It has been a few days since Zhao Rong took his first calligraphy class, and this is his third class.
The students of Suixing Hall felt that, if there were no accidents, in the three calligraphy classes including this class, Zhao Rong except for giving a few simple pointers when asked by several students at the beginning, he did not give any other instructions at other times.
, they all took them to 'hang out' in Linlu Academy.
It is euphemistically called happy education.
Just follow what makes you happy, right?
Many students were unhappy.
Moreover, after Zhao Rong led everyone to wander around for a class, he would still have a lot of homework before get out of class, which was nothing more than copying some calligraphy stickers he selected, and the scale of the homework... To be honest, it was a bit cruel, as expected. He is an 'old student' and knows how to squeeze out every drop of everyone's spare time. However, Mr. Zhao, we are from the same roots, so why be too hasty with each other?
The atmosphere of Mochi Academy is loose on the outside and tight on the inside. Some art classes don’t even have any homework at all. They mainly make full use of the time in the lecture hall and provide heuristic teaching. As for after class, they all rely on students to learn spontaneously.
Although study is relaxed, it also has a lot of freedom. Most of those who can pass the assessment to enter Linlu Academy have good self-control and work hard after class. After all, there are two things to encourage them, the 'seniors' and the 'mid-month exam'
go ahead.
However, if a Zhao Rong suddenly appears at this time, he will take you to wander around in class and say nothing. After class, he will arrange homework as hard as possible. Most of them require students to copy copybooks over and over again, and they are also required to hand them in for inspection.
Are you angry?
Anyway, the students of Shuixing Hall feel that some uncles are intolerable and some are intolerable...
Happy education, right? I think you teach happily and take the lead in paddling.
Some students looked unhappy.
琤cong
At this moment, in Cengcong Valley, the autumn sun is just right, and the clear sound is still there.
‘Mr. Zhao’ and his students were staring at each other in silence for a moment, and no one spoke. The latter was probably choked by Zhao Rong’s words not long ago.
Zhao Rong looked around at the students of Suixing Hall, including Yu Huaijin and Fan Yushu, and his eyes lingered on the faces of some students for a moment, looking around.
He curled his lips slightly.
It felt like in the first class a few days ago, the effect of using Yu Huaijin, an old senior who they all respected, to establish his authority was not enough.
Within a few days, there were signs of a mass attack?
Is it because Yu Huaijin, the senior student of Suixing Hall, is not as feared by the students of Suixing Hall as Zhao Rong imagined, and the effect of establishing his prestige is not good, or is it because of the seeds of some kind of 'prejudice', which were among his students from the beginning?
Is it deeply buried in the heart of a classmate and student that has taken root?
Zhao Rong didn't know.
Don't want to know either.
Just wear the clothes and that's it.
At this time, in the silence of the entire audience, Zhao Rong suddenly nodded, lowered his eyes and patted the sleeves of both hands, and said without raising his eyes: "Old rules, everyone is free to move around, don't disturb those senior brothers and sisters studying.
That’s it.”
After finishing his words, he put his hands behind his back again and walked towards the apricot grove pavilion by the water.
Everyone was silent and motionless.
"Mr. Zhao."
At this moment, someone actually spoke first, as expected by a certain Mr. Zhao.
Zhao Rong ignored him and continued walking forward.
"Mr. Zhao, please stay. The students are not convinced!"
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, paused in his steps, and looked sideways, when the figure of a feminine student who made a sound came into his peripheral vision.
He nodded secretly.
As expected of you, Peiliang, you have never let me down before.
"The students are not convinced."
At this moment, among the crowd, Wu Peiliang slowly walked out with a serious tone. In everyone's view, he pursed his lips and frowned, raised his chest and raised his head. His steps were quite awe-inspiring, and mixed with some generosity to die.
, Loyalty reflects history, I fell but there are still thousands of determination behind me.
Zhao Rong looked at Wu Peiliang with admiration.
When it comes to being in the limelight, Brother Peiliang, you are the most active when it comes to being in the limelight. You rush for it every time, and you become more courageous with every setback. Not bad, not bad.
He sighed slightly and thought, "How can I teach him anything?"
Wu Peiliang had a solemn expression and a deep voice.
"Mr. Zhao, I don't mean to offend you. I'm just telling you the truth. I'm trying to correct your mistake. Although you are the biggest teacher in the class, the old teacher at the school also said that the teacher does not necessarily mean that you are right. There are mistakes.
We students must also not be afraid of timely corrections from authorities and promote each other, rather than just obeying what is said.”
He paused.
Hearing this, Zhao Rong was speechless. He glanced at Wu Peiliang, who was carrying forward the fine traditions of Mochi Academy, and nodded.
When Wu Peiliang saw this, he chuckled inwardly. He raised his chin slightly, glanced at Zhao Rong, then looked around at the students around him, and continued loudly:
"Of course, we are all scholars. We need to be reasonable and talk about everything openly. Mr. Zhao takes us for a walk in every class. You should also have your own reasons. You might as well talk about it and let everyone listen, instead of just talking all the time.
Pressure everyone and let us follow it without thinking."
As soon as he finished speaking, the students of Suixing Hall looked at me and I looked at you. Immediately, many people in the crowd responded in support.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows and turned around. The voices in the crowd suddenly disappeared, but the expressions of the students could still see some dissatisfaction. He suddenly looked at Yu Huaijin, only to see that she was still the same, looking serious.
Standing quietly with his hands down and his eyes down, Zhao Rong knew that unless he did something that ignored the rules of the academy and Chang Gang's etiquette, Senior Yu would always obey what he said in class.
Zhao Rong squinted his eyes and did not look at Wu Peiliang. Instead, he looked at the students of Suixing Hall, but he finally spoke.
"I already told you the reason once when I left the house in the first class, and now I will tell you the reason for the second and last time."
He said softly:
"To learn calligraphy, the first step is 'work study', which means diligent study and hard practice; the second step is 'comprehension', that is, receiving inspiration from all phenomena of nature. Let you go back and copy excellent calligraphy, which is work study. Now in class, sir, I will personally take you on a tour
Playing in mountains and rivers, all you want is to understand the word after reading thousands of sails. In short, calligraphy, the boring and hard practice of horizontal and vertical dots, and a bit of clarity when looking back, are all indispensable. The former is bones and flesh, and the latter is spirit.
Only in this way can the calligraphy be alive, otherwise it will be useless without any of it. This is the correct way of calligraphy."
Zhao Rong looked at the silent crowd and shook his head.
"Hey, the few classes I took at Zhengyi Hall next door didn't even have an explanation, but I didn't see many students from Zhengyi Hall have any opinions. They all followed me obediently. Some students from Zhengyi Hall took the initiative to recommend interesting places to me.
, such as this Cengcong Valley, but when it comes to our Suixingtang..."
He paused, but didn't say any more. After all, Zhao Rong used to hate 'other people's children', but now...it smells so good.
"Actually, it's the same as Mr. Si taking us to listen to the beautiful sounds of heaven and earth. It's a very simple reason. Why can't I do what other gentlemen do? Could it be because you have objections to me, sir?"
The field suddenly became quiet. Many students didn't take it seriously, but no one dared to look at Zhao Rong.
Wu Peiliang frowned slightly, Mr. Music and Art, Mr. Painting took everyone out on a study tour. Is that because of the art they taught? You are a writer, why do you want to go out to collect scenery?
Calligraphy has not even touched the Dao yet, how can it be possible to gain enlightenment from heaven and earth? Then don’t imitate other people’s methods. Painting a tiger will not be like a dog.
He suddenly smiled, took a step forward, saluted and said sincerely: "We all know what Mr. Zhao said about 'engineering' and 'comprehension', but now that the mid-month exam is coming, what we need most now is the teacher's pen and ink."
Teacher, please don’t hide your secret recipe for special skills, please give me your advice.”
Zhao Rong raised his eyelids slightly, feeling that he had just wasted his words. He had agreed that he would only need his body, but because he was a fellow student, he couldn't help but talk too much...
Wu Peiliang was quite satisfied when he saw that Zhao Rong just looked at him without speaking. He must have been dumbfounded and speechless. He shook his head inwardly and glanced at Zhao Rong. Then teach him something useful quickly. Don't worry.
Are you making excuses for being lazy in class, or are you saying that you don’t know how to teach at all?
Everyone looked at ‘Mr. Zhao’.
Zhao Rong turned to look at Wu Peiliang. He thought for a while and suddenly said: "Are you teaching me how to do things?"
Wu Peiliang: “…………”
He took a deep breath, then smiled and saluted: "I don't dare, sir, please don't change the topic, and promise Peiliang and all my classmates not to hide anything anymore."
A group of dissatisfied Suixingtang students stared at ‘Mr. Zhao’.
Zhao Rong nodded without saying anything, and suddenly turned his head to look at Yu Huaijin, who had been silent.
The place fell silent.
Everyone saw this and looked at it together.
I saw Yu Huaijin standing quietly for a moment, then suddenly moved, his hands slowly stretched out from his sleeves, and took out a... ruler, a thick and long ruler. The old-fashioned woman held it in her hand and looked at Wu Peiliang with a straight face.