the Ink Pond Academy, and was not as controversial as it was between the academy and the higher grade scholars.

It's just that what makes the ink pool students quite entangled is that Mr. Zhu, who looks kind and lovely when he gets along in class, is not soft at all once he corrects the answer sheets for homework or assessment.

What makes the students even more helpless is that there is no fixed evaluation standard for calligraphy, and it seems that they are all based on Mr. Zhu's subjective opinion.

For them, after the answer sheet is sent, the words with good grades that others have been corrected, what is good is good, and where is the bad words, and where is the difference, and it is not natural to see it.

If you write carefully and correctly, it may not be as good as a few strokes that others draw casually.

However, these did not dampen the enthusiasm of the students in the class, after all, looking left and right, the people around them seem to be outsiders of the same level, who can't appreciate it, and try their luck with the papers, so they are happy to write as hard as they can, maybe they will win a prize in a daze.

It's not that there are no such things, but there are many of them.

Just like winning the lottery, there is a lot of anticipation.

The hour ticked by, and not long ago, a bell rang in the mountains and forests in the distance, and it was almost time for class.

Yu Huaijin looked at the long table in front of him, which was temporarily unoccupied, and looked back at the entrance.

And with her, there are many male students, including Wu Peiliang.

Looking forward to the elegant Youlan figure.

Crackling -

At this moment, the maple forest entered the entrance of the clearing, and suddenly there was a faint sound of dead leaves stampeding.

Most of the students in the hall put down their work and looked back.

I saw the entrance, and a figure immediately appeared, it was...... Zhao Ziyu?

Everyone including Yu Huaijin was stunned.

Seeing Zhao Rong copied his sleeves, his expression was flat and he crossed the back rows of seats, and walked back to the empty seats he had left before, along the way, he also turned his head and smiled at Li Xueyou, who was looking sideways, causing the latter to quickly dodge.

How did you get back?

At this time, before everyone had time to think about it, there was a slight sound at the entrance of the maple forest, and immediately, there was an elegant figure in a Confucian shirt.

Zhu Weirui walked out of the maple forest, looked around the clearing, her clear gaze paused slightly in the direction of Zhao Rong, and then smiled at the students of the Frank Hall.

"Sorry, I'm late, ...... on the way Delayed for a while. ”

She raised the corners of her mouth lightly, met the eyes of the students, walked through the seats, and walked behind the long red table.

Many students looked at each other, and then they realized a little, this is the time to meet Mr. Zhu halfway, the excuse of leave is untenable, and she refused to block back?

Wu Peiliang sighed lightly.

At this time, after seeing Zhu Weirui in place, Yu Huaijin got up, and the students of the Voluntary Hall followed behind, got up and saluted, and shouted loudly in unison.

"Mr. Zhu, good morning. ”

"You may be seated. Xuanji, are you all here?"

Yu Huaijin glanced back, looked at Zhao Rong, who was expressionless, and turned around, "All are here, the teacher can teach." ”

Zhu Weirui nodded lightly.

Suddenly, a strong river wind blew, and everyone in the open space was hunting, and some of the students on the table forgot to press the paperweight's rice paper, flying all over the sky, but fortunately the students behind the table held it down in time.

The river breeze is noisy.

Zhu Weirui rolled up her sleeves, reached out with her jade hand, grabbed a brush at random, and wrote on a piece of rice paper for a moment.

She put down the pen, pinched the corner of the paper with two thin fingers, and shook her wrist in the wind, only to see that ten ink characters were shaken off.

Everyone looked, and there was a five-word sentence floating in the air: In autumn, the blue boat crosses, and there is no wind and waves.

The five-word poem is missing.

In an instant, the students on the open ground of Lanzhou only felt that the wind between heaven and earth had stopped suddenly, and the noisy waves and maple leaves had also disappeared.

Heaven and earth are quiet.

It's just that the rivers and mountains and forests are still rolling.

At this time, Zhu Weirui's clear voice came clearly.

"Everyone, is this wave Lin Tao good-looking?"

The students retracted their gazes, thinking that the female gentleman was admonishing, but they were also familiar with each other's personalities, so they were not afraid, and they laughed and laughed in response.

"Mr. Zhu, it's very good-looking. ”

"It's good-looking, it's very eye-catching. ”

"I think I'm as good-looking as my husband. ”

"Coincidentally, I think so too. ”

The crowd should be in harmony and quite lively.

When Zhu Weirui heard this, she shook her head with a smile, "Don't make trouble, everyone, I'm serious, this wave Lin Tao, do you see anything?"

No one answered, and many shook their heads.

Zhu Weirui glanced in the direction of Zhao Rong, only to see that he was holding his head and looking at the table in a daze, ignoring her.

Zhu Weirui bit her lip, but quickly withdrew her gaze and said with a smile: "Did Mr. Si take you to listen to the sound silently in the last class, then this class is just right, we don't listen to the sound, only watch the waves, this forest sea, the waves of desecration, Mr. I saw the gesture." ”

She paused, let everyone digest it, and continued: "In today's class, I will talk about gestures first. Gesture is the principle of using the pen, the basis of the knot, refers to the attitude and momentum of calligraphy......"

As she spoke, Zhu Weirui borrowed this river view and forest scene to talk about the basic gestures of calligraphy in simple terms, most of which were some of the experiences she had summed up.

The crowd listened with relish......

Offstage.

Fan Yushu glanced at Zhao Rong and said strangely: "Ziyu, didn't you ask for leave, why did you come back again? Mr. Zhu knows you?"

Zhao Rong was slowly placing the paper, ink, pen and inkstone, and when he heard the words, especially the last sentence, he stopped moving, and then turned his head and said sincerely:

"The thought of leaving Yushu here alone, my conscience hurts, and when I go halfway, I can't stand the pain, so I come back to accompany you. ”

Fan Yushu was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed, "I didn't expect Ziyu to have such a thing as a conscience, I was wrong to blame Ziyu before, sorry, sorry." ”

Speaking of this, his expression changed, his eyes were blazing and he looked at Zhao Rong, and said, "Then Ziyu, next time Xiu Muri's brother and sister come to you again, can you take your brother out to hide for half a day?"

"No, I can't. Zhao Rong blinked, and said neatly.

Fan Yushu's expression was closed, he straightened his head with a straight face, no longer bothered with the good brother who betrayed his teammates at this critical moment, and began to listen carefully to Zhu Weirui's lecture.

Seeing this, Zhao Rong glanced at him a few times, and was surprised, "Hey, you really listen to the class? This is not like you." ”

"Why is this not like me? Where is it not like me? What am I like in your eyes? Brother Ziyu don't disturb my study, I am different from you. ”

Fan Yushu is serious, and he looks like he wants to draw a clear line and change his life from now on.

Zhao Rong sighed with emotion, and then felt idle and bored, what the female gentleman said was a little interesting, but this was for beginners, and he really couldn't listen to it, Zhao Rong felt that this class had to do something meaningful.

He looked at Fan Yushu's side face and said seriously: "Brother Yushu, let's chat, you tell me about Duyou City." ”

Fan Yushu listened to the lecture carefully, ignoring this bastard, not wanting to do meaningful things with him.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth and was about to say more, but seeing that many students around him had frowned, his mouth was closed, and he also noticed that something was wrong, smiled apologetically, and stopped speaking.

The surrounding students shook their heads and stopped looking at him.

During the lecture, Zhu Weirui glanced in a certain direction from time to time, only to see that after listening to someone for a while, it seemed that he was wandering again, and his mind was not on it.

However, she was not annoyed, but at a certain moment, her eyes lit up slightly.

The sun gradually rose in the morning, and soon, Zhu Weirui's teaching came to an end, she looked at the audience and suddenly said:

"Today's gesture is here first, you rest for a while, by the way, we follow the old rules, to a classroom assessment, very simple, a stick of incense time, you hand in a pair of the most satisfactory ink treasure, give me correction, choose a best written. ”

Many students raised their heads when they heard this, and their eyes lit up.

Zhu Weirui smiled, "I know that you are coveting this famous lottery again, but it's okay, this lottery is guaranteed that you like it." ”

With that, she took out a small emerald green bamboo tube from her sleeve and gently rested it on the desk.

Zhu Weirui was quiet for a moment, looked around, and noticed the curious glances cast by the students of the Frank Hall, including Zhao Rong who looked up.

She nodded in her heart and smiled: "This bamboo tube is filled with well water from Zhengguanjing, and I happened to get some recently, how about making this color head?"

Before Zhu Weirui's words were finished, a sound of surprise suddenly sounded above the clearing.