On the weekend, Zhang Chong sent Pengpeng to Meng Mu Xiaozhu for class, and he himself wanted to teach the students.

After sending Pengpeng to the oil painting class, Zhang Chong went to his calligraphy class classroom.

The students had already arrived. Zhang Chong saw Li Yong standing among a group of children at a glance. He smiled and nodded at Li Yong.

Li Yong has been very hardworking, but since he learned about Zhang Chong's identity, he has acted more seriously.

Last time, Zhang Keyan asked him about his problem and said that his calligraphy has not improved for a long time because he read too little, so Li Yong spent a lot of time reading during this period.

There is no way to achieve any results in a short period of time when reading books. However, there are still changes in Li Yong, and Zhang Chong could feel that there was something more on him.

"Today we only learn one word, face."

Zhang Chong waved and asked the students to gather around.

After the children all gathered around, Zhang Chong wrote the word "face" on the paper.

"Teacher Zhang, why do you need to learn face today?" a fat man raised his hand and asked.

Zhang Chong has been in this class for a long time, and the children inside are all very familiar with each other, so the students are not afraid of Zhang Chong.

This little black fat man is also an active member in the class. He is the one who likes to raise his hand to ask questions the most.

Zhang Chong glanced at the fat man with a look, "Because I don't learn today, I will learn the next class. Gao Shiji, come and write one for everyone."

The fat little black man shrank his neck, "Teacher Zhang, my pen is not moist yet."

Zhang Chong handed his pen to him, "Come on, use mine."

"Oh, okay." Ko Shikaru reluctantly took Zhang Chong's pen and wrote a face on the paper.

Since I have studied for a while, my level will naturally not be very poor, and the word "Kashika" is written in a very appropriate manner.

Zhang Chong did not rush to comment on Gao Shiji's words, and then pointed to the words on the table and explained to everyone, "This face is made of meat and..."

"Teacher Zhang, this is not meat, this is the moon." Gao Shika raised his hand again and corrected.

Zhang Chong smiled and nodded, "Yes, this is the moon, but when talking about radicals, we can treat it as flesh, because generally the words related to the body have the word moon, do you think so?"

Hearing Zhang Chong say this, a group of children tilted their heads and thought about it seriously, probably thinking about what words are related to the body and whether these words are next to the word Moon.

"Yes, both the characters "Liver and Dan" have the characters "Yue" next to the characters "Yue." The fat man from the little black answered successfully again.

"And the arms of the arms."

"The arms are the same."

"There are also dirt in the heart."

"There are also lungs of wolf-hearted dog-hearted lungs."

...

Not every child knows this writing, but each of them knows a few, and a lot of them get together.

Zhang Chong's words seemed to have opened up a new world for them. They originally knew a lot of these characters, but they never thought that they were all next to the character "Moon", let alone why they were all next to the character "Moon".

"When it comes to this face, Yue means meat, and the next one..."

Zhang Chong wrote "Qian" separately, "Who do you know how to pronounce this word?"

The students all shook their heads, including the older child Li Yong, all looked confused.

Zhang Chong had already expected this to be the case and said with a smile, "This word is pronounced as Qi, and it is called Qi, which means Du."

He wrote the words "Jihedu" on the paper.

"Here, it means both sides, so the face means the flesh on both sides of the head. Is it understandable?"

Seeing the students nodded, Zhang Chong continued, "We will write this word today. Let's break this word and write it first, and write the moon first. Have I taught you how to write the moon before?"

"Yes." Several students nodded.

Zhang Chong pointed one from these students and said, "Zhang Jufan, please write the word "moon", and then talk about how to write the word "moon".

Zhang Jufan, who was clicked, was not nervous. He picked up a pen and wrote the word "month" on the paper, and then said, "Teacher Zhang told us before that the vertical stroke on the left side of the word "moon" is difficult to write, and it is easy to write it as a slanted stroke. The horizontal stroke of the horizontal hook should be short, and the vertical stroke should be converged inward..."

After Zhang Jufan finished speaking, Zhang nodded and said, "When making radicals, the way of writing the word "yue" has not changed much. The main reason is that the position needs to be moved and it is a little thinner. After all, you have to give a position for your friends next to you..."

In this class, Zhang Chong taught the students to write face characters, but the students not only learned one face character.

When practicing freely later, Zhang Chong saw some students writing the words "The lungs, kidneys, livers and gallbladders are all the same."

Zhang Chong did not stop them. Although practicing calligraphy requires one's concentration, it requires more interest. It is naturally a good thing for children to take the initiative to write other characters.

...

After a calligraphy class ended, the children dispersed, and only Li Yong stayed. He looked at Zhang Chong and said, "Teacher Zhang, I am watching "The Grocery Store for the Worry" recently. I think it's very interesting and very good."

"Thank you." Zhang Chong looked at the words on Li Yong's desk, "Actually, you don't have to take this basic calligraphy class again, and I can't change the lesson plan for you."

Li Yong's handwriting is already well written. If he meets someone who doesn't know much about his profession, his handwriting can also scare people.

Calligraphy teachers in some institutions may not be able to use them to write well.

Although he has poor foundation, studied late, and had low literary literacy, he is more focused than ordinary people. He can devote most of his life to writing.

Yu shook his head and said, "No, no, I think I listen to this basic class now and it's quite interesting. I have never heard of many things Teacher Zhang said before."

Zhang Chong smiled, "These things are actually faster to read books. Let's do this. Let's make a list of books for you, so you can find time to take a look."

"Thank you, Teacher Zhang."

"You're welcome."

The two of them walked out the door while chatting.

The calligraphy classroom is relatively low-key, so if you want to walk out of the calligraphy classroom, you need to pass through other classrooms.

When Zhang Chong walked to the door of the oil painting classroom, he stopped.

Li Yong knew that Zhang Chong was going to pick up his daughter, and was about to say goodbye to Zhang Chong, but he heard a burst of applause from the oil painting classroom.

Both of them were attracted by the applause.

They looked inside and found that a student drew a painting, which was praised by the oil painting teacher.

What is more noticeable is that the student who was praised did not sit on a bench like other children, but was in a wheelchair.
Chapter completed!