Chapter 53: Will Sangsang who is not working be willing to take me as his teacher? (1 update)

"Student Luo has performed steadily, worthy of his family background. His small regular script is better than many people."

Zhao Xuhuai praised generously.

Luo Qingying had known that this would be the result. She was confident in her own writing. "Teacher Zhao, I wonder if I can take you as my teacher. I know you are also very knowledgeable about running script. I also want to learn running script recently." Zhao

Xuhuai was a little surprised. It seemed that he did not expect that Luo Qingying, who had a family background of learning, would take him as her teacher!

"I'm already this age, and I don't have the energy to teach two more students. As far as I know, Mr. Luo's running script is also excellent, even better than mine."

This is a blatant rejection.

Luo Qingying pursed her lips tightly. She didn't expect that she would be rejected. "Has Mr. Zhao accepted any new disciples recently?"

Zhao Xuhuai looked at Sang Yian with a smile, "I wonder if Sangsang, who is not working today, is interested in learning calligraphy from me?"

"Why?"

Sang Yian and Luo Qingying said in unison, one was puzzled and the other couldn't believe it.

"You have been learning calligraphy in my live broadcast room, right? We have connected online before, I remember you." Zhao Xuhuai said.

"You have a good memory." Sang Yian sighed.

There are nearly 100,000 fans in the live broadcast room. There are many fans who have been selected to connect in recent days. She can't even remember which fans they are, but Zhao Xuhuai can remember them all!

Isn't it said that the older you get, the worse your memory becomes?

"Your set of pens, ink, paper and inkstone is really impressive. Whether it is the Zhuge pen or the eight ink sticks, they are rare treasures."

Zhao Xuhuai sighed, as if he was reminiscing about some delicious food.

Well, how could this person remember her?

He remembered the set of four treasures of the study.

"It's a pity that I didn't have the chance to see it in person."

This blatant hint made Sang Yian a little amused. "When Mr. Zhao has time, you can come to my place and enjoy it at your leisure."

Zhao Xuhuai's eyes lit up and he couldn't wait to leave. "I have time! I have plenty."

"Don't worry about it. It's better to do the apprenticeship ceremony first." Jiang Huaijing reminded.

"Yes, yes, little girl, you haven't said whether you want to be my apprentice or not?" Zhao Xuhuai asked.

Sang Yian thought about it seriously. "After becoming my apprentice, how should I teach? Is there anything special about it?"

Zhao Xuhuai became interested. Under normal circumstances, if he took the initiative to express his intention to accept an apprentice, as long as the other party was a calligraphy enthusiast, he would not ask questions and would definitely be eager to agree immediately.

Although the little girl was also very happy, she was not so happy that she lost her mind. Zhao Xuhuai wanted to tease her, "Since you have become a disciple of a master, you should learn from him. It's almost the same as not having a pen in your hand."

"Then I can't become a disciple of this master." Sang Yian refused decisively, not feeling sorry at all.

"Why?" Zhao Xuhuai was puzzled.

"This is the helplessness of adults. I also have to work to earn money to support my family, otherwise I will be left with nothing!"

Her small supermarket can't be closed all the time, and the store can't be short of staff.

Zhao Xuhuai could understand this, "Then you work during the day, and spend a few hours in class and practice calligraphy at night, is that okay?"

"Isn't it bad to stay up late at night? After all, staying up late can easily lead to sudden death. We still have to take care of our health so that we can live a long and long life."

Sang Yian's tone was serious, not joking at all

. It was really funny that a girl with such a baby face and who looked no different from a high school student was going to start taking care of her health.

"Isn't it too early for you to take care of your health now? Isn't this something I should do at my age?"

Zhao Xuhuai was helpless.

Sang Yian didn't feel any sense of incongruity at all, "You should start to maintain your health as early as possible."

She immediately began to popularize to Zhao Xuhuai how to maintain your health in daily life, when to soak your feet, what to use for soaking feet, what temperature, and how long to soak.

In addition to soaking wolfberries, you can also soak chrysanthemums and roses in the thermos, and what kind of water to drink at what time.

The theoretical knowledge is really quite rich, and everyone was stunned. An absolute little master of health.

Jiang Huaijing had a smile in his eyes from beginning to end, looking at her curiously, "So, what have you experienced?"

Sang Yian gave him a look of experience, "That's quite rich."

Staying up late and working overtime almost caused sudden death!

Most people can't go through it.

"After going through so much, your calligraphy still exudes a sense of unrestrainedness, agility and freedom, which is also quite rare."

Zhao Xuhuai likes Sang Yian's calligraphy very much. From a person's handwriting, one can more or less see the character of that person.

Sang Yian was also very happy to receive such high praise. After all, he has learned calligraphy since childhood. After all these years, he picked it up again and was praised by professionals. This can be regarded as a kind of perfection.

"Thanks to your guidance, otherwise I would not have made such rapid progress if I had just practiced calligraphy by myself."

Sang Yian was really grateful. "Teacher Zhao, after I become your disciple, we won't stay up late for classes. You will assign me homework and I will complete it at home and bring it to you for inspection. Do you think it's okay?"

"After all, I really can't spare too much time in the early stage of my business." "

Ahem!"

"You call that starting a business?"

Lu Zhiyuan, who had been keeping his mouth shut and pretending to be dead, couldn't help but burst out in shock. As Jiang Huaijing's special assistant, his reaction immediately attracted many eyes.

Sang Yian was not convinced. No one could slander her small supermarket!

"How come mine is not considered a start-up? I have invested millions!"

Lu Zhiyao was speechless. "You used those millions to buy a house and renovate it! People who don't know would think you have done some big project! Isn't it just opening a small supermarket?"

Sang Yian narrowed his eyes. "How come opening a supermarket is not considered a start-up? Or do you look down on my small supermarket?"

Lu Zhiyao suppressed his smile, "Sorry, this is the first time I heard that opening a supermarket is also called starting a business."

Sang Yian turned to look at Jiang Huaijing, who was standing straight, and complained to him, "Your special assistant is too ignorant. It's embarrassing to go out. I advise you to change him as soon as possible."

Lu Zhiyao almost rolled his eyes at her. This is his uncle. How could his uncle protect an outsider?

Jiang Huaijing lowered his eyes and thought deeply, "I really need more experience."

Lu Zhiyao's eyes widened in shock, and he subconsciously raised his voice, "Boss Jiang!?"

Sang Yian thought Jiang Huaijing was a good boss. It was rare for him to be able to humbly accept other people's suggestions.

She smiled and looked at Lu Zhiyao, "Since you look down on my small supermarket so much, then you are the first customer on my supermarket's blacklist, and my supermarket is not open to you!"

Lu Zhiyao snorted coldly, "Who cares! There are so many supermarkets on the street, I can go to any one of them? Your home is so remote, even if you beg me to go, I won't go!"