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Chapter 101 Words Are Human Bones!
After the second class in the afternoon, it is time to leave school.

Students in the school can have an afternoon meal after school, and three meals a day can be settled in the school.

At the end of the day, Yunjing already knew that the school has dormitories, and there are students who are far away from home or who don't want to travel back and forth to waste time and study hard. They want to come to the school for dinner, but day students like Yunjing ', I have to figure out a way for dinner after I go back.

After lunch in the school, Yunjing and Wang Bolin parted ways and went home.

When we parted, Wang Bolin and the others seemed a bit reluctant to leave. Children are cautious when they are not familiar with each other. Once they are familiar with it, they wish to be together all the time. They probably have long forgotten how they cried when they came in the morning ...

"Yunjing, don't forget our agreement!"

After parting from Wang Bolin and the others, Lin Yexing appeared out of nowhere, said a word to Yunjing without thinking, and then left like a proud little rooster.

What did I agree with you?
Yun Jing couldn't laugh or cry.

Shaking his head, he didn't care, Yunjing walked towards the entrance of the school, where Li Qiu, who hadn't seen him for a day, waited there, and went back with Yunjing, and when he went back, he was still riding in a bullock cart, and the servants of Li's family guessed that they were stuck in time to pick him up of.

"Jing'er, how do you feel after today's day?" On the way, Li Qiu asked Yun Jing.

He should have seen Lin Yexing's hostility towards Yunjing, but he didn't mention him.

Yun Jing thought for a while and replied: "I feel okay, I made a few friends, learned a basic etiquette, and then I can read and write my own name..."

I haven't felt it without thinking about it. After thinking about it for a whole day, it seems that there is nothing special, and it just came over in a flat way.

"Well, make more friends, learn to get along with people, and slowly, the network will be built up. Maybe you don't understand the importance of the network now, but you will understand later, but when you get along with people, don't bring utilitarianism and The purpose lies in sincerity, the degree of which you have to master slowly in the future, if you have any bad choices when getting along with others, you can ask me, I will give you some suggestions, and then etiquette and literacy are your current stage The main thing you need to learn, you must not be negligent and perfunctory. Mr. Li and Mr. Qin are very serious and responsible. You have to follow them to learn, and ask if you don’t understand. You can ask them or me, and they will explain it patiently for you.” , Li Qiu nodded and added a little bit.

This is the advantage of having a master. He will give you a summary and analysis, so that people can avoid detours.

The so-called true biography is a sentence, thousands of volumes of fake scriptures, on the way of learning, it is really important to have good teachers and helpful friends by your side...

The bullock cart did not take them directly to their residence, but stopped at the place where they boarded in the morning. Yun Jing and Li Qiu then walked back to their residence on a small path.

After arriving home, this afternoon Li Qiu did not arrange Yunjing to work, but took out a pen and ink from the room and asked him to complete the homework assigned by Mr. Qin.

There is not much homework, just writing my name on five pieces of paper, from the dismantled strokes to the complete name.

Like most people in Yunjing's previous life, he was not versatile. He had never specially practiced brush calligraphy, not to mention that what he was writing now was a brand new kind of writing.

When he was in school, he didn't think it was good to write with a wooden stick in the sand table. Now he writes with a brush.

Fortunately, Yunjing is not as impatient as a real child. He just regards it as a perfunctory task. He calms down and writes slowly one stroke at a time. With his keen senses controlling himself, he gradually begins to It's like that, um, it's only a ball of ink without a single stroke...

When Yunjing was doing his homework, Li Qiu was watching from the sidelines. He didn't say anything, but kept reading Yunjing's five-sheet homework.

After Yunjing finished writing, he commented: "It's not bad. From the very beginning, you couldn't even grasp the weight of the writing, until you can barely recognize the characters you wrote. Your progress is still very big. "

Hearing Master's comment, Yun Jing blushed, sweat dripped down his forehead, it wasn't hot, it was really ashamed.

He could tell that Li Qiu was really praising him, but when he saw what he wrote, it was really horrible, he couldn't see anyone!
Then Li Qiu started to give him a little treat.

He took out a stack of papers from the room, and he said to Yun Jing: "Jing'er, next, for the teacher, I will disassemble your name stroke by stroke and write it down. Practice a few more sheets"

"Good Master"

After watching Li Qiu's on-site teaching, Yunjing practiced writing his own name again, and made progress again, but compared with Li Qiu's beautiful and pleasing handwriting, his writing is still horrible and unrecognizable.

It is clearly written according to what the master taught, why is there such a big gap?

Yunjing was dissatisfied with his progress, but Li Qiu was very pleasantly surprised, because Yunjing was just beginning to read and had never touched a brush before, but after some practice, the progress was visible to the naked eye!
"Jing'er, I will teach you step by step as a teacher. You should carefully feel the weight of the brush strokes and the trend of the strokes after the strokes are made, and then practice on your own."

"it is good!"

Master teaches by hand, how many people can have such an opportunity?Only relying on self-practice, God knows that only in the year of the monkey can you write recognizable characters.

Next, Li Qiu held Yunjing hand in hand to teach him, Yunjing felt it seriously, after several times, he had already memorized the key to the weight of the strokes and the direction of the strokes, and here is his terrifying learning talent that is never forgettable .

Then he practiced on his own, stopping from time to time to recall the feeling when his master taught him how to write. After writing about ten sheets of paper, the name he wrote in the end, although not very good, was already like that.

Seeing his great progress, Li Qiu couldn't help but praise him, even though Yunjing still writes in 'big' characters, not small characters like 'small script'.

But at this time, Yun Jing was scratching his head in embarrassment. He found that he had written his name too much. In the end, he didn't seem to recognize his name anymore...

At this point, Li Qiu asked Yunjing to stop, and he seriously warned Yunjing, "Jing'er, you were in the school before, and Mr. Yang should have told you that courtesy is the soul of a person, so I will tell you now as a teacher." In other words, words are human bones!"

"A scholar who can write a beautiful and good handwriting can not only show his own knowledge, but also show a person's character. The so-called reading is like watching people. Many times, others can see you when they read your writing. What kind of person is it? Don’t feel incredible, it’s just the way it is.”

"Scholars write with one stroke and one stroke, which is the most intuitive expression of a person. We usually practice calligraphy, which is also a process of polishing our mind. Only when we can endure loneliness and calm our minds can we practice good calligraphy. On the contrary, if the heart is restless, the words written will also make people feel impetuous. The words practiced with such a state of mind may look decent when viewed individually, but it is absolutely impossible to compare the top and bottom after writing a large piece of text. Neat and rigorous..."

Having said this, Li Qiu stopped abruptly. He realized that it was too early to tell Yunjing about this now. Before he saw Yunjing's progress was gratifying, he was a little 'unable to stop the car'.

Immediately, the topic changed, and he said: "Anyway, Jing'er, before you can practice calligraphy by hand in the future, don't practice any fancy calligraphy, but first practice calligraphy well. This is the time to build a skeleton. Calligraphy is just a person The embodiment of personality, and the neat and tidy font is the way for a person to truly show his inner quality.”

"Disciple understands," Yun Jing nodded seriously after listening.

Although what the master said is a bit ahead of his current self, he still knows the truth of learning to crawl before learning to walk, so he will not aim too high.

Then he asked curiously: "Master, how long does it take to practice this neat font before it is considered qualified?"

"There is no such thing as qualified. My teacher said before that characters are the bones of the human body, and bones are constantly growing in the human body. The same is true for characters. Keep practicing and improving, so there is no way to qualify." Li Qiu touched Touched his head and smiled.

After hearing this, Yunjing thought deeply.

Li Qiu continued: "Okay, don't think so much, you can continue to practice calligraphy, but don't use paper to practice, now for you, it is a waste to use paper to practice calligraphy, just use a brush to dip water on the slate Practice it, the effect is the same, and the slate can be reused after the water stains dry.”

After finishing speaking, Li Qiu went to bring him a few stone slabs that were polished and leveled by one foot by one inch, obviously prepared for it long ago.

Then Yunjing changed a brush and practiced writing his name on the slate with water, who made him only recognize these two characters now...

Gradually, one afternoon passed, it was getting dark, and Yunjing practiced all afternoon.

Writing is easy work, but after such a long practice, although he stopped and rested in the middle, in the end, his arms were so sore that it was not his own. If it was an ordinary child, he would not be able to hold on for a long time. But he gritted his teeth and persisted.

Seeing him working so hard, Li Qiu was secretly relieved.

Dinner was prepared by Li Qiu, porridge and pickles, but he secretly added nourishing things to the porridge.

When eating, Li Qiu saw that Yunjing couldn't even hold his chopsticks, so he shook his head and walked over to use his true energy to soothe his muscles and bones, shook his head and smiled, "Jing'er, your hard work is appreciated by the teacher, but anything that is too much is too late , I didn’t stop you today as a teacher, did you suffer yourself? Remember not to do this in the future, you have to relax, otherwise if it is serious, your arm will be crippled before you know it.”

"Thank you, master, the disciple understands."

Under Li Qiu's 'massage', the discomfort in Yunjing's arm was quickly eliminated, and it was really amazing...

Then Li Qiu said again: "Didn't Jinger ask me before when I can barely pass the handwriting? As a teacher, I can't give you a standard, but I can give you a suggestion, that is, when you practice handwriting normally , wear a thousand brushes to bald, at that time, one handwriting should be able to 'barely' meet people!"

Normal handwriting grinding a thousand pens?
Only then can you develop a hand that can barely read people's words!

Hearing what he said, Yun Jing was a little dumbfounded...

For the next few days, Yunjing and Li Qiu went to school together every day, and came back after school together.

I learned etiquette and literacy in the school. Etiquette and literacy start from the simplest and most basic. During the period, I occasionally played and relaxed with Wang Bolin and the others. Lin Yexing came to Yunjing from time to time to 'find faults' to brush up his sense of existence. If you don't argue with him, the other party will be extremely depressed.

After school, he came back to practice calligraphy, and Li Qiu taught him how to cook for him.

In short, I lived a life of two points and one line between the school and the residence...

(End of this chapter)