"What a coincidence, I feel the same way."

Everyone responded and it was quite lively.

Zhu Weirui heard this and shook his head with a smile, "Everyone, please stop making trouble, I am serious. Do you see anything in this wave and Lin Tao?"

No one answered, and many people shook their heads.

Zhu Weirui glanced in the direction of Zhao Rong, and saw that he was staring at the table in a daze with his head propped up, ignoring her meaning.

Zhu Weirui bit her lip, but quickly withdrew her gaze and said with a smile: "Did Mr. Si teach you to listen silently in the last class? Then this class is just right. We don't listen, we just watch the waves. This forest sea, Lidu

Zhitao, sir, I saw the gesture."

She paused for everyone to digest, and then continued: "In today's class, I will talk about brushstrokes first. Recently, sir, I have been observing calligraphy and reading, and I have gained some insights about brushstrokes..."

As she spoke, Zhu Weirui used the river scene and the forest scene to explain the basic calligraphy strokes in a simple and in-depth manner, mostly based on her experience.

Everyone listened with great interest...

Off stage.

Fan Yushu glanced at Zhao Rong and said strangely: "Ziyu, didn't you take leave? Why are you back again? Mr. Zhu knows you?"

Zhao Rong was slowly arranging paper, ink, pen and inkstone. When he heard the words, especially the last sentence, he stopped, then turned around and said sincerely:

"When I thought of leaving you here alone, Yushu, my conscience ached. Halfway through, I couldn't stand the pain anymore, so I came back to stay with you."

Fan Yushu was stunned when he heard this, and then sighed, "I didn't expect Tzuyu to have such a thing as a conscience. I was the one who wrongly blamed Tzuyu before."

When he said this, his expression changed, and he looked at Zhao Rong with bright eyes, hoping to say: "So Ziyu, next time my brothers and sisters come to see you during the holiday, can you take your brother and go out to hide for half a day?"

Zhao Rong blinked and said simply: "No."

Fan Yushu lost his expression, straightened his head with a straight face, stopped talking to his friend who betrayed his teammates at this critical moment, and listened carefully to Mr. Zhu's lecture.

When Zhao Rong saw this, he glanced at him a few times and was surprised, "Hey, are you really listening to the class? This doesn't look like you."

"Brother Ziyu, please don't disturb my study. I'm different from you."

Fan Yushu said seriously, as if he wanted to draw a clear line and change his ways from now on.

Zhao Rong sighed with emotion, and then he felt bored. The female gentleman's lecture was too simple. He felt that he had to do something meaningful in this class.

Zhao Rong said seriously: "Brother Yushu, let's chat. Tell us about Duyou City."

Fan Yushu listened carefully to the lecture and ignored this bastard.

Zhao Rong opened his mouth and was about to say more, but when he saw that there were no students around him who were still frowning, he quickly shut up and realized something was wrong. He smiled apologetically and stopped making any sound.

During the lecture, Zhu Weirui glanced in a certain direction from time to time and saw that someone seemed to be distracted again after listening for a while.

However, she wasn't annoyed either. Instead, at a certain moment, her eyes lit up slightly.

The morning sun gradually rose, and soon, Zhu Weirui's teaching came to an end. She looked at the people in the audience and suddenly said: "Let's stop talking about strokes today. Everyone, take a rest. By the way, we will follow the old rules and have a classroom assessment. It's very interesting.

It’s simple, in one stick of incense time, you hand in the calligraphy that you are most satisfied with, give me a correction, and select the best one.”

A small book stand used by book lovers.

Many students raised their heads and their eyes lit up when they heard this.

Zhu Weirui smiled and said, "I know you are coveting this famous lottery prize again, but it's okay. I guarantee you will like this lottery prize."

After saying this, she took out a small green bamboo tube from her sleeve and placed it gently on the table.

Zhu Weirui was quiet for a moment and noticed the curious glances from the Suixing Hall students, including Zhao Rong who looked up curiously.

She nodded secretly and said with a smile: "The bamboo tube contains well water from Zhengguan Well. I happened to get some recently."
Chapter completed!