Pei clan studies.
"Brothers, go home and continue working!"
After seeing Wu Qinglan's reaction, Pei Jian looked extremely proud.
If he had a tail, it would have been up in the sky by now.
The other three dandy young masters also had frivolous expressions.
Wu Qinglan, who was only holding the first half of the storybook, was so hooked that he asked anxiously: "Write well when you go home, write quickly, and show it to me as soon as you finish it... Ahem, help me correct it, do you hear me?!"
Pei Jian didn't say anything at first.
Zhuang Jin said to Qiao, "Let's talk about it later. After all, we are busy with schoolwork."
Mr. Wu was so angry that he vomited blood. He picked up the manuscript in his hand and pretended to smash it on Zhuang Jin's head.
Zhuang Jin dodged like a loach and made a face at him: "Stinky old man, I'll teach you how to call the young masters rotten wood again in the future! Now you know how powerful the young masters are!"
This feeling amazed the Master so much, it was so refreshing!
Wu Qinglan blushed when he heard this.
He was indeed deeply attracted by the book "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit".
Upon seeing this, the four playboys laughed and walked away proudly, arm in arm.
After taking just two steps, Pei Jian asked in confusion: "Hey? Where's my brother Xian?"
"Come on."
Cui Xian responded from a distance and trotted over with a smile.
Watching the four dandy young masters leave, Wu Qinglan was still thinking about the story of Young Hero Rainbow Cat.
The more he thought about it, the more wonderful it seemed to him. He couldn't help but continue reading the half-written manuscript and walked towards the ear room.
On the way to the ear room, Master Wu and Cui Xian happened to pass by each other.
Cui Xian greeted: "Hello, Master!"
This child seems to be Pei Jian’s servant.
Wu Qinglan nodded politely at him, but he was obviously still thinking about the plot, so he was a little absent-minded.
Yu Guangli.
He saw Cui Xian and Pei Jian and four others joining together.
A few people walked out with smug looks on their faces, and their conversation could still be vaguely heard.
"Brother Xian, you don't know that when Old Wu was reading the storybook just now, his expression was sometimes excited and sometimes worried. It was so exciting!"
“Then I saw that half of it was gone, and I got really anxious for him, hahaha!”
"I didn't expect that such a staid teacher would also like to read storybooks. Suddenly I feel that he is not so annoying after all."
Hearing this, Wu Qinglan twitched his lips.
Look how rampant these four little dandies are!
Besides, who says that the Master can’t like to read storybooks?
Wu Qinglan's family was poor when he was young, and being able to go to school was a luxury. Naturally, he had no spare money and no time to read storybooks.
Later.
He passed the examination and became a scholar smoothly, and wanted to continue to realize his ambitions in the imperial examination hall.
But he failed to pass the imperial examination for many years.
In order to support his family, Wu Qinglan had to give up the imperial examinations and was invited by the Pei father and son to become a teacher in the clan school.
After becoming a teacher, he no longer had to worry about the imperial examinations every day, and naturally had the leisure to read storybooks.
Perhaps, this is a disguised form of compensation for my childhood self?
With Wu Qinglan's instruction, all the school boys and servants could come to the ear room to practice calligraphy.
He will give guidance.
That’s also because Master Wu lacked a teacher when he was young.
Now that he is a teacher, Wu Qinglan always subconsciously gives more care and guidance to those students from humble backgrounds.
He is teaching and educating people.
I am also teaching the young and confused self who studied alone and accidentally sought answers in a simple hut many years ago.
Wu Qinglan sat down in front of the desk in the ear room.
Because he liked the story of "The Legend of the Seven Heroes of Rainbow Cat and Blue Rabbit" so much, he couldn't wait to read it a second time as soon as he sat down.
As I flipped through the book, I was thinking about how to polish this poorly written text.
What a waste of such a good story!
Because of being too involved.
Wu Qinglan didn't even notice that another piece of calligraphy had quietly appeared on the desk today.
But now, that piece of calligraphy was pushed to the bottom by the thick stack of storybook manuscripts he brought with him.
"The Changhong Sword is so powerful!"
"This fellow Black Heart Tiger actually tried to drink Qilin's blood. He is really dreaming!"
Even if it's the second time you read it.
Wu Qinglan was still fascinated by the show, and because his students were not around, he did not have to be restrained. He watched and complained excitedly.
The manuscripts on the desk were reduced page by page.
Wu Qinglan noticed this and subconsciously turned the pages slower and slower.
But the annoying thing is that I finished reading the manuscript very quickly.
And there is still no follow-up!
I'm so anxious!
When he finally turned to the bottom page, Wu Qinglan picked it up reluctantly, thinking regretfully that this page would be gone after he finished reading it.
After preparing himself mentally, he lowered his head and read carefully.
then--
Wu Qinglan let out a cry of surprise, even trembling as he picked up the "manuscript" and stood up suddenly!
Because the last one is not a 'manuscript', it's a copybook!
Familiar handwriting copybook!
Unlike Pei Jian and the other three's clumsy, ghostly handwriting, how can I describe this copybook?
How to say it!
Oh my god!
Master Wu's face turned red with excitement. He held the calligraphy copybook in trembling hands and looked at it again and again. He couldn't even utter a complete sentence.
But on the copybook, there was a letter with the following content.
"It's been a long time since we last met, and I haven't heard how you've been doing. May I ask how you're doing, Master?"
"More than a month ago, I came to the side room to write. I am grateful to you for your guidance and teaching me how to write."
"Looking back now, the calligraphy I wrote the first time was really unbearable to look at. The teacher was right."
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