"What the gentlemen said is true. Jia Ying's previous teachers also taught this."

Su Mingzhe was too lazy to pretend, so he came directly to the desk and said with a smile:

"Please ask some gentlemen to see how good Jia Ying's calligraphy skills are!"

Shan Pinren was very discerning and stepped forward to help grind it.

Su Mingzhe spread out a piece of fine rice paper, picked up the brush, and quickly wrote down more than two thousand words of "The University".

The four sweepers approached and took a look.

I saw Su Mingzhe's pavilion structure, horizontally and vertically, square and neat, just like it was printed.

Every stroke is full and round, dignified and graceful.

The four of them looked at it again and again, and couldn't find a single mistake.

For a moment, the four of them looked at each other and could only praise:

"Brother Shi is writing like a genius. I can't wait. Brother Shi doesn't have to practice this pavilion style anymore!"

"If that's the case, then I think today's homework will be completed..."

Su Mingzhe secretly laughed at the fact that the four of them knew what was going on, but he laughed loudly and cupped his hands and said:

"I still need to trouble the four gentlemen to prepare their homework for tomorrow. See you tomorrow!"

"Brother, walk slowly!"
Chapter completed!