The heroine of Kuai Chuan Zhi's family only farms

Chapter 575 [574] Orphan girls counterattack 43 (1 more)
This is not the first time Zhou Yiyi appreciates the words of her predecessors. Every time she reads these words, she benefits a lot and at the same time sees her own shortcomings. It can be said that she can learn from them every time she competes. to a lot.

She will carefully observe each handwriting, and when she encounters good ones, she will take pictures and copy them back. The very beginning of calligraphy practice is from copying.

Noon is still the hotel buffet, I don’t eat much on Monday, and I don’t eat Haisai like a bumpkin. It is worthy of being a four-star hotel. There are all kinds of delicacies, such as dim sum, seafood, stir-fried vegetables, salads, and cold dishes. It is very rich. I haven’t eaten seafood for a long time on Monday and Monday. I chose sea urchin steamed eggs, abalone noodles, cold jellyfish, and hot and sour squid rolls. After eating these dishes, I drank wakame tofu soup and felt very full. I took a walk in the hotel garden for a while, but it was too hot and I went back to the hotel to take a shower, lay down for a while and then went to the arena.

The competition time is two hours. There are propositions on the spot, and the fonts can be used freely. You can choose official script, regular script, or even seal cutting. However, seal cutting is a high-tech and will be selected by a targeted jury team. Of course, the way of judging awards is no more complicated than writing alone. It is more complicated, but the gold content is higher.

After entering the competition venue on Monday, she found that the average age of the contestants was over 30 years old. They admired her very much, and some even nodded to her in a friendly way. This is probably what it feels like to be pampered.

The paper, pen and ink are all ready-made. After the preparation is complete, the competition will begin. Everyone stands there, carefully considering the distribution of fonts, and then dares to write with the pen carefully. In the process of writing, once the ink drips, it means At the end of the game, everyone was very serious, and the scene was so quiet that only the sound of people's breathing could be heard.

Two hours later, the exam was over, and while the paper was placed in place and waiting to dry, some judges had already come over to make a selection. Those who could be put away after drying were the ones who advanced, and those that were spread on the seats , is eliminated. (PS: It is purely fictitious, so don’t take it for granted)
Coming out of the examination room on Monday, Teacher Meng was already waiting, not only Teacher Meng, but also Teacher Qin Qiongqin.

"Little girl, during the two months you've been in Beijing, you've only lived at my house. It's just me, my wife, son and daughter who are all working, so you don't go home often,"

Teacher Qin talked about this matter at dinner that night. Although she didn't know how much Teacher Meng and Mr. Zheng had worked hard to win such an opportunity for her, she still felt very embarrassed living in someone else's house. , she had no other choice but to express her gratitude repeatedly.

In the evening, everyone said goodbye at the entrance of the hotel. On Monday, we went to Mr. Qin’s Santana and drove westward for about an hour before arriving at Mr. Qin’s house. His house was built in the 1s and 80s within the third ring road. Old residence, Mr. Qin's house is on the second floor, with two bedrooms and one living room. Although it is old, it is very clean.

Aunt Qin received her very warmly. After understanding, she found out that the two-bedroom and one-living room had been planned long ago.

Teacher Qin’s mother is 80 or [-] years old and lives in one of the rooms. The husband and wife share a room and there is no extra room for her. Fortunately, their children slept in the living room or on the balcony before. She survived.

Before coming here, she had prepared to live under the fence, but she didn't expect that the housing would be so tight, how could she have the nerve to live again!
Of course, she will definitely not be able to find a reason to leave tonight, but tomorrow morning she will definitely find a way to leave here and find a short-term rental house.

Teacher Qin's house does not have a study room, but fortunately there are two balconies, and the master bedroom is connected to a balcony. He usually uses the balcony as his study room.

On the night she came, Aunt Qin cooked several dishes to cleanse her up. She seemed a very enthusiastic person, but she always felt that living here was too embarrassing.

At night, she slept on the folding steel wire bed on the balcony. She was very uncomfortable because she sank so much that she turned over and made creaking noises. Walking upstairs, I woke up early when I couldn't sleep on Monday, because I didn't know the breakfast habits at home, so I didn't dare to cook, so I cleaned up the living room.

Aunt Qin got up around seven o'clock, and helped to make breakfast together on Monday. After breakfast, Teacher Qin had to go out for a long time, so she asked her to practice at home first. He came back to check. After thinking about it on Monday, he asked: "Mr. Can I take half a day off, I have a relative in Beijing, I want to visit him."

Teacher Qin turned around in surprise: "relatives? Do you have relatives in your family?"

"They're relatives from far away," Yu Yue didn't say any more, listening to the words, he asked again: "Then do you know where they live?"

"I know, I've made inquiries before I come. I'll take the bus and come back in the evening."

Qin Qiong thought that he really had something to do today, so he simply granted Monday and Monday off, and left her the home phone number so that she could call them if she had any problems.

I only left the house on Monday, but I turned around and asked about short-term rental houses everywhere. But even in 01, when housing prices had not risen, houses in Beijing were ridiculously expensive. Foreigners rarely come to Beijing. Most of those who can afford to live in the community's family homes live in cheap basements.

On Monday, I walked around the neighborhood, and finally found a location and price that I could tell, and went back to Qin's house.

Because it was five or six o'clock in the evening, the Qin family all went home. Aunt Qin was an accountant. She was rehired to another unit after retirement, so the working hours were very regular. Qin Qiong came back early, and when she came back on Monday, I dutifully asked her about today's itinerary.

After entering the door with the fruit he bought on Monday, he said to the Qin family: "Mr. Qin, my uncle asked me to live at his house, which is just two streets away from us. It's very close. You can specify a class time." , I come to class according to the schedule every day, do you think it is okay?"

Two streets away?

Qin Qiong was surprised, "But your master said, you,"

"Teacher Qin, don't worry, I will take good care of myself. I am 14 years old. I have lived alone in school and in Shanghai,"

With just this sentence, Qin Qiong understood what Zhou Yiyi meant. He exchanged glances with his wife, and then nodded in response.

"Alright, since that's the case, then from now on, nine to eleven in the morning and three to five in the afternoon will be the class time, and the rest of the time you will practice alone, come over the next day to hand in your homework, and I will take you to various places on weekends. How about observing and studying at the calligraphy exhibition?"

Zhou Yiyi thanked him with tears of gratitude, and left under the complicated eyes of the Qin family.

(End of this chapter)