Learning can be a critical hit, I make a little progress every day

It was not just Meng Deqiang, but also Zhang Ping and Qin Tian who were following closely behind him.

They were so surprised to see Jiang Yichen perform his stunts for the first time.

"This is Wang Xizhi's original work, awesome!" Qin Tian raised his thumb and praised

"It's just basic exercises. You'll get the feel of it after copying it more often." Jiang Yichen shrugged, blew it gently with his mouth, and then pasted the calligraphy on the white wall above his desk.

Zhang Ping looked at it carefully for a while, and his heart was calm."Brother Jiang, your calligraphy is really good, it makes people feel very comfortable."

"Can you write a few words for me? I will also post them on the wall."

"I want it too. I want it too."

"Chenchen, I will pay for your lunch for the next two days." Meng Deqiang showed his sincerity directly.

"I'll buy you a bottle of soda, Arctic Ocean"

"I, I'll warm your bed……"

The other two also expressed their sincerity.

But Qin Tian's sincerity was a little strange.

Jiang Yichen waved his hand,"Okay, give each of you one. Tell me, what are the words on it?"

"My writing: Struggle"

"I just want quiet."

"Me, hey, Brother Jiang, can you write for me that I am a handsome guy?"

"……Awesome." Jiang Yichen looked at Qin Tian with emotion. This young man didn't look so introverted. He was very sultry.

Jiang Yichen then calmed down and wrote a picture for each of the three people.

Meng Deqiang looked at the"Struggle" in his hand, his thoughts very focused,"I feel like I have the energy to study again, I'm going to study late into the night."

As he spoke, he took out"Principles of Economics" and started to preview.

The school had just started, and these people studied in the library during the day and in the dormitory at night. They all rolled up their books.

It's true that there are geniuses from all over the province.

"Brother Meng, you are working too hard. I am going to take a shower."

Zhang Ping was speechless. Although the big man in front of him looked careless, his learning talent and hard work were no less than his.

Qin Tian also looked at him for a while, and whispered to Jiang Yichen,"Brother Jiang, if you want to go to the study room, let's go together tomorrow."

He felt a little embarrassed when he saw that Jiang Yichen was not there in the afternoon and only the three of them went to study together.

Especially since Jiang Yichen had just sent them a calligraphy.

His writing level could be considered a calligrapher.

"We didn't find you this afternoon."

"I have something to do in the afternoon. It's okay, you guys go, I'll just come to the dormitory occasionally."Jiang Yichen waved his hand, not caring at all.

After sending his three roommates away with a piece of calligraphy, Jiang Yichen folded a long piece of rice paper and prepared to write a piece to be mounted in the company.

Although Lian Suo and the others are very serious about their work, they are no longer at the age of studying with peace of mind. Sometimes the code they write is still a little complicated, and even has some low-level bugs.

Therefore, as a capitalist, Jiang Yichen is going to put a piece of calligraphy in the office and squeeze everyone's labor.

With high spirits, Jiang Yichen wrote four words with a big stroke of his pen.

Just wait for the ink to dry before mounting it.

However, before Jiang Yichen's calligraphy was dry, Principal Liu Youxi called.

He looked very anxious.

It turned out that Liu Youxi, who got Jiang Yichen's"Jing" calligraphy, thought it was good at first, and it was 80% of his level, but after taking it back, the more he looked at it, the less satisfied he was. It felt right.

No matter how upset he was, when he looked at the calligraphy, Liu Youxi's heart would calm down very quickly.

Not only that, sometimes when he thought about some problems, he was obviously more focused.

His thoughts would not fly around.

Only then did he realize that Jiang Yichen's calligraphy might be in a trance!

In other words, Jiang Yichen injected soul into the calligraphy, which could make people really see the calligraphy in their hearts.

The"quiet" in front of him seemed to really have a calming effect.

And it was not a mysterious thing, it was what Liu Youxi felt through many experiments.

Liu Youxi was reluctant to put it in the senior class.

But later, out of his original intention of teaching and educating people, he reluctantly left it to the next senior class 9.

Yes, Jiang Yichen's Class 9 has been passed down. The originally ordinary Class 9 has become a place that everyone yearns for. Even the tables and chairs that Jiang Yichen has sat on are scrambled for.

Class 9 is already the top class in Anyuan No. 2 Middle School.

This framed calligraphy is hung next to the blackboard, and almost every student can see it.

In just a few days, Liu Youxi found that the concentration of the whole class has improved significantly.

Liu Youxi thought about it and immediately called Jiang Yichen.

""Principal, are there any rewards that haven't been given out yet?"

Jiang Yichen was not polite and asked jokingly.

You know, Jiang Yichen is already in college now, and normally he wouldn't have much interaction with Principal Liu Youxi and others.

Liu Youxi chuckled,"Yichen, there are no rewards, but there is a deal, I wonder if you would like to do it?"

"The sun is rising from the west, and you, as the principal, can do business?"

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Liu Youxi smiled awkwardly,"Do you still have the word '静' that you wrote last time?"

"You mean the word"静". It's not easy to write, it takes a lot of thought."Jiang Yichen directly expressed the difficulty.

"Don't worry, I'll pay for it."

"No, Principal, I know what kind of words you want, but you have been practicing calligraphy for many years and you know that words that are infused with the soul cannot be written casually."

"50,000 yuan for a piece of calligraphy"

"Principal, this is not about money."

"100,000……"

"Principal, I will try my best to write a few."

When Liu Youxi heard that Jiang Yichen agreed, he immediately said happily,"Okay, it's settled, I want 15"

"Damn, Principal, you are rich now?"

Liu Youxi laughed,"This is all thanks to you and Leng Qingxue!"

"Now not only are your teachers Liu Ming and others famous, but our school has also become a famous school. We made a small profit just from the transfer fees."

"Awesome." Jiang Yichen praised,"However, 15 pieces is impossible. Don't think that you can sell them wholesale. This is really a pain. Not only that, I said in advance that although this is a bit mysterious, the effect of the preservation of the words is expected to be about one year."

Jiang Yichen made this clear first, so that Liu Youxi would not blame him later.

"One year is enough!"

"Just tell me, how much can it be?"

"5 pictures"

"Okay, Yichen, this deal is still valid. If you can write it again, I want more."Liu Youxi made a reservation in advance.

"Also, please keep it a secret, don't let those shady people in No. 1 Middle School know about it."

Jiang Yichen rolled his eyes, feeling that Liu Youxi on the other end of the phone was the biggest shady person.

With the added bonus of calmness brought by the calligraphy and paintings written by Jiang Yichen with the Hanzhen brush, I'm afraid that the results of Anyuan No. 2 Middle School will really surpass No. 1 Middle School in all aspects.

By then, the situation will really change.

After agreeing to Liu Youxi's conditions, Jiang Yichen looked at the extra rice paper on hand, and immediately began to think and write. In just a few minutes, he wrote out the word"quiet" in 5 different fonts.

After the ink dried, he packed it and sent it out.

Liu Youxi seemed to be afraid that Jiang Yichen would regret it, so he immediately transferred 500,000 yuan to Jiang Yichen's account.

The next day, Jiang Yichen sent the 5 calligraphy pieces back via EMS express.

In addition, he framed a banner plaque and took it to the company.

As soon as he arrived at the company, Lian Suo's eyes lit up.

"Mr. Jiang, what an animated Du Fu! His writing is so artistic!"

"……"