At 8 o'clock this morning, Su Yumian went out.

In the past month, there are only two reasons that forced her to go out so early: work and Yidao. Today, both of them occupy.

Today, the calligraphy documentary was about to record the Yijie part, and Director Guan called Su Yumian and the group. Although she was unhappy, she still went out.

As a new woman in the 21st century, between the person she likes and sleeps in, of course she has to choose to sleep in.

After complaining with Lin Mingming in a heart-wrenching manner, Lin Mingming asked in confusion: "Then why do you still have to get up early and go out? Isn't it enough to fall asleep at home?"

Su Yumian was silent for a while and said, "Because I will be deducted if I don't go, my salary will be deducted, and what makes me surrender is money."

Ms. Su Yumian, who surrendered to money, rushed to B University Academy before nine o'clock. When she came here for the second time, she found the classroom where Yijie was taught in class with ease.

The crew has set up a camera inside. The first principle of the documentary is reality. In order to truly reflect Yijie's selfless spirit of watering small flowers in the field of calligraphy, Guoshi specially greeted B. The crew can go to the classroom to follow the filming throughout the whole process.

The school has also reminded students that it is normal for classes. Don’t be too curious about the camera, and don’t be posing in front of the camera. The students at B University are of high quality and no one looks at the camera. Although it is morning class, students will come to the classroom one after another half an hour before class, and each has laid out rice paper, pen and ink, in an orderly manner.

Yidao has arrived, and he prepares before class on the podium. He still dresses casually. Unlike other traditional culture old professors who like to wear Tang Dynasty clothes and gowns, his understanding of Chinese studies is engraved into his bones and not in the form of external or formality.

Su Yumian slipped into the classroom, ran to the last row, and found an open space between the cameras to stand. After saying hello to the director, she looked up at the podium.

Yidao also happened to be here to watch it.

The last time we met was on the day Su Yumian hid in the women's bathroom. She was in extremely poor condition and did not say hello to him. She was hiding as if she was hiding an enemy. In the past few days, Yi Liao called and sent a message, but she didn't answer it because she didn't know how to explain.

It was a bit embarrassing to meet today.

Su Yumian touched his earlobe with guilt and smiled at him as if he was flattering.

Yi Liao lowered his head, picked up the phone and pressed it for a while, then put it down and looked at her again.

Su Yumian's cell phone "ding" reminded: Don't leave after class.

This is like a fight on the rooftop after class.

Su Yumian finally understood the subtext contained in Yidao's smile-like expression: You can wait for Xiaoyi!

Ten minutes before class, a boy hurried into the classroom and slid straight towards the third-to-last seat. As soon as he put down his schoolbag, he saw Su Yumian and said loudly: "Hello, Master's wife!"

His voice was so thunderous that the whole class looked back in surprise when he heard the sound.

Su Yumian almost staggered and swept around and found that she was the only woman in the row. She pointed to her nose and asked in search, "Classmate, are you calling me?"

"Yes! I didn't expect to see my master's wife again. Her master's wife looks so pretty, like a little fairy."

Su Yumian looked at the boy blankly and suddenly felt that the boy looked familiar. She recalled, wasn’t this the boy she saw in Yidao’s office last time when she came to B-U?!

The classmate next to him pulled the corner of the boy's clothes and asked, "What's the situation?"

The boy said: "As far as I said before, the beauty who was invited into the office by Teacher Yi."

As soon as he finished speaking, the light of gossip flashed in the eyes of the whole class.

Even the guide was put down the machine and looked over curiously.

Su Yumian's mouth twitched: "Classmate, you misunderstood. I'm not your teacher's wife."

"Ah?" the boy slapped his head and said annoyedly, "Really? Why do I feel like... my sixth sense has always been very accurate."

Su Yumian said politely: "My name is Su Yumian. I am a lyricist at Chuangyi. I am responsible for the copywriting part of this documentary. I would like to ask all students to cooperate with the filming today."

"Your name is Su Yumian?" The boy's eyes suddenly widened again.

Other students in the classroom interrupted: "Is it the 'sleeping of rain' for painting a boat and listening to rain'?"

Su Yumian nodded, and the class immediately became uproar.

"Wow!"

"I'll just say..."

"Teacher Yi hasn't chased him yet."

The discussions were heard one after another, and I couldn't hear them clearly. When Su Yumian was still confused, Yi Liao patted the table, tightened his chin, pressed his mouth, and said without changing his face: "Are you very idle?"

The classroom became quiet for a moment.

"Come all the qualifications of calligraphers before the Qing Dynasty?"

The students suddenly became depressed. The students who came in quickly put on their pens and ink to reduce their presence so as not to become the target of Teacher Yi’s “inflame”.

At about nine o'clock, Yi Liao turned the beads on his wrist, and his whole body exuded an unquestionable aura: "Start class."

This is the first time Su Yumian has heard his lecture.

Yidao's voice is soft and low, but it also has the clarity of a young man. He doesn't seem to be afraid of students being distracted, and his pronunciation is never sluggish, and he always tells it in a casual manner. This class is about the combination of Chinese studies and aesthetics. Even if the content is a bit confusing, he is not anxious or slow, as if he is telling a story. It sounds like a moon in a lake. He wants to pick it up, but he can't catch it. He can only watch the moon shadows shatter and gather together in a perfect way.

In order to give students room for thinking and buffering, he paused after each passage, and the last syllable dissipated in the air in a low and slowly.

Su Yumian quickly took notes to perfect the narration part of the documentary. She hadn't returned to class for a long time, and this pure feeling made her miss it.

A thought flashed through her mind: If Yi Lao was her class teacher seven years ago, many things would have never happened.

Unfortunately he wasn't, he was just the only reason to push her into the vortex.

Su Yumian thought of four words: Beauty is in trouble.

Her subordinates used their strength and wrote "Yijie is a disaster!!" in their notebook with resentment, and then they missed the word "scared" and wrote "bastard" below. Then they let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

The first half of this class Yi Liao is theoretical knowledge, and the second half is practice. He writes on paper while explaining, and then uses a projector to release the turn of his pen tip.

He wrote regular script today because students now have to lay the foundation from regular script. Regular script is horizontal and vertical, upright, and best reflects the character of a person.

He turned his wrist gently and wrote the first line of "Poems to Fan Ye" in a thick ink, "I met the postman with a broken flower and sent it to the people in Longtou."

The camera in front of the classroom recorded all his expression and movements when he was writing.

Director Guan is very satisfied with today's shooting results. After class, he proposed to add a part of the speech that Yichao single person said.

Yilan talked about his own opinions on the young people's learning calligraphy. Over the years, he has been spared no effort to participate in calligraphy publicity. He does not like commercial consumption, but he is willing to use his fame and even his appearance to drive the younger generation to understand and learn calligraphy.

Yi Liao said: "This is a Chinese study, and it deserves to be better passed down."

Su Yumian vaguely understood the significance of Guoshi's filming this documentary. Even if there are not many viewers in the documentary, "calligraphy" is worthy of permanent recording. As a national treasure that has been passed down for thousands of years, many of the principles and qualities cannot be understood so quickly by an outsider like her, but she knew that Yi Lan and his fellow friends were doing something very meaningful.

After the filming, Yi Liao sent Su Yumian home. When he walked to the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, he happened to run into the group of students in the classroom just now.

The boy who called her "Master's wife" stood in front and showed an unexpected look: "What did I say just now? Either the master's wife or the expected master's wife."

Su Yumian was a little embarrassed and pulled the hem of her skirt with her fingertips.

Yi Liao looked at the boy expressionlessly: "Li Mingyu, do you want to go to my office for tea?"

"Okay, no, my child speaks nothing, Teacher Yi let me go." The boy shrank his neck and blinked at Su Yumian like begging for mercy, "Beautiful sister, is Teacher Yi so strict in normal times?"

Su Yumian glanced at Yi Hang, who had no expression on his face and said seriously: "It's so stern. Of course he is strict. Not only is he strict, but the standards are also very high. The homework he assigned should be difficult to do, right? But you can't say good things and plead for mercy. He is a man who doesn't have enough energy and doesn't understand the charm."

Li Mingyu seemed to have discovered a soulmate and nodded wildly.

Yizhan paused for a moment, frowned and asked, "Don't understand the charm?"

Su Yumian was stunned: "Isn't it?"

Li Mingyu and others burst into laughter.

Yi Liao glared at them and pushed Su Yumian into the car with a dark face. Several boys were still behind and cheered without fear of death: "Teacher Yi, come on!"

Easy Chat:...

Su Yumian was in a good mood, but Yi Dao's face became darker and darker, and he said, "Are you in good health?"

"Ah? What?"

"Last time I saw you, you seemed to feel uncomfortable, and I didn't have time to ask you."

Su Yumian immediately reacted and blurted out: "Ah...yes, I had dysmenorrhea at that time."

"real?"

“It’s true.”

Yi Liao looked back at her: "Is it okay now?"

"Nonsense... Is it going to die if I hurt for so many days?"

Su Yumian looked very calm and didn't look like he was lying at all.

Yi Lan fell into deep thought. The phone call that Jiang Wenyu later made him toss and turn for several days.

Jiang Wenyu only said that someone spread rumors that affected the work of a colleague in Group A, but did not mention who it specifically affected. However, based on his situation that day, he intuition told him that the person was Su Yumian.

However, Su Yumian now told him that she was just dysmenorrhea at that time?

Yi Liao's eyes were in a state of uncertainty. The car parked under the red light and took a blanket from the back seat: "Put it, don't catch a cold." He also turned on the heating.

The blanket is coral velvet, and the heating is blowing on her. Su Yumian wrapped herself in the blanket awkwardly, and even blamed her if she was not wrapped tightly.

In fact, within a few minutes, Su Yumian, who was not during her menstruation, became sweaty and twisted around the blanket uncomfortable, but could not say anything.

"Is it still cold?" Yi Zao asked.

"It's not cold or cold, very... warm." It's not just warm.

"There is hot water in the cup, you can drink it if you don't mind."
To be continued...