"Ling Yun, aren't you angry?" He looked at Ling Yun who was walking in front of him silently and cautiously asked.
When Ling Yun stopped and looked at him breathlessly, the fat man couldn't help but become nervous.
"Ling Yun...I didn't mean it." The fat man said sadly.
"I'm not angry." Ling said lightly, paused, and then added, "Next time if there are elders, you can say hello to me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."
"Okay, I will say hello in advance next time." When he saw that Ling Yun was not angry, the fat man jumped for joy, danced and nodded in agreement.
Seeing this, Ling Yun sighed and shook his head.
I thought to myself that this thing is just a child's mind, just get used to it.
…
Time flew by, and in a blink of an eye it was the eve of the quiz. The fat man appeared in front of Ling Yun in a panic, without saying a word.
"What are you doing?" Seeing him like this, I figured something must have happened, otherwise he wouldn't be so calm and content with his temperament.
"Ling Yun, the quiz is about to take place soon." The fat man's voice sounded like a mosquito, with a tangled look on his face.
"I know." Ling Yun looked at him and nodded.
"Um, how's your review going?" The fat man stretched his head over and got closer to him.
"Fortunately, I can recite and recite it." Ling Yun pushed his head away and said calmly.
"Ling Yun..." The fat man felt aggrieved and would burst into tears whenever he disagreed.
"Let's talk when you have something to do, and play while you have nothing to do." During this period, Ling Yun had already figured out his temperament, and pretended to squeeze a few tears to win over his colleagues.
"Hey, look, Ling Yun, the exam is about to take place, can you teach me." Seeing that Ling Yun saw through his little trick, he simply stopped pretending and went straight to the point.
"Teach you what?"
"Ling Yun, you can't just die without saving me. If you don't help me, I'm afraid I won't be able to be in the same class with you." Seeing Ling Yun pretending to be crazy, the fat man became anxious and held his hand tightly.
"That's good, it saves peace and quiet." Ling Yun was unmoved.
"Ling Yun, you sir have a lot of money, please take pity on me and save me!" The fat man cried and screamed, but he didn't shed a single tear.
"Are you noisy enough? If so, go ahead and don't affect my calligraphy practice."
Recently, Ling Yun has been immersed in calligraphy practice, but he always fails to get the point. It is said that the tip of this soft brush is very loose.
He was always unable to convey his power to the tip of the pen as the Master said, which inevitably aroused his competitive spirit.
Because after it decides to do something, it will never give up until it satisfies itself.
After he calmed down and concentrated on writing, he realized that he had reached the essentials of the movements mentioned by Master when he realized that his writing was getting smoother and smoother.
But before I could get familiar with it, I was interrupted by the arrival of the fat man, and I couldn't help but sigh.
"Ling Yun, you promised my mother to take good care of me."
"You are older than me."
"I don't care, I don't care, you have to help me, otherwise you use the brush my mother gave you, aren't you ashamed?"
Hearing this, Ling Yun had a headache. This guy always mentioned this matter whenever he came to him for something.
He knew he shouldn't have wanted his mother's Four Treasures of the Study in the first place, but this guy was the one who screamed the loudest and kept shouting for it. It turned out that this was what he had in mind.
Now it's better, the holding hand is short.
"That's all, please stop first." Seeing the chattering fat man, who kept chattering and arguing, he had no choice but to raise his hands and surrender, because he was afraid of him.
"I knew you were the best to me, Ling Yun, hehe!"
Ling Yun's scalp went numb after hearing this.
"I'll give you my notes, but you have to promise me that you won't lend them to others, and you won't get them dirty or broken. Do you understand?" Ling Yun looked at him helplessly and said seriously.
"I know, I know, don't you trust me? I'm the most reliable." Fatty assured, patting his chest, as if it was as he said, as steady as an old dog.
But Ling Yun, who was familiar with him, couldn't do it. With his character, if he got something good, he would want to show it off every day, for fear that others wouldn't know he had it, which would give him a headache just thinking about it.
"Let me tell you, if you take my notes and spread them around again, it will be useless even if you kneel down and beg me next time." For his first place, just in case, Ling Yun spoke righteously and extremely seriously.
I was afraid that he would be impulsive and take out his notes to show off.
"Okay, okay!" Seeing Ling Yun being so serious, the fat man was stunned for a moment, and nodded fondly.
Then he remembered something again and asked softly, "Well, can I read the recent article?"
"Okay." Ling Yun nodded.
"Then I'm leaving." Seeing Ling Yun nod, the fat man jumped up and down again and disappeared after a while.
The characters are like the people, so Ling Yun worked hard on the calligraphy.
Master Jingshan Academy's calligraphy skill is better than that of Li Chuan. The two are very different. I want to write well.
First of all, you have to learn how to hold the pen correctly. The foundation of writing is to hold the pen with five fingers. The so-called five-finger pen holding means pressing, pressing, hooking, pushing, and resisting...
A person's character is like his character and character, all reflected in his character.
If we can't figure out the key, it seems we can only figure it out slowly.
…
"Ling Yun, Jin Wen, hurry up." The fat man hurriedly urged Ling Yun and the other two because the results of the quiz were out.
As soon as the results of the quiz were posted, Fatty couldn't wait to see the ranking.
Ling Yun, on the other hand, was unhurried. Youdao means that the exam has been taken and the matter is a foregone conclusion. No matter how anxious you are, you can't change the result.
And as far as he is concerned, he feels that he can't escape the first place. He can do most of the questions asked by the master, but there is only one small question that he dare not guarantee.
"Lingyun Lingyun, you are number one, number one." Fatty and Xiaobing struggled to squeeze into the crowd and turned around and shouted loudly.
When Ling Yun heard this, a happy smile appeared on his face.
I saw everyone turning around to see who was number one.
I didn’t know it until I saw it, but I was shocked when I saw it.
The first place turned out to be a man wearing shabby cotton clothes. Even though the clothes were washed and polished, they couldn't hide the stale atmosphere at all.
Everyone couldn't help but sneer at him, obviously looking down on his identity.
Ling Yun was not timid in the face of everyone's gaze, and faced their cynicism with a smile one by one.
"Jinwen, Jinwen is also in Class A." Suddenly the fat man screamed again.
"Master, Master, you are also in Class A." Xiao Bing shouted happily.
The fat man followed his gaze, patted his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief, "It was so close. Fortunately, we passed the line."
Knowing that Fatty was also in Class A, Ling Yun and Zhang Jinwen looked at each other and smiled, their eyes full of surprise.
"Hahaha, I knew that the three of us must be together." In an instant, the fat man returned to them from the crowd and said ecstatically.
Ling Yun glanced at him intentionally or unintentionally.
The fat man scratched his head and smiled, "Hey, okay, okay, I passed the line."
"Shou Fu, didn't you say that you would definitely make it into the top ten?" At this time, Zhang Jinwen, who had always been a man of few words, asked.
The fat man lowered his head in embarrassment.
[Author's digression]: Brothers and sisters who like Little Scholar, I hope that if you have time, you can spend a little time reading this book every day. Tower Reading is originally a free mechanism, and the author's income is purely based on daily reading.
The number of people and the amount of banknotes, if the number of people reading that day is less, it is equivalent to the author’s income being halved or not. So I hope that brothers and sisters, if you have time, can give a little support to the little scholar every day. This is also a small thing for the little scholar.
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