Yu Wen’s shout was like a heavy punch from the sky, knocking Shan Kaiquan back into the real world.
He then realized that he had just fallen into a fantasy.
Shan Kaiquan smiled awkwardly and looked around. Fortunately, Bai Yuxia went to the calligraphy class and didn't notice him, otherwise he would have been embarrassed.
In order to ease his mood, he ran to the back row: "Brother Nan, let's go to calligraphy class."
"You finally figured it out."
The image that Shan Kaiquan has of himself in his mind is that of a young calligraphy genius.
Once he has a goal he wants to achieve, he has a direction to strive for.
"Hurry up, hurry up." Guo Kunnan said, then picked up his phone and looked at the chat box, which was full of his monologue.
He sent many messages, but Xu Yan didn't reply to any of them.
Guo Kunnan comforted himself: "It must be because Director Wang checked the phone that scared Xu Yan, causing her to not dare to bring her phone with her."
'Damn it, it's all Director Wang's fault!'
Thinking about it this way, Guo Kunnan felt much better. He sent a message while walking: "I have taken a calligraphy class. I am also a cultured person who has practiced calligraphy."
Building 4, third floor.
The classroom was brightly lit. When I stepped inside, I felt that it was much more spacious than an ordinary classroom, and my body and mind seemed to expand as well.
Shan Kaiquan scanned the classroom and found that most of the faces were unfamiliar.
This calligraphy class was open to the entire first grade of high school, so there were a lot of students participating. With only a few minutes left before class, a large classroom was almost full.
He had sharp eyes and quickly found Bai Yuxia's location.
Guo Kunnan was also very sharp-eyed and he found Xu Yan from Class 11.
"Brother Quan, where are you sitting?" Guo Kunnan asked.
Shan Kaiquan wanted to find Bai Yuxia, but he didn't know what identity he should adopt. His pride did not allow him to humble himself. If he was so brilliant, she would still be able to see him even in a corner.
So Shan Kaiquan decisively joined Wang Longlong and Ma Shicheng.
On the south side of the classroom, next to the window.
Chen Siyu and Chen Siqing sit at the same table, while Bai Yuxia sits at the same table with Jiang Ning.
The people around me were all from other classes and we didn’t know each other.
"Classmate, is there anyone here?" A girl pointed at the empty seat next to Jiang Ning.
"Someone."
"Um, okay." The girl was a little disappointed and turned away.
There was a hint of confusion in Bai Yuxia's eyes. They were all present, so why did Jiang Ning still say that there were people there
While she was thinking, a small figure appeared at the door of the noisy classroom.
Chen Siyu asked curiously: "Tongtong, didn't you say you couldn't come?"
Xue Yuantong: "Jiang Ning is here."
The large and noisy classroom had students constantly coming in.
Cao Kun from Class 5 came into the classroom, scanned the room, and walked around. He said:
"Ziyun, let's sit here."
A good-looking girl in a skirt looked at Jiang Ning for a second and recognized him as the student who won many medals in the sports meet.
With the arrival of Chinese teacher Dai Yongquan, the classroom gradually became quiet.
Many students are quite curious as it is their first calligraphy class in their lives.
Dai Yongquan brought a young teacher and distributed paper and ink to everyone, all free of charge.
Jiang Ning looked at the scene quietly. He remembered that he didn't have such benefit in high school.
It seems that Shao Shuangshuang's donation has worked, and No. 4 Middle School is now rich.
Shao Shuangshuang's fame attracted many alumni who originally did not plan to attend the school anniversary, such as Lin Han, who works in real estate. The donations received by No. 4 Middle School this time were much higher than before.
However, the Chinese teacher did not waste too much. For example, three people used one bottle of ink.
The table in the large classroom was different from the tables in each class. It had three seats. Jiang Ning, Xue Yuantong, and Bai Yuxia shared a bottle.
Dai Yongquan was standing on the podium, explaining the basics of calligraphy in a stuttering accent, and every stroke was displayed on the projection screen.
After a brief explanation, he asked the students to learn from the very beginning, the horizontal strokes.
Bai Yuxia dipped the brush in ink, picked up the pen and wrote with standard movements. She sat upright with a graceful figure and good looks, attracting the attention of the students around her.
Pretty girls are the center of attention wherever they are, let alone in a large classroom. Many students come here with the intention of having fun, and when they see a pretty girl, of course they will take a second look.
Bai Yuxia wrote her own name. She did have some basic skills. Although her handwriting was a bit artificial, it was really beautiful.
"Xia Xia, that's amazing." Chen Siyu watched.
Not only that, there were also students looking over from across the aisle.
Bai Yuxia was not happy. She said, "I haven't written for a long time. My writing is not good."
Xue Yuantong sat across the seat, dipped the ink and wrote her name, but it was not her name, but Jiang Ning's name.
"Jiang Ning, please write my name quickly." Xue Yuantong urged, as if this was fair.
Jiang Ning held the calligraphy brush and wrote her name.
Bai Yuxia glanced sideways and was slightly startled when she saw the handwriting on the paper.
Some handwriting makes people feel good at first sight.
Jiang Ning's handwriting gave her exactly that feeling.
The font structure is exquisite, as if it were natural and very comfortable.
"Not bad, 90% of my level." Xue Yuantong raised her childish chin. She was slender and petite, and her voice was even weaker, but she had a strong spirit.
The corners of Bai Yuxia's mouth curved up, revealing a shallow dimple.
Sister Chen Siqing was just feeling annoyed that she couldn't write well. When she turned around and saw Jiang Ning's handwriting, she was so shocked that her mouth couldn't close. While she was still writing stroke by stroke, Jiang Ning had already reached the pinnacle.
"Jiang Ning, can you teach me?"
"Teach me how to use a pen."
Bai Yuxia nodded: "Teach me step by step?"
Chen Siqing blushed: "Nonsense."
…
Ma Shicheng regretted coming to the classroom.
It was fine at the beginning, but as the number of students increased, the signal in the classroom became worse. He was halfway through a game when his character got stuck and couldn't move.
Different from Ma Shicheng, Shan Kaiquan turned a deaf ear to the world outside and focused on practicing calligraphy. He vowed to make a name for himself.
In comparison, Guo Kunnan is very impetuous.
He couldn’t see Xu Yan before and didn’t know what it felt like to miss her, but now he understood.
Because Xu Yan came to the calligraphy class, when his sweetheart really appeared in front of him, his defenses were instantly broken. He didn't want to play with his phone or practice calligraphy. He just wanted to look at Xu Yan affectionately from afar, as if she was the most beautiful thing in the world.
His Dao Heart Wheel, which had been undefeated and had experienced countless wind, rain, thunder and lightning, seemed to be sprinkled with colorful colors and fell into the world of vanity.
The world of pleasure and debauchery is fascinating, but he is willing to indulge in it.
Further ahead, Shen Xinli from Class 9 was lonely and helpless.
The fear that was once dominated by Pang Jiao has actually dissipated a lot after many days and nights.
Only when I think of it, I feel disgusted from the bottom of my soul.
Shen Xinli told himself that it was just retribution for the mistakes he made when he was young and frivolous.
Time dilutes everything in the world, heals everything, and those nightmares eventually fade away.
He wanted to retire from society and live a quiet life, reading, studying, and exercising...
Tonight, he heard that calligraphy can calm people's minds and cultivate a peaceful state of mind.
So Shen Xinli gathered Shen Xu and Shi Qianjin to study calligraphy together.
But no matter what, his heart couldn't calm down.
Because 70 centimeters away, a burly woman was gazing at him lovingly, with a crocodile's light flashing in her cow-like eyes.
Shen Xinli wanted to get away from the calligraphy room, but he couldn't move.
He knew that if he moved, the woman would move with him.
His weak body could not withstand such turmoil.
The students around were practicing calligraphy with laughter, but Shen Xinli was the only one sitting there feeling very uneasy. He wished time could go faster, even faster.
Cui Yu was in the back seat, enjoying the scene.
Time passed by minute by minute, and most of the class was gone.
Chinese teacher Dai Yongquan: "I have already taught the basics. Let's write a piece of calligraphy so that I can see the students' foundation."
After hearing this, Shan Kaiquan said, "Finally it's here."
He looked at the handwriting on the paper. He wrote very seriously, and there was obvious improvement compared to the beginning.
Shen Xinli took a deep breath and prepared to write. For the next half class, he planned to remain silent and concentrate on writing calligraphy until the get out of class was over.
Pang Jiao showed a huge smile, like a sunflower blooming red flowers.
She said in a low and cute voice: "Xinli, if you can get praise from the Chinese teacher, I will be your girlfriend."
After she said this, she seemed to have mustered up a lot of courage and quickly buried her huge face in Zhang Yifei.
After hearing this, Cui Yu in the back row immediately put down his pen, patted Meng Gui, and said solemnly:
"Brother Gui, let's just draw a few strokes randomly. We must bring out the level of my brother Chen and fulfill the dream of our class Pang Jiao."
Meng Gui heard this and touched his 10-centimeter hair:
“Respecting other people’s dreams is the greatest virtue in the world.”
The two people's voices were not concealed and could be heard from several meters away. After the students around heard it, some put down their pens, some scribbled words, and everyone united to fulfill Pang Jiao's love.
Shen Xinli heard it clearly.
He glanced at Pang Jiao, who was nearly 200 pounds and looked like a wild boar, and he couldn't stop crying.
Without saying a word, he silently tore up the draft paper with trembling hands, stuffed it into his mouth bite by bite, and actually ate the draft paper.
In this way, he can get rid of Pang Jiao.
Unexpectedly, Pang Jiao grinned, picked up a pen and wrote Shen Xinli's name on the draft paper.
…
After evening self-study, in the boys' dormitory.
Guo Kunnan bought some egg pancakes and grilled sausages for a midnight snack, as well as a bottle of ice cola.
He poured a glass for Shan Kaiquan: "Cheers!"
The sound of clinking glasses could be heard.
Zhang Chi, who lived in the next dormitory, passed by and saw this grand occasion. He wanted to join in, but unfortunately he had no money and could only watch.
A look of indignation flashed across Zhang Chi’s face. He was poor, but he would not always be poor.
"It's almost time, this day will come soon!"
He looked at his phone and saw that it was almost time for the rich woman to come online and it was time to chat with her.
After Guo Kunnan finished eating the biscuit, he and Shan Kaiquan went out to the corner of the corridor.
"Brother Quan, I want to put an end to my youth."
Shan Kaiquan: "What do you mean?"
Guo Kunnan took out his cell phone: "I plan to confess my feelings to Xu Yan."
Shan Kaiquan was confused. Even if he was confessing his feelings, shouldn't he prepare carefully? Why was he so hasty
"Brother Quan, don't look at me like that. Do you think I have no hope?"
"right."
"I just guessed that you would say that, but you don't understand me. Xu Yan and I have really been through a lot together."
Guo Kunnan looked up at the deep night sky. The night was beautiful, and Xu Yan was even more beautiful than the night.
From the beginning when he added Xu Yan, introduced Class 8 to her, shared his daily life with her, then went to the sports meet, and finally when Xu Yan participated in the long-distance race, he went up to the podium and cheered for Xu Yan.
There are so many stories between them.
When he saw Xu Yan in the classroom today, his heart was moved again. He still loved her.
He didn't want the story between the two of them to end here, he wanted to give it another try.
"Brother Quan, are you willing to help me?"
"How to help?" Shan Kaiquan didn't understand.
"You have experience in confessing love, so help me figure out how I can confess so that I have a better chance of winning."
Shan Kaiquan agreed.
In the dormitory, Guo Kunnan typed out the confession letter.
"What?"
Shan Kaiquan took a look and felt that Brother Nan's level was on par with his.
Guo Kunnan then said, "Go find Jiang Ning?"
Shan Kaiquan remembered the bad thing. The last time he confessed to Bai Yuxia, he got the name wrong because he was showing it to Jiang Ning.
Guo Kunnan thought about it and it made sense.
Hu Jun came in with a washbasin: "What are you talking about?"
"Hey, just a small matter." Guo Kunnan didn't care at all.
"Brother Quan, shall I send it?" He pointed his finger at the send button.
Shan Kaiquan frowned: "Wait, I remembered something."
He remembered playing with paper airplanes when he was a child. Before throwing the paper airplane, he would blow on his hands and then throw it. In this way, the paper airplane could fly higher and more steadily.
When Guo Kunnan heard this, he thought to himself, wow, that makes sense. He quickly blew some air onto his hands and placed his invisible luck into his right hand.
He suddenly clicked send:
"Some people like someone because of her appearance, but I am different. I really like you as a person. I like the way you reply to my messages in class, and the way you say good morning to me. You see, I don't just like your appearance, I like your personality, everything about you."
When this line of words appeared in the chat box, Guo Kunnan felt a mixture of emotions. At the same time, his heart was quietly lifted.
If Xu Yan agreed, he couldn’t imagine... how happy he would be.
Xu Yan responded quickly:
"Thank you for your love, I'm very happy, but I don't plan to have a relationship during high school. You should work hard. When you become outstanding, there will definitely be girls who like you."
Seeing this reply, his heart suddenly stopped, and the unyielding roulette wheel was covered with an endless haze.
"Brother Quan, Brother Quan, what should we do?" Guo Kunnan was extremely panicked.
Shan Kaiquan is indeed experienced. He analyzed word by word: "She refused, but not completely."
"Look at what she said at the end. Doesn't it mean that when you become excellent, do you have a hope of being together?"
Guo Kunnan read it twice and said happily, "It's true."
He continued to send messages to Xu Yan: "Hahaha, I will try my best."
"I'm getting better now. In my midterm exam, my class ranking improved from 36th to 32nd."
“The school’s ranking has improved by dozens of places.”
"I get up every morning to study, I run every night, and I don't play games anymore."
"… "
Guo Kunnan sent more than twenty messages without getting tired of it.
Finally he asked, "If I become excellent, will you consider being with me?"
Xu Yan: "It's never going to end, right?"