Reborn 1980 Girls should be self-reliant

On this day, they stayed outside until the afternoon before returning to the yard.

After the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, the taste of the new year has faded away, and there are only a few days left before the start of school. Han Xiaoxiao went to see Gu Qing and Wang Jinsong again, and the school started.

I didn't see each other during the winter vacation, and the students in the class still missed each other when they met each other, and there were many topics to chat with.

Before Han Xiaoxiao sat down for a long time, she was called out by Teacher Su.

"Xiaoxiao, there is a calligraphy competition in the province, are you interested in participating?" Teacher Su asked her.

Calligraphy Competition?Hearing that Han Xiaoxiao was also interested, she really wanted to know what level her calligraphy was at the moment, so she nodded after thinking about it for a while. "I attended."

"Okay, then go with the teacher to get a registration form, fill it out and hand it in."

On the first day of school, the atmosphere in the school was not tense. After Han Xiaoxiao got out of school, she drove to Xiufangzhai by bicycle.

Qiao Jiu was lying on the counter to settle accounts when she saw her come in.

"Xiaoxiao? You're out of school."

"Well, how is business today?" She subconsciously asked.

"It's a bit deserted, maybe everyone just started school and went to work, and it's a double order." Qiao Jiu said helplessly.

"It's better than nothing."

"That's true."

"By the way, give me a set of our four treasures of the study. It doesn't need to be expensive, as long as it can be used." Now that she has participated in the competition, she also needs to practice calligraphy to find the hand feel.

"What do you want this thing for?" Qiao Jiu was puzzled.

"There was a calligraphy competition, and the teacher asked me, so I signed up for it. I have to practice." She explained.

"Calligraphy competition, can you still write calligraphy?" Qiao Jiu was surprised.

"Why, don't you believe I will?" Han Xiaoxiao looked at him.

"Come here, write a few words for me to see." Qiao Jiu immediately took a brush and paper over there, because the shop also sells inkstones and ink sticks now, so he also learned about ink research.

When the ink was ready, Han Xiaoxiao picked up the brush, dipped it in the ink and wrote on the paper.

In fact, she knows two kinds of fonts, one is hairpin lowercase script commonly used by women in the boudoir, and the other is more grandiose running script. It's just that she used to use hairpin lowercase script in the past, but she prefers running script in her heart.

Even a layman can tell a little bit about her skills. When Han Xiaoxiao wrote the pen, Qiao Jiu knew that she was really good at it, but he didn't know her level. He just felt that she looked comfortable and good-looking.

"Amazing, Xiaoxiao, tell me quickly, what other hidden skills do you have?" Qiao Jiu was really curious now.

"I don't want to tell you." Han Xiaoxiao squinted at him.

"Xiaoxiao, why do you know so many things?" Chunni, who had been silent all this time, couldn't help but speak.

"Maybe I'm smarter." She said boldly.

Qiao Jiu almost sprayed, but Chuni nodded seriously. "Xiaoxiao, you are really smart. I really envy you. My brain is stupid."

"Sister Chunni, everyone has their own strengths, don't look down on yourself, you see that you have been in our shop for a few days, and you have done a good job." Han Xiaoxiao praised her, even though her name was Brother Qiao Jiu , Seeing Chunni who is older than her, but she still calls her sister, each talking about her own.

"It's Chunni, be more confident, my uncle likes you too." Qiao Jiu also cheered up her niece.

After staying in the store for a while, Han Xiaoxiao picked up the packed things and left.

When she got home and had dinner, she didn't embroider as usual, she took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone first.

Han Xiaofeng and grandma stood aside curiously, after all, they had never seen her write with a brush before.

Holding her breath, Han Xiaoxiao began to silently write a piece of classical Chinese in the textbook.

After watching for a while, the surprised grandma quietly pulled her grandson away. She has seen many miraculous things about her granddaughter, and now grandma can deal with it calmly, and will not ask why her granddaughter does this anymore.

Unknowingly, more than an hour passed, put down the pen, rubbed a little sore wrist, and saw the densely packed words on the paper, Han Xiaoxiao smiled.

Although I haven't written for a long time, I don't feel that I have regressed. If I practice again, the previous feel will be completely recovered.

Seeing that her granddaughter is doing embroidery and calligraphy, grandma feels that her granddaughter has a more demure and elegant atmosphere, and those who don't know think she is a girl from a scholarly family.

If Han Xiaoxiao knew what grandma was thinking, she would probably find it funny. Isn't she a boudoir lady trained by a wealthy family, but her boudoir lady is a little different from the orthodox ones.

She reported the calligraphy competition, and she didn't hide it from Wang Jinsong and Gu Qing. They didn't know how good she was, but they kept cheering her on.

Practicing calligraphy for an hour after returning home from school every day has also become her regular habit.

More than ten days after the registration, Teacher Su informed her of the time for the preliminary round, and yes, there will be semi-finals and finals.

The competition was held in the provincial capital at the Children's Palace in the provincial capital, and the time was everyone's holiday.

Han Xiaoxiao knew what to expect and was just waiting for the competition.

On the day of the preliminary round, she rode to the Children's Palace alone without her grandmother and younger brother, only to see Wang Jinsong and Gu Qing outside.

"Why are you here?" She was a little surprised.

"Come on for you." Gu Qing smiled.

"Then I really want to thank you very much." She also joked.

This competition is a youth competition for underage students across the province. It is divided into two groups. Those under ten years old are the children's group, and those over ten years old are the youth group.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Han Xiaoxiao went in with her bag on her back.

After signing in and revealing her identity, she was brought into the preliminary round.

It was a big classroom, and there were many adults sitting in front of it, most of them were quite old, like judges.

Han Xiaoxiao fixed the position according to her own number and waited for the game to start.

After about ten minutes, a host announced the start of the competition and asked all contestants to write a poem within a limited time.

Han Xiaoxiao chose Chun Xiao, which she liked very much but was very simple, and wrote it down.

The results of the competition will not be announced on the spot, and she will leave the classroom after writing.

"How is it?" Gu Qing who was waiting outside asked anxiously.

"I feel good, but the results have to wait for the announcement. Let me treat you two to dinner." Both of them are so loyal to cheer themselves up, why can't they express it.

"Okay, okay." Gu Qing cheered up.

Wang Jinsong also agreed, and the three went straight to a small restaurant newly opened on the street.

Nowadays, there are more and more self-employed people on the streets of provincial capitals.

As soon as Han Xiaoxiao left, a middle-aged man picked up her work and looked at it. The more he looked at it, the more smiles on his face. After reading it, he took the paper and walked to an old man who was sitting in front of him and was whispering to the people next to him.

"Teacher, look at this work."

The old man took out his presbyopic glasses and put them on. When he took a closer look, his face showed appreciation.