Transmigration of the Famous Cyber Star - Chapter 617

[Chapter 613 Calligraphy Exam]

While Yu Zhan was packing Xie Fuguang, Capital University was also entering the intense final exam week. Most of the elective courses had to be completed before the exam week, which naturally included the regular script class. This Friday night, the regular script class was taken by Liu Man on his behalf. Last class.

In the last class, she had informed all the students in advance that in the last class everyone should bring their own pen, ink, paper and inkstone.

Due to the large number of elective students and the need for a large space for brushing and splashing ink, Liu Man reserved two large classrooms as the examination room.

The signs of Exam Room 1 and Exam Room 2 were also posted on the door.

She also immediately assigned the students’ seats in the examination room, everyone took their seats, and everything was done properly.

Professor Su originally planned to invigorate the exam and find a graduate student to help him without spending Liu Man’s energy. After all, she also had to prepare for the exams of other professional courses, but Liu Man said that since she was in charge of the substitute work, she had to do things well. Do it from beginning to end.

The classmates saw Liu Man standing at the door to greet them, smiled and said hello,

“Mr. Liu, you came so early, it’s been too hard.”

“Sister, my handwriting is not good. When you grade, you must be merciful.”

“If I had a beautiful invigilator like you in every exam, I’d be afraid of a stupid exam.”

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Everyone has been classmates of the same age, but now they are all familiar with Liu Man. They know that she is not a cold beauty, nor does she have the majesty of a teacher. She has a gentle personality like the sister next door, so she dares to do this. Make jokes with her.

Liu Man pretended to be serious and said, “You have to take the exam well, and don’t be caught cheating by me!”

Everyone laughed. Liu Man had said before that no matter how bad the calligraphy is, as long as you can understand what you write, you can pass the exam. Therefore, everyone has the same mentality for this exam. , the key is to participate!

However, after everyone put their own pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, at first glance, they still have a somewhat professional (pretend) posture.

Xiong Jie arrived late, and it was only a minute before the exam started. When he saw Liu Man, he smiled unnaturally. He buried his head and was about to go inside. Liu Man stopped him, “Xiong Jie, Your seat is in the next classroom, fourth in the third row.”

“Oh,” Xiong Jie replied dully, and quickly turned to the second classroom.

Liu Man looked at his back and sighed. Ever since Yu Zhan told her that Xiong Jie might like her, she began to keep a distance from Xiong Jie, while paying attention to his attitude. She felt that Yu Zhan was thinking too much.

It turned out that what Yu Zhan said should be true.

She found that when Xiong Jie was in class, he would always look at her secretly, not only in the calligraphy class, but also in their own professional class. Once, Liu Man wanted to borrow notes from Liang Shengnan.

Liang Shengnan said that she didn’t remember everything, and Xiong Jie took the initiative to come over and said that he was willing to lend his notes to Liu Man, causing Liang Shengnan to look sideways and surprised.

In the end, Liu Man hurriedly said no, and she saw Xiong Jie’s disappointment.

Xiong Jie is a very sensitive boy. He realized that Liu Man might have noticed his careful thinking, and his inferiority complex became more serious, and he never said a word to Liu Man after that.

The bell rings and the exam officially begins. The exam is not a professional calligraphy competition. There is no limit to the content, the number of words, the topic and subject matter. Students are free to write whatever they want, even if they only write one word. But be sure to know your major, class and name.

Some people may be holding a brush for the first time, and the posture of holding the pen is just wrong, and the ink is scattered everywhere; some people do not write by themselves. There was laughter from time to time.

Liu Man went back and forth between the two examination rooms, helping his classmates to correct the posture of holding the pen, and answering the questions of the classmates by the way. That’s right, when it came to the exam, some people asked Liu Man how to write.

For a time, the two classrooms danced and laughed.

The test is to be graded on the spot. After the classmates have finished writing, they raise their hands to signal, and Liu Man will walk over.

The first classmate who finished writing was a tall and sturdy boy. The content of what he wrote was a sentence of chicken soup on the Internet, which was about ten words. The handwriting was just like his people, very wild and scribbled.

He was in a hurry, he finished writing early, went to self-study early, and he had to review professional courses.

Unexpectedly, Liu Man picked up the phone and wanted to take a picture. He quickly blocked it with his body and said nervously, “Sister, what are you taking?”

“It was the first time that the school offered a calligraphy class. Professor Su asked me to take pictures of your works and keep them as a souvenir. The paper is not easy to keep. He said that although others can’t come, they can understand everyone’s level.”

“Damn, you didn’t say it earlier!” The boy was shocked and ashamed, and he also knew that his coping errands could not be elegant, so what was written about Ulasi should be saved in a gross file. Destroy it in place?

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“Wait, I have to rewrite it.”

Liu Man said tolerantly, UU reading www.

sonicmtl.com “Okay, call me after you write it.”

The conversation between the two was overheard by other classmates. They were ashamed looking at their ghost painting talisman. How could this level be seen?

How to meet the teacher!

They also want face!

Everyone can only crawl with 12 points of energy, and take each stroke seriously, but they are not much better than ghosts.

When Liu Man was taking pictures, the students sighed one after another. Liu Man’s scores were not low, all in the 80s.

Not everyone is bad at writing. Some students should have a foundation in calligraphy. The handwriting is not artistic, but at least it is neat and beautiful. Liu Man directly scored 100 points.

Xiong Jie’s words belong to those who can get 100 points. He only handed in the papers when the exam was about to end. At this time, there were only a few people left in the classroom.

After writing for so long, Liu Man thought that Xiong Jie had written a long essay, but he didn’t expect that there were only eight words on his paper: “Han has a wandering girl, you can’t think about it”.

Liu Man’s heart skipped a beat. What Xiong Jie wrote was from the Book of Songs, describing a young man’s pursuit and reverie of a woman he had a crush on.

Thousands of Chinese characters and countless ancient poems and sentences, why did Xiong Jie write this sentence?

Liu Man didn’t want to go deep into the reasons, pretended to be ignorant, and only commented on his calligraphy, “Your handwriting is clear and neat, your brush strokes are regular, and your writing is very good.”

She wrote 100 after Xiong Jie’s name on the form, took a photo, turned around and left without making any eye contact with Xiong Jie.

Xiong Jie looked at her indifferent back, his courage and enthusiasm completely cooled down, he lowered his head even more inferiorly and tightened his neck.

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