Chapter 613 Calligraphy Examination
While Yu Zhan was cleaning up Xie Fuguang, Capital University also entered the busy final exam week. Most elective courses had to end before the exam week, which naturally included the regular script class. This Friday night's regular script class was the last class that Liu Man would teach.
During her last class, she had already informed all the students that everyone should bring their own pen, ink, paper and inkstone for the last class.
Since there were many students taking the course, they needed a large space to paint, so Liu reserved two large classrooms as the examination rooms. She also carefully posted signs for examination room one and room two at the door. She also immediately assigned the students seats, and everyone sat in their assigned seats. Everything was done in a formal manner.
Professor Su originally planned to find a random graduate student to help with the exam so as not to waste Liu Lan's energy. After all, she also had to prepare for exams in other professional courses. But Liu Lan said that since she was responsible for the substitute teaching job, she had to do it well and see it through to the end.
When the classmates saw Liu Lan standing at the door to greet them, they smiled and said,
"Teacher Liu, you're here so early. You must be so tired."
"Senior, my handwriting is not good. Please go easy on me when you grade me."
"If I had a beautiful invigilator like you for every exam, I wouldn't be afraid of any exams."
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Everyone was originally classmates of similar age, and now they were all familiar with Liu Lan. They knew that she didn't have the airs of a cold beauty, nor did she have the majestic look of a teacher. Her gentle personality was like that of a sister next door, so they dared to joke with her like this.
Liu Lan pretended to be serious and said, "You must take the exam seriously and don't let me catch you cheating!"
Everyone laughed. Liu Man had said before that no matter how bad your calligraphy is, as long as what you write is understandable, you can pass the exam. Therefore, everyone took this exam as a game. The most important thing is to participate! However, after everyone put their own pens, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, they still looked quite professional at first glance.
Xiong Jie arrived late, with one minute left before the exam. When he saw Liu Lan, he smiled unnaturally and was about to walk in with his head down. Liu Lan called him, "Xiong Jie, your seat is in the next classroom, third row, fourth seat."
"Oh," Xiong Jie responded woodenly, and quickly turned and walked towards the second classroom.
Liu Lan 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 and at the same time paid attention to his attitude. She felt that Yu Zhan was thinking too much.
It turned out that what Yu Zhan said was probably true.
She found that Xiong Jie would always secretly glance at her during class, not only in calligraphy class, but also in their own professional classes. Once, Liu Lan wanted to borrow Liang Shengnan's notes. Liang Shengnan said that she didn't remember everything, so Xiong Jie took the initiative to come over and said that he was willing to lend his notes to Liu Lan, which made Liang Shengnan look at him in surprise. Finally, Liu Lan quickly said no, and she saw Xiong Jie's disappointed face.
Xiong Jie was a very sensitive boy. He realized that Liu Lan might have discovered his little thoughts, and his inferiority complex became even worse. He never spoke to Liu Lan again.
When the bell rang, the exam officially began. The exam was not a professional calligraphy competition. There was no limit on the content, number of words, topic or subject matter. Students were allowed to express themselves freely and write whatever they wanted, even just one word. However, they must be clear about their major, class and name.
Some people may be holding a brush for the first time, and if they hold the brush incorrectly, they will get ink everywhere; some people do not write themselves, but first watch what others write, and then find that others are not as good as themselves, and various laughters can be heard from time to time in the classroom. Liu Man patrolled the two examination rooms, helping students correct their pen holding postures and answering their questions. Yes, before the exam, some people still consulted Liu Man on how to write.
For a moment, the two classrooms were in chaos and filled with laughter.
The exam would be graded on the spot. Students who had finished writing would raise their hands and Liu Lan would walk over.
The first student to finish writing was a tall and strong boy. What he wrote was a piece of chicken soup from the Internet, which had only about ten words. His handwriting was as wild and sloppy as he was.
He was in a hurry, so he had to finish writing early and go to study early, as he still had to review his major courses.
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