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Chapter 483 Distrust

Dong Xianling wrote "Night Mooring at Fengqiao" in black and white with chalk.

Looking at the poem, Zhang Shifen felt that her eyes were too small, and she exclaimed: "Ms. Dong, how did you learn this character? Why is it the same as printed script? No, it is more beautiful than printed script."

Fan Che stretched his upper and lower eyelids to the maximum, admiring, and said: "Kao, this is not a word, this is simply a perfect painting. I have seen so many blackboard writing, and I have seen Mr. Dong's blackboard writing." The most beautiful. So perfect, like a fairy dancing."

Another girl with an oval face stood up and said, "This poem with these characters is like a flawless painting. I wish I could write such beautiful characters."

A boy with a crooked nose couldn't help the excitement in his heart. He stood up and said, "Mr. Dong, I think your handwriting is just like yours. It's so perfect. How long have you been practicing your handwriting?"

Dong Xianling was very happy. Hearing the affirmation from her classmates, the smiles on her face were like blooming flowers, and each one was different.

"Students, do you want to write such beautiful characters?"

"Think!" Fan Che's voice was the loudest, and even the people in the next class were stunned by his voice.

Although the other students also wanted to speak, they were all overwhelmed by Fan Che's voice. After this voice, the whole classroom seemed to be frozen in ice.

Later, Fan Che looked at those students and said, "You? Why don't you talk? Don't you want to learn to write this kind of print?"

Zhang Shifen said: "Think about it! If I can learn to write printed characters, then I will be able to support my family by selling calligraphy in the future, but with such beautiful calligraphy, I'm afraid I can't even get started without ten years of effort. Teacher Dong just asked Us, why are you so excited?"

Dong Xianling said seriously: "If I tell you that after I finish teaching this class tonight, you will be able to write printed characters, do you believe it or not?"

Fan Che shook his head and said in a low voice, "I see, it's difficult! Even if you hold my hand, I probably won't be able to write it."

"Mr. Dong, we don't believe that you can make us write printed characters in one class. It's too difficult! Even if the teacher has the most wonderful experience, we still have to practice, and there is simply not enough time."

"Okay, don't talk about it anymore, the teacher said that of course there is a trick of the teacher. What you have to do now is to take a cup, and then take a cup of warm water, remember that it is warm water that can be drunk."

"Get a cup of warm water? What do you want warm water for? Is it for us to practice writing with water?"

"Teacher, I have a teacup. There is water in the teacup, warm water. I don't have to go get the water, right?" Zhang Shifen said, holding her water cup in her hands.

Dong Xianling said: "If you have a water cup with warm water in it, you can sit still and wait for a miracle to happen."

Three students did not have water cups. They went out to buy water cups and get hot water.

The rest of the students were talking in the classroom, wondering what to do with hot water?
Zheng Hai listened at the door for almost ten minutes. When he heard Dong Xianling asked those students to receive warm water, his head was a little big. He didn't understand what the relationship between writing and receiving warm water was.

When he walked to the door of his classroom, Wang Zhenchang came out and said, "Principal Zheng, I have finished all my tasks today, how are you doing? What's going on next door?"

"The teacher next door is really a wonderful teacher. I still don't know what this Dong Xianling is capable of teaching those ten pigs better than my students."

Wang Zhenchang said: "Dean Zheng, I think it's a bit unfounded to worry about. How could those ten pigs be our opponents? This Dong Xianling doesn't have class during the day, but she still teaches calligraphy at night. I think she is playing tricks. Why should we pay attention to them? Let them fiddle with themselves!"

"Yes! It's just ten pigs. I'm afraid they will do something? Ding Jin's head must have been kicked by a donkey, so he asked Dong Xianling to compete with me. Alright, since you have completed today's task, then You just watch them here, I want to see what tricks they can play."

Seeing that the students had prepared warm water, Dong Xianling said, "Everyone, be safe and don't be impatient. The next step is to witness the miracle."

Fan Che laughed so hard that the flesh on his face almost fell off, and said, "Teacher, are you doing magic tricks for us? Are you trying to turn the water in our cups into ice?"

Dong Xianling smiled mysteriously, and said: "Although I can't turn the water on your table into ice, I can make your hands very dexterous. Make your hands able to write printed characters. "

Fan Che couldn't wait any longer, and said, "Teacher Dong, don't be a fool, tell us quickly how you made our hands dexterous."

Dong Xianling asked Yang Yifan to give each of them a pill.

When the pills were finished, the expressions of those ten students were all very ugly.

Especially Fan Che. He put his arms on the table and supported his head with his arms. While his head was shaking, his eyes were still blinking, and he said, "Mr. Dong, what is this thing you sent us? ?”

Dong Xianling slowly explained: "This is not an ordinary pill. This pill contains [-] kinds of very precious herbs. Its effect can strengthen your memory of writing in your head. After taking this pill, you can Write the words in print."

Fan Che sneered and said: "Teacher Dong, you are really good at joking. Our memory is not formed by taking medicine. Memory depends on exercise. I will not take your pills. Because I am not sick and I will take them." Your medicine might make me sick."

A tall, thin boy with glasses sitting in the last row stood up, took the pill in his hand, and said unfriendly: "Teacher Dong, I didn't expect you would use this method to fool us. Why can you write in print after taking this medicine? I think after taking this medicine, I will meet the Lord of Hell faster."

Dong Xianling was angry and said, "Student Zhao Hang, this pill can indeed make you write in print. After you take it, you will naturally believe it."

"How many more years do I want to live?" Zhao Hang actually threw the pill on the ground behind him.

Several classmates were not sure, and they all looked at Dong Xianling but did not take the pill.

Their expressions seemed to be full of distrust towards Dong Xianling.

Dong Xianling said: "This elixir uses 100 kinds of precious medicinal materials. The refining process is complicated and tortuous. One elixir costs more than [-] yuan. I can tell you that each person only has one elixir. Eat it, it's up to you. If you don't eat it, if you regret it in the future, even if you spend [-] million, I won't sell you half a grain here."

(End of this chapter)