I haven't even noticed this little habit.

I didn't expect he still remembered...

"Brother Nanqi, thank you."

"Hmm?" Hearing this, Zhan Nanqi tilted his head to look at her, a little surprised, "Thank you for what?"

"Thank you for taking care of me, thank you for being so nice to me..."

Xue Jiayu blinked her eyes, "Brother Nanqi is the tallest, I like Brother Nanqi the most."

[Who can not love such a caring and sweet boy? I love you so much, handsome boy! ]

Zhan Nanqi: "..."

Hearing Xue Jiayu's undisguised thoughts, Zhan Nanqi was stunned for a moment.

His ears flushed as he said, "Am I really...that good?"

"Of course!" Xue Jiayu's star-like eyes flickered with tiny lights, "So, Brother Nanqi, you have to be so nice to me from now on, okay?"

Looking at Xue Jiayu like this, Zhan Nanqi felt soft in his heart.

It feels a little sour and a little warm, but I don’t understand what that feeling is.

With a rare smile on his face, he just replied, "Okay."

Solemn and firm.

The ground near the podium was patted, and the two children sat there, as if they were in a world of their own.

Even the air is filled with a faint warmth.

In the first class, the teacher distributed books and let everyone get to know each other, and time passed quickly.

Next, because it was the first day of class, the teacher didn’t say anything important.

I just want everyone to take out their summer homework and explain it briefly.

Xue Jia lived a relaxed and happy life.

But after all, I am in junior high school, and it is a little different from elementary school.

What's more, Hausen School is regarded as an aristocratic school in the city, the province, and the country.

In addition to focusing on education like general examination-oriented schools.

We also focus on cultivating various interests and promoting the all-round development of students.

The last class on the first day was calligraphy class.

“Most of the students here are promoted directly from the primary school, and they also know that our school has always offered calligraphy courses.”

Walking up to the podium, the calligraphy teacher glanced at the students below and said calmly, "But in junior high school, our calligraphy classes are different from those in elementary school."

"You can't just buy a calligraphy book and practice a few pages and then just get away with it."

The calligraphy teacher casually wrote the word "正" on the blackboard.

Then he said, "Today is the first day of school, let's practice this correct character."

"Remember to keep the lines straight and level, and also pay attention to your pen-holding posture."

In aristocratic schools, students do not need to prepare anything other than tuition fees.

When the calligraphy teacher asked us to practice calligraphy, he had already distributed the brushes and rice paper to us.

Now, following his reminder, all the students present spread out the rice paper and slowly started writing on it.

Xue Jiayu looked around and finally set his eyes on the few "正" characters written by Zhan Nanqi.

I saw a line written crookedly on the rice paper.

Hmm...

[Although it doesn't look very good, it's pretty good for someone who's writing calligraphy for the first time. ]

[Ah, I didn't expect this. I thought Brother Nanqi was great at everything he did.]

[I didn't expect that there were things he wasn't good at. ]

“…”

I thought the words I wrote were too ugly to be read.

This girl was still mumbling in her heart, disturbing him.

Zhan Nanqi frowned and simply put down the brush.

Help her spread out the rice paper, then dip her brush in ink and hand it to her.

"You write."

Well...

Listen to Brother Nanqi utter two words lightly.

Xue Jiayu frowned and hesitated to take the brush.

To be honest, she has a lifetime of memories more than ordinary people.

But I have never touched calligraphy in my two lifetimes.

Xue Jiayu hesitated. Zhan Nanqi looked at her, puzzled. "Why, no?"

She won't laugh at others. Where on earth does this girl get the courage from?

"Who said I can't do it?" He probably understood the meaning in Zhan Nanqi's eyes.

Xue Jiayu grabbed the brush, quite angrily, "Who said I can't do it?"

[Isn’t it just calligraphy? Just wait, I’ll write it for you! ]

By the way, as a time traveler, apart from knowing the plot of the original book, God did not give her any golden fingers.

It's just writing some calligraphy. God shouldn't be so stingy as to embarrass her, right?

Thinking of this, Xue Jiayu picked up the pen with great vigor and confidence.

However, it turned out that God was very stingy this time.

She had just picked up the brush when the calligraphy teacher walked past her.

After taking a look, he couldn't help but remind her, "Xue Jiayu's classmate, your pen holding posture is wrong."

"Let the teacher teach you how to hold it."

They were praised at the graduation ceremony, and their parents even gave speeches in public.

All of these are recorded in the files for the transition from primary school to junior high school.

The calligraphy teacher had some impression of Xue Jiayu, so he was a little more patient with her than with others.

He placed the brush in Xue Jiayu's palm, and then patiently taught her how to hold the brush with three fingers: thumb, index finger and middle finger.

"Yes, that's right. Jiayu is really smart."

The calligraphy teacher was generous with his praise, "I'll demonstrate it to you again, and you can follow along."

As he spoke, the calligraphy teacher wrote the character "正" (Zheng) on ​​the rice paper, with iron-like strokes and silver-like hooks, which was quite elegant.

ah……

Although she had never written calligraphy before, Xue Jiayu thought that calligraphy was not just that simple.

She didn't plan to become a master of calligraphy or painting. As for her calligraphy, it was enough for her to be just passable.

But it wasn't until he saw the calligraphy teacher's words that Xue Jiayu felt.

Just like it's just enough to get by, but not too embarrassing.

Next to them, the calligraphy teacher was still urging, "Student Xue Jiayu, try writing it yourself?"

Even Zhan Nanqi, who was standing next to him, couldn't help but raise his eyes curiously.

It's just calligraphy, it's not that difficult...

Although there were only two people around, Xue Jiayu seemed to write a correct character in full view of everyone.

only……

"Your word '正' doesn't seem quite right?"

Xue Jiayu had just finished writing when Zhan Nanqi looked at it carefully, then frowned and came to this conclusion.

Well...

Xue Jiayu put down the brush, looked at the character in front of him, and then looked at his hands.

The smile on his face gradually disappeared, "This word doesn't seem to be very correct."

[Not to mention the one written by the teacher, even compared to the one written by Brother Nan Qi, it’s a bit horrible, isn’t it? ]

Xue Jiayu lowered his eyes, feeling rather dejected.

Is it true that apart from the plot, there is really no cheat code?

Xue Jiayu began to doubt her life a little, and Zhan Nanqi didn't mean to tease her.

Seeing the girl so dejected, he couldn't help but comfort her, "Although this character is not very correct, it is also very distinctive."

[Yeah, isn't it unique? Look at that horizontal line, it looks just like Parkinson's!]