my daughter my hometown

Chapter 378 Scoring
Li Yan turned a deaf ear to the noise of the onlookers.

"Master is here to polish the ink, and you continue to choose the brush and paper you want to use at night."

After finishing speaking, Li Yan put down the pen and paper in his hand, moved the ink ingot and inkstone selected by Su Wan to his face, and polished the ink gracefully round and round.

"Understood, Master." Su Wan nodded, she was not surprised.

It can be said that Li Yan helped grind the ink used for daily practice.

Compared with choosing ink ingots, choosing a brush is much simpler.

Su Wan picked up the brushes that were pleasing to the eye one by one, weighed them, and then selected a pair of brushes that were both pleasing to the eye.Less than 1 minute before and after.

So simple?
Everyone was confused, and quickly turned to look at Li Yan, hoping that she would give an answer.

Li Yan rubbed the ink leisurely, never leaving his eyes from the little apprentice.

She chuckled.

"It is said that if a worker wants to do a good job, he must first sharpen his tools! This statement is true in some respects, but it is not true in another respect."

"Wanwan is just starting to learn calligraphy now. A good brush is helpful for learning, but it will form a dependence. I hope that she can write good calligraphy when she picks up a brush casually in the future."

"This is what the ancients often said that those who are good at calligraphy don't choose paper and pen, and they will get what they want."

"A good calligrapher doesn't choose pen and paper?" Everyone pondered, with thoughtful faces.

"Yes!" Li Yan nodded.

"In general, if she can only write good characters with a good brush at the beginning, then she may not be able to write with a poor pen in her hand. Conversely, if she can use a bad brush If you can also practice good calligraphy, then the rest will naturally be easy."

"So that's what it means." Everyone suddenly realized.

Fan Ling was a little dazed, and couldn't help but ask, "Grandma Li, why did you choose the ink ingots so seriously at Wanwan just now?"

"That's right." Everyone was curious and couldn't help but nodded.

Li Yan recognized Fan Ling.He knew that this girl was a loyal supporter of Hanfu, but he didn't expect her to be so unfamiliar with traditional knowledge, so he couldn't help giving her a strange look.

"Brushes and ink ingots are different. No matter whether the brush is good or bad, it will not harm the body. The quality of the ink stick will affect the health of the body. So no matter what, I ask you to pick a good ink ingot every night."

"Oh. The body is the most important." A group of people suddenly realized.

The little girl didn't know if she understood or not.She giggled, and randomly chose the stack of paper that looked the most pleasing to her eyes.Faithfully fulfilling Li Yan's style of "do not choose pen and paper".

"Master, I've made the choice every night." She reminded crisply.

"Have you chosen Wanwan?" Li Yan nodded, "Okay, let's start writing."

She also ground a large pool of ink, and carefully moved it to the most convenient place for the little girl.

Su Wan looked at Fan Chengwei's clock over there, and couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Say time is long, real time is short.

It took the little girl more than ten minutes to grind the ink, and it took almost no effort to choose other paper and pens.At this time, it is still a long time before the minute hand makes a circle, and there is enough time.

Fetching water, moistening pens, opening paper, paperweight...

Su Wan took her time and made preparations for writing in an orderly manner.In addition to the ridiculous high cushions under her feet, the young girl looks a bit like everyone else.

The onlookers were a little anxious at first, wanting to see what she wrote as soon as possible.

Seeing her elegant and calm appearance at this time, the restlessness in my heart also calmed down.

After a while, Su Wan picked up the brush, licked the ink carefully, and finally started to write.

She wrote in lower case.

"Wanwan only knows lower script for the time being." Li Yan introduced, "The regular script is a font with a square shape and straight strokes, which can be used as a model. That's why it's called regular script."

"Xiaokai, as the name suggests, is the smallest regular script."

Li Yan briefly introduced Xiaokai before continuing with a smile.

"Calics practice Qi, small characters sharpen character. Practicing small characters can not only cultivate Wanwan's stable and generous temperament, but also hone her temperament, so that she can learn patience and carefulness in the future..."

"Amazing, amazing." The onlookers were confused, and felt that it was unpredictable anyway.

"Brother," Su Xue belonged to the most impatient kind.She poked Su Wu quietly, "What do you think Wanwan will write first? I bet she will write the word 'late' first."

Su Wu pondered.

He also thought that his daughter would write the word "late" first, after all, that was the first word the little girl learned to write.However, he said, "I think it should be the word 'Su'. The entire surname of our Yangxin Valley is Su."

Wen Lan on the opposite side of the video was unwilling to be lonely, and said: "Mom is the first word most children learn. Therefore, I think they will write the word 'Mo' first."

Su Xue wiped her sweat.

"Sister-in-law, it's either you or me who will beat her at home. I don't think we will be on the list."

"..." Wen Lan was speechless.

Fang Weimin next to him rubbed his chin, hey hey he came over and patted the wild goose, "Wanwan likes rice balls so much, I think there is a high probability that the word 'fan' will be used."

Fan Ling always contradicted Fang Weimin, she scratched the lion's chin and snorted disdainfully.

"Wan Wan likes An An more. I bet she will write the word 'An' first."

Shhh!
Li Yan stared at them and made a silent gesture towards them.The few people quickly quieted down.

Su Wan didn't know if she heard it or not.With a movement of her little hand, she wrote a familiar word correctly.

dad!
The characters are big and small, which is not good-looking.Yet anyone can recognize it at a glance.

"Well written." Su Xue felt sour in her heart.

She saw the little girl practicing calligraphy before, and she also practiced for several days.But whatever she wrote was black dots, large and small.

Relatively speaking, Su Wan's writing is already very good.

Cough!

A bunch of people didn't know what Su Xue was thinking, and they coughed wildly.Li Yan almost couldn't help coughing out.

Although she stopped a few people from making a bet just now, she was actually guessing what the little apprentice would write first.

Is it heaven, earth or people?

Or red, black or white?

It turned out not at all, it was Dad!

"Xiao Wu," Fang Weimin said with envy and hatred on his face, "This girl is so in love with you."

"I can't help it. Who told me to be the best for her." Su Wu looked smug, and his heart was as sweet as honey.

cut.

Fang Weimin couldn't stand it anymore.He moved to Fan Ling's side, and said quietly: "Honey, why don't we have a sweet little padded jacket like Wanwan. It's well-behaved, cute and sensible."

Fan Ling's heart skipped a beat.

After writing the first word, Su Wan glanced at the clock opposite, and continued to write down calmly.

Wan, Su, Fan, An, Aunt, Mom, Grandma, Grandpa, Teacher...

She doesn't know many words, and each of them is the most frequently mentioned on weekdays.

Maybe it's because the hand soreness from grinding the ink has subsided, or maybe it's because the little girl is familiar with the brush in her hand. If the little girl writes with spirit, the writing becomes better, smoother and more beautiful.

In the end, not only laymen like Fang Weimin, but even the big professors who specialize in the study of historical relics couldn't help nodding their heads in praise.

Soon Su Wan had finished writing the characters she had learned.She racked her brains for a while, but couldn't think of any other words, so she looked up at Li Yan.

"Master," she pointed to the first few words, "I didn't write these words well at night. Can I rewrite them?"

Li Yan nodded.

"Of course. As long as you can write as many times as you like every night during the exam period. Then choose the one you like the most and give it to the master for grades."

"En." The little girl was overjoyed, and quickly started to write again.

After a long while, the exam time was finally over.

Su Wan stopped writing the pen in her hand.She looked at Li Yan excitedly, rubbing her little hands nervously.

"Wanwan finished?" Li Yan looked at the little apprentice quietly, "Then the master gave you a mark!"

"Okay. Master will mark you soon, and I want to know if I'm doing well every night." The little girl nodded quickly, and reached out to her father for a hug.

Seeing his father commenting on the scores of other villagers' friends every week, Su Wan has long been envious.At this time, I can't wait.

"That's good." Li Yan glanced at Su Wan's writing brush still resting on the inkstone, and said each word.

"After writing, leave the writing brush unwashed. This is already Wanwan's old problem. Deduct 10 points..."

10 point?
In terms of numbers, Su Wan only learned how to hold a ball with a stick at the most, and she couldn't help but regret it when she heard it.General sadness suddenly welled up.

The little girl pursed her mouth and burst into tears.

(End of this chapter)