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Chapter 537 [536] Orphan Girl Counterattack 5

Chapter 537 [536] Orphan girls counterattack 5 (3 more)
Zhou Yiyi bowed respectfully to the two gentlemen: "Hello, two teachers, I am Monday Yiyi, and I just wrote this in front of my uncle."

Uncle Security echoed beside him: "Yes, yes, this kid's pen and ink is bought now!"

The older one exchanged glances with the middle-aged man, then turned to look at her appreciatively.

"Sure enough, there are talented people from generation to generation. My little girl, you write really well. You have very good calligraphy. Did you take a calligraphy class, or what?"

Zhou Yiyi shook his head slightly: "My family is very poor and I have no money to go to work. I am interested in this, so I bought a copybook and wrote it myself, but my parents are gone now, and my going to school has become a problem, so I just hugged it. Come here to ask the teacher a few questions with the attitude of giving it a try?"

Uncle Security should have already mentioned her situation, so the two teachers turned around quickly.

"Okay, come on, kid, sit inside, Xiao Cao, go do your work, and leave this girl to us."

The security uncle nodded again and again, and before leaving, Zhou Yiyi bowed respectfully to her: "Uncle, thank you."

"Little girl, you're welcome. That's fine. You guys are busy, so I should be busy with mine."

As soon as the security guard left, she was dragged to sit on the black leather sofa by the two teachers, and then the teacher poured her a glass of water, and she stood up and took it in admiration: "If you can, you can't, I'll do it myself, thank you, thank you."

"It's okay, you sit down, you said you came to see us, not to apprentice?"

She couldn't help but smile bitterly when she heard the words: "Teacher is used to joking, with my skills, how can I be qualified to be a teacher?"

"Why not? Let's see that your little girl writes very well. It is much better than some of our members. In this way, let's not mention this for now. Why did you come to us...?"

"I found some calligraphy competitions on the Internet, but I didn't know the authenticity, and I was afraid of being cheated, so I wanted to come here to ask your professional people, and I will sign up when I am sure."

"Hey, you little girl is not easy, you know how to look for it on the Internet, come here, bring it here, let us take a look, what kind of competition are you looking for?"

She hurriedly handed over the documents she had compiled with both hands, and the two picked up their glasses and put them on, took a closer look, and raised their eyebrows.

"The little girl's hard-tipped calligraphy can also handle it!"

Yi Yi blushed and said, "Words are a person's appearance. Hard pens are more commonly used than soft pens. Naturally, we can't slack off."

"Haha, it's kind of interesting, and the words are also polite, what grade are you in?"

"Back to the teacher, it's the fourth day of this year. My mother passed away half a month ago. I haven't gone to school for this half month. I want to find a way to support myself and then pick up my studies."

This was said lightly, but it sounded a bit heavy. The two teachers looked at her distressedly, "You don't have any other relatives?"

She shook her head, "No, they're all dead."

After the president finished reading it, he took the materials and went out, leaving the slightly older man to talk to her and learn about her specific situation.

After about half an hour, the president came back and marked her information.

"You can participate in these two competitions. They are relatively authoritative in our country. After being shortlisted in the preliminary competition, you will go to the scene to participate in the competition. Your strength is very good. We are very optimistic about you. If you don't mind, you can join our association. Then go to the competition through our association, which is more convenient and quicker.”

Zhou Yi was taken aback for a moment, and then said in disbelief: "But, I haven't participated in any competitions, and I don't have any evidence to prove that I can qualify to join the Calligraphers Association."

The president chuckled, "Just these two words of yours are enough. Son, you are only 13 years old. You have such strength and a promising future. Naturally, such a talent will join unconditionally. Don't worry, Mr. Zheng Now, I can give you the green light all the way, the senior Zheng Yun in front of you is a member of the Chinese Calligraphers Association and the previous president of our city!"

"Thank you two teachers, thank you." Zhou Yiyi was so grateful that he couldn't speak, so he could only stand up and bow to them in gratitude.

"Okay, okay, my little girl is very polite. Although you don't have any achievements now, don't you already plan to participate in the competition? If you are lucky enough to win the prize, it will be confidence. In this way, since you are here today, just fill in An application form, leave your information, let’s prepare a case first, it’s best to win the award later, it doesn’t matter if you can’t win the award, your age is here, and your strength is not low, you can definitely join the club, where do you live? ?”

The two old men heard, "It's inconvenient to go back and forth in the countryside, isn't it? We intend to take you as a disciple. I don't know if you want to?"

Zhou Yi nodded his head like garlic, "Yes, yes, such a lucky thing, how can I refuse?"

"But accepting an apprentice means taking time to study and practice every day. Mr. Zheng has retired. If you worship him as your teacher, it will be your greatest luck."

Zheng Jun chuckled, "Don't say it so exaggeratedly, I'm just a name in the whole country, but I'm still far behind the real everyone. Although your handwriting is good, the details need to be corrected. Being an apprentice is not your honor, but mine, because you have already cultivated the strength of this little apprentice, and I don't have much to teach you, are you still willing to worship me as a teacher?"

With a puff on Monday, he knelt down to Zheng Yun: "Master, please accept my apprentice's bow."

"Hahahaha..." Mr. Zheng smiled heartily and helped her up: "The little girl knows a lot about movies, and she even uses TV dramas. Well, since you are willing, then we two It hit it off, you go through the formalities first today, ah yes, it is inconvenient for you to live in the country and go to and from the county, and it is not safe to go home late, would you like to go to middle school in the city?"

Zhou Yiyi never thought about this question. After hesitating for a while, she blushed and said, "I don't have any money."

"You can go to the fourth grade of junior high school at the age of 13, which shows that you are a good student. You have practiced such a good font at this age, which shows that you are calm and calm. Practicing calligraphy is not only a process of self-cultivation, but also a process of self-cultivation. Isn’t it a kind of test? This is good, you come to our association to clean up after school every day, and we will pay you 300 yuan a month, what do you think?”

I burst into tears on Monday, and bowed and knelt to the two old people, making them feel embarrassed.

"Okay kid, we didn't help you directly, but let you rely on your own labor in exchange for wages, so you don't need to thank us, as long as you work hard, life will always get better and better, you fill in the information of our association first , Mr. Zheng and I will call our friends now to confirm the school you want to attend, do you want to live on campus or rent a house?"

 Thank you readers [Buluo Xingyu] for sending me Bing Kuo Luo, huh?
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