si-mexico Chapter 308: Teach Her Calligraphy
Chapter 308: Teach Her Calligraphy
In fact, she tasted so good that Luo Junhe was afraid he would lose control and didn't dare to kiss her too much.
Ji Yuntang's eyes narrowed and he stood up angrily, "Did you do this on purpose?"
She felt embarrassed and angry, and she wanted to hug Luo Junhe's arm and bite it.
It was clearly him who took the initiative to kiss her, but now he was satisfied and didn't care about her anymore.
Luo Junhe felt that he was very wronged, but he was not satisfied at all.
However, he still knows how to prioritize, and calligraphy is obviously more important now.
"If Atang is angry, just bite me twice!" Luo Junhe took the initiative to pull up his sleeves and stretched out his arms.
Anyway, there were still teeth marks from her on his arm, so two more wouldn't be too many.
Ji Yuntang: "..."
She said unhappily: "I'm not angry."
Seeing Luo Junhe like this, she was not angry anymore!
This man knows how to control her.
The blush on Ji Yuntang's face faded away and his eyes swept around.
"Where do I sit?"
Luo Junhe raised his narrow peach blossom eyes slightly, and said in a faint voice: "If you can't sit on the chair, you can only sit on my lap."
Ji Yuntang: "..."
She took a look and felt that he was right.
He cannot stand up and is currently sitting in a wheelchair.
The wheelchair is only big enough to accommodate one person.
Practicing calligraphy requires a calm mind, and the posture of holding the pen and the essentials of writing are both essential.
It's not realistic for her to write while standing.
Not to mention that she has to stand for a long time, even if he sits to teach and she stands to write, she may not be able to write well.
Therefore, if she wanted Luo Junhe to teach her calligraphy, the only way was to sit on his lap.
After Ji Yuntang understood this, he didn't act pretentiously and just sat on his lap.
Anyway, the tuition has been paid, so I can't not practice my calligraphy, right?
Ji Yuntang was so calm and composed, which made Luo Junhe suffer.
He felt like he was shooting himself in the foot.
She sat on his legs, her back pressed against his chest, and the fragrance of her body went straight into his nostrils.
Luo Junhe only felt a ball of fire in his body, burning and spreading throughout his body, stirring up a warm current.
He clenched his knuckles and closed his eyes, blocking out the heat that was surging in his eyes.
When he opened his eyes again, the fire in Luo Junhe's eyes had been suppressed.
"Atang, let's start practicing with this "Ode to Jiangnan"!"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he was startled because his voice was so hoarse.
Ji Yuntang knew the reason, she narrowed her beautiful eyes cunningly and poured him a glass of water considerately.
"Teacher Luo, drink some water. Your throat is dry."
Luo Junhe: "..."
The fire in his body that he had suppressed with great difficulty almost burst out again.
Luo Junhe drank three large cups of warm water in a row before he regained his composure.
He patted Ji Yuntang's waist and uttered a serious word through his thin lips.
"Students should behave like students. Sit up straight. How can you twist and turn around?"
Ji Yuntang: "..."
Ji Yuntang: "!!!"
She almost bit her tongue while drinking the water.
I swear to God, she didn't move around. She just couldn't reach the teapot when pouring water, so her body twisted a little, but she didn't twist around at all.
Ji Yuntang glared at Luo Junhe coquettishly, turned around, straightened her back, and picked up the brush.
Just as she was about to write, a slender and well-proportioned hand reached out from behind and wrapped around her hand holding the brush.
Ji Yuntang's eyes wandered over the man's fingers, and she could clearly feel the warmth from his fingertips.
Because he had been holding weapons for many years, there was a layer of rough calluses on the palms of his hands, which made the backs of her hands itchy.
Ji Yuntang couldn't help but start following Luo Junhe's movements and writing on the paper.
Wherever the pen passed, large, flowing characters emerged one after another, vigorous and powerful.
He picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and while writing he told her the key points of writing, and Ji Yuntang took notes carefully.
She is very smart. Basically, after Luo Junhe teaches her once, she can remember everything and reproduce it perfectly.
Compared with Luo Junhe's, Ji Yuntang's handwriting is less majestic but more elegant and graceful.
Luo Junhe couldn't help but praise after seeing it: "Atang's handwriting is graceful and lively. It is the most beautiful handwriting of any woman I have ever seen."
This statement is not an exaggeration, but the truth.
Luo Junhe had read many books, many of which were copied by women, but none of them could compare to Ji Yuntang's handwriting.
Now he finally understood why teachers liked students who were smart and had strong comprehension abilities!
You can learn it in one go without having to put in any effort. Who wouldn’t like this?
Ji Yuntang blinked, touched Luo Junhe's face, and said in a teasing voice:
"Your Highness the Night King has made a fortune by marrying such an outstanding woman like me!"
Luo Junhe: "..."
He admitted that he had made a fortune by marrying her!
But why does she look so proud?
Luo Junhe felt that he should not let her be so proud, otherwise with her personality, she would definitely attract hatred.
In the dim candlelight, the man's eyes were as deep as the sea, and he said silently:
"Atang, do you know that the calligraphy competition of Canglang Poetry Talk is not just about who writes better, but... who writes the best article."
"Calligraphy accounts for only 30 points, while essays account for a full 70 points. Only if the essays are of high quality can calligraphy stand out among all the students."
"To put it bluntly, calligraphy only serves the purpose of aesthetics."
Ji Yuntang: "..."
Ji Yuntang: "!!!"
She widened her eyes and exclaimed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I thought you knew it." Luo Junhe said innocently.
"The calligraphy competition of Canglang Poetry Talk actually corresponds to the questions in the Spring Examination. Questions are set in the form of hypothetical questions, and students are required to answer them."
“It mainly tests students’ talent and writing ability, as well as their personal understanding of political and historical theories.”
"Speaking of which, the calligraphy test should be the most difficult of the five items."
Ji Yuntang: "!!!"
Who would have thought that what was thought to be the simplest calligraphy test actually contained so much knowledge?
Ji Yuntang was glad that he had asked Luo Junhe in advance.
For the next three days, she was either practicing calligraphy or reading in her room.
I also did all the questions from previous years' exams.
This made Ji Yuntang relive the feeling of doing exercises for the postgraduate entrance examination.
During this period, Ji Yuntang wanted to use his own method to retaliate against Ji Qingqing and help her sign up.
However, he was informed by the registration officer of Qingyun Hall that the quota of three women participating in the Canglang Poetry Talk was full and no one else could register.
Ji Yuntang had no choice but to give up!
Although she was not sure whether Ji Qingqing did it, she felt that she was closely related.
Time flies, three days passed in a flash, and soon the day of the Canglang Poetry Competition arrived.