She sighed.
The handwriting of Youyou, a newbie, is actually better than hers.
Hua Wanchi was silent for two seconds, defeated by his extremely poor talent in calligraphy.
Hua Qingping laughed twice and pretended to comfort him:
"Hey, it's okay, Chi Chi. Youyou is just more talented! You still need more practice to write well. Just practice more and you'll be fine."
Hua Wanchi held his breath.
She writes, she writes, she writes and writes!
hateful!
Dead hand, hurry up and write according to the habits of your previous life!
The ending is very bleak, and it’s still that novice font.
Although she hasn't picked up a pen to write for many years, it's not like she has completely lost the habit!
Hua Wanchi was very sad and angry.
Never mind, her handwriting wasn’t that good in her previous life.
Just treat it as starting over again.
At least her bad habits are gone and she can practice her handwriting again.
"One, two, three. Those are the three numbers."
Little Pomelo was very excited: "Then the number four must be four horizontal lines!"
Very good, this is probably the question every novice player will ask when they first learn to read.
Hua Wanchi knew that the number four actually had a separate way of writing it.
But Hua Qingping said, "Actually, a long, long time ago, the number four really was four horizontal lines."
As he spoke, he wrote the character "亖" on the paper.
Then he wrote another "four".
"But now we don't use that character. Our number four is written like this. Look, there are two strokes inside a small box..."
Hua Wanchi was stunned.
She vaguely remembered that she seemed to have seen this word on the Internet in her previous life.
But it is generally used as a homonym of "death".
She hadn't thought of this at all!
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