"What, my cousin has to take care of it too. Should I keep it for myself?"

Huang Zhiruo said half-jokingly.

"It's just for yourself!"

Yang Kaiwen hugged Bai Zhou's neck, raised an eyebrow at Huang Zhiqing, and then suddenly shouted: "Ah, it's over, my class is about to start. Zhiruo, Xiaobai will be handed over to you. Don't do it randomly!"

As he said that, he ran away.

Bai Zhou looked confused. What's the situation?

He once saw it online that girls are even more dirty than boys, especially in girls' dormitories, where the content they chatted was simply unsightly.

I used to think it was a bit too exaggerated, but now it seems that it is true?

When Yang Kaiwen was alone, it was normal. When she suddenly saw her friend, she started to get two.

After Yang Kaiwen left, Huang Zhiruo did not joke with Bai Zhou anymore.

So if a woman is an angel, and a group of women is a demon?

"I heard from Wenwen that you just finished the college entrance examination?"

"Well, I'm going to college now, so I'm coming out to see the experience and want to see the university class or something!" Bai Zhou was still very reserved and answered obediently when facing his elder sister!

Of course, in fact, he is in his personality when facing strangers. After all, he has not yet left society and is three or four years apart from Huang Zhiruo and the others.

"Are you interested in going to class with me?"

Attend class?

Bai Zhou was a little surprised: "I...can I?"

"certainly!"

Huang Zhiruo actually thinks Bai Zhou is quite interesting. In this society, it is rare to see boys blushing. It is also a happy thing to tease Bai Zhou.

Huang Zhiruo’s lessons are actually not important knowledge, but calligraphy!

After she graduated, she was probably a teacher, and the teacher had rigid requirements for writing pens, calligraphy, and writing on the blackboard.

Among them, she has achieved excellent performance in fountain pen calligraphy and blackboard calligraphy, but the brush calligraphy is now a pain point for her.

Teacher Wang once said that the so-called brush calligraphy has a quick way, which means that a person's brush calligraphy can achieve the effect of becoming a person in a short period of time, but that's all. Calligraphy emphasizes diligent learning and practice and inheritance.

If you want to take a path that belongs to you and eventually become a master, you must first complete the path of your predecessors.

But what Huang Zhiruo wants is not to become a master!

Although they are all schools, the feeling of universities is completely different from high school. They used to wander around the campus and playground, but now when they enter the teaching building, Bai Zhou feels indescribable surging feeling.

Following Huang Zhiruo closely, Bai Zhou was like a child who had just arrived in the world, full of freshness everywhere, especially when he stood down in the teaching building and looked down, almost all of his eyes were students.

"China Normal University is so big!"

"Of course, Huayu Normal University is one of the oldest institutions in China. It has been expanded later. To a certain extent, Huayu Normal University should be the most talented place in the Shanghai Stock Exchange!"

Bai Zhou was very envious, but he was about to go to college and had a bright future waiting for him.

When they entered the classroom, there were already students sitting in it, and Huang Zhiruo took Bai Zhou to sit at the back.

College classes are generally not full, especially calligraphy, which is just a small major that students need to learn, but in a classroom, they still sit for 70 to 80%.

A girl sat beside Huang Zhiruo, and the two whispered each other. The girl looked at Bai Zhou, and Huang Zhiruo said something to the girl's ear again.

Bai Zhou guessed that he should have introduced him, but Huang Zhiruo did not introduce the girl to Bai Zhou.

After a while, an old man with glasses and gray hair came in. There was also a classmate who put the pen, ink, paper and ink on the table and quickly found a seat to sit down.

At this time, other students also spread out the paper and took out the pen, ink and ink that had been prepared long ago.

Bai Zhou looked around and looked stunned, so what exactly did he do in this calligraphy class? Are you looking for awkward?

The old man just said a few words and asked everyone to copy it by themselves. Bai Zhou was useless and looked at Huang Zhiruo beside him writing.

only……

Unbearable!

If he had not had the title of Master of Calligraphy, he might not have seen so many flaws, but now he is on the head of Master of Calligraphy. He has great attainments in calligraphy. You can see at a glance that Huang Zhiruo is powerless in writing and has no spirit in his writing, but he can only pretend.

"That classmate... why don't you write?"

The old man suddenly lit up, Bai Zhou was stunned, and looked up and met the old man's gaze. At this time, many classmates also looked at Bai Zhou, and even Huang Zhiruo, who was writing, was alarmed.

Huang Zhiruo thought to herself, but it was normal for a student to come in to listen to the class, but Bai Zhou didn't take anything.

"That... I'm not a normal university student!"

"You are not a normal university student? Then what are you doing?"

Bai Zhou's brain was running quickly and said anxiously: "I am also a calligraphy enthusiast. I heard from my sister that there is an old man in the school who writes well, so I want to learn and learn!"

Bai Zhou looked harmless and said sincerely. The old man laughed: "Okay, young people are still interested in calligraphy now, which is great! Then tell me, why do you want to learn calligraphy?"

Why do you want to learn calligraphy?

Bai Zhou smiled bitterly in his heart. I just said casually, just trying to expose it. Why are you always so serious?

Bai Zhou racked his brains and two words popped up: "Healing Qi!"

Wang Huaigu was stunned, held his glasses, and a hint of surprise flashed under his eyes. He nodded for a while: "Okay, sit down and watch!"

After saying that, he said, "Everyone stop first!"

"Teacher Wang is going to write?" Huang Zhiruo quickly put down her pen, with joy on her face. There are not many opportunities to observe Teacher Wang's writing in class.

Soon, the old man waved his pen and wrote two poems on rice paper.

Wang Huaigu is also a person who can keep up with the times. He writes good handwriting and gives it to the person he loves. This should be very attractive to young people and can make the younger generation fall in love with calligraphy.

So when he was writing in class, he liked to write some love poems and finally gave them to his students.

And this time, he had figured out who to give to.

"What's your name, kid?"

"White Boat!"

After a while, Wang Huaigu stamped a private seal: "Let's give this word to the children!"

Wow!

In class, students looked at Bai Zhou in unison, each with curiosity and resentment.

Bai Zhou was also stunned. He never expected that Wang Huaigu would give him a dew of words. However, he quickly reacted and thanked him.

Of course, I didn’t take the word away now. I must wait until the get out of class is over. After Bai Zhou sat down, Huang Zhiruo poked him next to him.
Chapter completed!