It has been several days since Zhao Rong took the first calligraphy class, and this is the third class.

The students of Shuxing Hall felt that if nothing unexpected happened, including this class, including the three calligraphy classes, except for the first time when Zhao Rong was asked by several students and gave a few simple instructions, he took them to "stroll around" in Linlu Academy at the same time.

It is called happy education.

How do you be happy with you?

Many students were angry.

Moreover, after Zhao Rong took everyone around for a class, he would not know a lot of homework before get out of class. He was nothing more than copying some of the characters he chose and the scale of his homework... To be honest, it was a bit cruel. He deserved to be an "old student". He knew how to squeeze out everyone's spare time. However, Mr. Zhao was born with the same roots, why not be too anxious to fight each other?

The atmosphere of Mochi Academy is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Some art classes do not even have homework. They mainly make full use of the time in the lecture hall to conduct heuristic teaching. As for the students after class, they rely on spontaneous study and research. Although they are relaxed, they have great freedom. Most of those who can pass the assessment and enter Linlu Academy have good self-control, but they work hard and serious after class. After all, there are two things that are "senior" and "mid-monthly exam" that are motivating forward.

However, if a Zhao Rong suddenly appears like this, he will take you around during class and say nothing. After class, he will try his best to arrange his homework. Most of the students will have to copy the copybooks over and over again, and also force them to submit them for inspection. Are you angry?

Anyway, the students of Luoxing Hall felt that some uncles could tolerate it, but aunts couldn’t bear it...

Happy education, right? I think you are happy teaching and take the lead in paddling.

Some students looked angry.

Wancong

At this moment, in the valley of Wucong, the autumn sun was just right, and the clear sound was still there.

‘Mr. Zhao’ and his students were staring at each other with a silence for a moment, and no one spoke. The latter was probably choked by Zhao Rong’s words not long ago.

Zhao Rong looked around the students of Luoxingtang, including Yu Huaijin and Fan Yushu, and his eyes remained on some students' faces for a while, and looked around.

He curled his lips slightly.

It feels like the first class a few days ago that the effect of using Yu Huaijin, an old senior whom they respected, was not enough to establish his authority.

A few days later, there were signs of doubt about attacking?

Is it Yu Huaijin, the senior of Luxing Hall, who is not as afraid as Zhao Rong imagined by Luxing Hall students. The effect of establishing authority is not good, or is it a seed called "prejudice" that was buried deep in the hearts of his classmates and students from the beginning, and has taken root and sprouted?

Zhao Rong didn't know.

Neither want to know.

Just be patient and you're done.

At this moment, in the silence of the audience, Zhao Rong suddenly nodded, lowered his eyes and patted the sleeves of his hands, and said without raising his eyes: "Old rules, everyone can move freely, don't disturb those senior brothers and sisters to study."

After saying that, he put his hands on his back and walked towards the Xinglin Pavilion by the water.

Everyone was silent, no movement.

"Mr. Zhao."

At this moment, someone was the first to speak, not as expected by a certain Mr. Zhao.

Zhao Rong ignored him and continued to move forward.

"Mr. Zhao, please stay, the students are not convinced!"

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, paused, looked sideways and looked at him. The figure of a feminine student who made a sound broke into the afterglow.

He nodded secretly.

It’s your fault, Peiliang. You have never let me down in the matter of disappointing me.

"Students are not convinced."

At this moment, Wu Peiliang walked out slowly, his tone was serious. In the eyes of everyone, he pursed his lips and frowned, his chest raised his head, his steps were quite awe-inspiring and unafraid of tyranny, and mixed with some generous dedication to death. His loyalty shone in history. I fell down, but there were still thousands of resoluteness behind him.

Zhao Rong looked at Wu Peiliang with appreciation.

When it comes to the limelight, you are the one who is the best brother Peiliang. You are the most active. Every time you rush to come, and you are getting more and more courageous. It's not bad.

He sighed slightly, and felt something like "What kind of virtue can I teach him?"

Wu Peiliang's expression was solemn and his voice was deep.

"Mr. Zhao, I don't mean to offend you. I just want to tell the truth. Although it is the biggest in the classroom, the old priest of the school has also said that the teacher does not necessarily mean that there is a whole right. If there is a mistake, we students should not be afraid of authoritative prompt corrections and promote each other, rather than just obeying the rules."

He paused.

When Zhao Rong heard this, he didn't say anything. He glanced at Wu Peiliang, who was carrying forward the fine traditions of Mochi Academy in front of him, and nodded.

Seeing this, Wu Peiliang sneered in his heart. He raised his chin slightly, looked at Zhao Rong, looked around at his classmates, and continued to say aloud:

"Of course, we are all scholars, we need to reason. If we spread everything, Mr. Zhao will take us around in every class, and you should also ask your own principles. You might as well talk about it and let everyone listen, instead of just saying it, and keeping everyone alone, letting us follow us without any brains."

As soon as the words came to an end, the students of Luxingtang looked at me and I looked at you, and then many people immediately supported each other in the crowd.

Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and turned his eyes to see the voices in the crowd disappeared, but the students' expressions could still show some resentment. He suddenly went to see Yu Huaijin, but she still looked the same way, standing quietly beside her with her hands down. Zhao Rong knew that unless he did something that ignored the rules of the academy and the ethics of the Changgang, the senior Yu would obey the rules in class.

Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes and did not go to see Wu Peiliang, but looked at the students of Luxing Hall, but finally spoke out.

"When I went out in the first class, I had already told me the reason, and now I will talk about the second and last time."

He whispered:

"Studying calligraphy, one must first be ‘technology’, that is, study hard and practice hard; the other must be ‘understanding’, that is, receive inspiration from all nature. Let you go back to copy excellent copybooks, which is engineering. Now in the classroom, I personally take you to travel around the mountains and rivers, and only seek the word "understanding" after reading thousands of sails. In short, the boring and hard practice of calligraphy, horizontal, vertical, dots, and strokes, and the little bit of spiritual resonance when you look back, are indispensable. The former is bones, flesh and blood, and the latter is energy, spirit, so that the characters can live, otherwise it will be useless if you lose one. This is the right way to calligraphy."

Zhao Rong glanced at the silent people and shook his head.

"Hey, I didn't even explain the few classes in the next door to the Justice Hall, but I didn't see many opinions from the Justice Hall students. They followed them obediently. Some students in the Justice Hall took the initiative to recommend interesting places to me, such as this Wucong Valley, but when we arrived at our Shuxing Hall..."

He paused and still didn't say anything. After all, Zhao Rong used to hate 'other people's children', but now... it's so delicious.

"In fact, it's just like Mr. Si telling us to listen quietly to the great beauty of heaven and earth. It's a very simple truth. Why can't other gentlemen do it? Is it because you have any opinions about me?"

The field suddenly became quiet. Many students didn't care when they heard this, but no one dared to look at Zhao Rong.

Wu Peiliang frowned slightly. Mr. Leyi and the gentlemen of painting art took everyone out for study tours. Is that because of the art teachings, you, a writer, have to go out to collect folk songs?

Calligraphy has not even had a shadow, so can it be understood by heaven and earth? Then don’t learn from others. If you don’t draw a tiger, you will become a dog.

He suddenly smiled, took a step forward, and said sincerely: "We all know the principles of 'engineering' and 'understanding' that Mr. Zhao said. It's just that the mid-month test is about to be imminent. What we need most now is the teacher's unique secret recipe for writing and writing ink. Please do not hide your own ideas and give me more advice."

Zhao Rong raised his eyelids slightly, feeling that he had been wasting his words just now. He agreed to just be a body, but because he was a student in the same class, he couldn't help but talk a little too much...

When Wu Peiliang saw Zhao Rong just watching him not speak, he was quite satisfied. He must have been stunned and speechless. He shook his head in his heart and looked at Zhao Rong. Then teach something useful quickly. Don’t make excuses for being lazy in class, or do you not teach at all?

Everyone looked at ‘Mr. Zhao’.

Zhao Rong turned to look at Wu Peiliang. He thought for a while and suddenly said, "Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Wu Peiliang: “…………”

He took a deep breath, then smiled and bowed: "I dare not, sir, please do not turn the topic aside, and promise Peiliang and all the classmates not to hide their own private matters."

A group of dissatisfied students from Ruxing Hall stared at ‘Mr. Zhao’.

Zhao Rong nodded, said nothing, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Huaijin who had been silent.

The field became quiet.

Seeing this, everyone also looked at it together.

Yu Huaijin stood quietly for a while, suddenly moved, and slowly stretched out his hands from his sleeves, and took out a... a ring ruler, a thick and long ring ruler, the old-fashioned woman held it in her hand, looking at Wu Peiliang with a stern face.
Chapter completed!