knowledge provider

Chapter 489 It Can Only Be This Way

Zhao Hang became unhappy, and said: "Huang Feng, what do you mean by that? We are asking Teacher Dong to teach us calligraphy knowledge, how can we embarrass Teacher Dong?"

Huang Feng said: "You may not know that the pills we took were not ordinary pills. The printed pills we took for the first time were worth 10 yuan. Ten of us, ten pills, add up to 100 million. Tonight We took 100 pills in total, and these pills should also cost 200 million. Think about it, Teacher Dong, how much is a monthly salary, she spent [-] million to increase knowledge for all of us, if we ask for anything else , isn't this forcing Teacher Dong?"

When Zhao Hang heard it, he thought it was true.

Zhao Hang had always thought that those pills were very common, like the cold and fever medicines sold in pharmacies, but after he truly understood the power of those pills, he also thought that such pills cost one hundred thousand yuan each. Not expensive at all.

Zhao Hang lowered his head and said: "Mr. Dong, I'm sorry, I was wrong. I shouldn't have made those unreasonable demands. I know that those pills must be very expensive, and they are not easy to get. We made Mr. Dong pay for it. "

Fan Che added: "Yes, let's not talk about anything else, let's just talk about printed words. Such words are a height that is difficult for a person to reach in a lifetime. There are also those memory things, that kind of thing, which can improve our Literary accomplishment and knowledge are difficult for many people to master in their lifetime. It is already our honor to have these abilities. How can we make unreasonable demands again?"

Zhang Shifen also felt that it was really unreasonable to ask again, and said: "I also think we should not ask any more. Teacher Dong has taught us so many things and spent more than 20 yuan on each of us. We have never Pay back, and now we should really feel content."

Dong Xianling looked at Yang Yifan, communicated with him with his eyes, and asked for his opinion.

Yang Yifan smiled and said, "Your Teacher Dong and I both understand what everyone means. You just want to learn another kind of calligraphy, right?"

"That's right... that's what we mean." All the students said loudly.

Yang Yifan walked to the podium and said, "I can entrust you with the skill of calligraphy, but I have one condition."

Zhang Shifen was in high spirits, his eyes widened, and he said, "Teacher Yang, tell me, what are your conditions?"

"As long as you can defeat the students of Qingyun University tomorrow, I will teach you the skill of calligraphy."

Fan Che shouted: "Okay! No problem, we have confidence in ourselves and we will definitely be able to defeat the students of Qingyun University."

Zhao Hang also said: "We have the confidence to defeat Qingyun."

Yang Yifan nodded and said, "Very well, then I'll see you tomorrow. This is the end of tonight's class. After you go back, take a good rest."

After Dong Xianling's students got up, Zheng Hai left from the window.

Dong Xianling said to Yang Yifan: "I'm afraid our strength has been known to Zheng Hai."

Yang Yifan didn't think it was a big deal.Said: "If you know it, you will know it. Even if the gods are alive, they can't change the fate of Qingyun University's failure."

Dong Xianling said: "Yes, with printed words and clear answers, under such circumstances, even if you want to get a zero score, it will be difficult to achieve it."

Zheng Hai said to himself with a sad face: "Prints are not terrible, but what is terrible is that his students will memorize so many questions. Will my students really fail tomorrow?"

Wang Zhenchang walked to Zheng Hai's side and said, "Dean Zheng, why do you look so bad?"

"I just heard a few words from Teacher Dong Xianling, which made my hair stand on end!"

"Dean Zheng, what's wrong? What's so scary about what she said?"

"It's unbelievable, I still feel like I'm dreaming."

"Dean Zheng, what's wrong with you? Your look..."

"Dong Xianling took a pill that enables people to write in block letters last night. That night her students were able to write in block letters. Tonight, she gave her students eleven more pills. As a result, her students The students memorized all the key points. How can our students pass them?"

Wang Zhenchang lowered his head and said: "The printed characters, coupled with the wonderful typesetting, coupled with the clear answers, we can't beat them at all. Dean Zheng, to be honest, you also know how my writing is. I can’t write such beautiful words with a water pen. If the handwriting is not neat, it will affect the mood of the marking teacher. If the teacher shakes his hand twice casually, my score will be deducted a lot. In addition, those that are memorized by memory Things are vague, the more you remember, the easier it is to confuse, I am afraid that by then, many students will not be able to write the answers correctly."

Zheng Hai sighed and said, "What should we do now?"

"There's only one way to go right now."

"What can I do?" Zheng Hai's eyes suddenly opened wide, as if he suddenly found a bright light in the darkness.

"Dean Zheng, it seems that we can only..."

"Does this..."

"No one can die anyway, just let them..." Wang Zhenchang whispered something in Zheng Hai's ear.

After Zheng Hai finished listening, he said: "Then this matter..."

"Dean Zheng, for the sake of Qingyun University, I am willing to do this, don't worry! It's okay."

Dong Xianling sat on the sofa at home, next to Yang Yifan, looked at Yang Yifan who was staring at the phone, and said, "What are you looking for?"

Yang Yifan looked at his phone and said, "I'm looking for famous calligraphy styles from all ages."

"What's the use of looking for this?" Dong Xianling turned his eyes upward and looked at Yang Yifan's eyebrows.

"The purpose of finding calligraphy is to refine calligraphy pills."

"How do you plan to practice?"

"According to my research on printed fonts, to write this calligraphy style well, you must remember one font. A single font is much easier than memorizing many fonts."

Dong Xianling couldn't help nodding and said: "Your idea sounds good. Those students who took the pill of printed script can only write printed script, and it will be very difficult to write other Song style or black font. Your calligraphy should be the same. In this way, one pill can only teach them one font."

"A font also contains thousands of variations. If they take my pill, they can write those words superbly."

"I think Yan Zhenqing's handwriting is good, you just refine this type of font."

"Hmm! I agree with what you think, then refine this type of font, but I don't know how much money this calligraphy pill will cost."

(End of this chapter)