Dressed as a vicious stepmother, the whole family is full of wealth

Chapter 171, hidden

"Do you want to write the same font as above?" Xiao Qing asked carefully.

In fact, Tang Shanchang and Professor Wei have not seen it with their own eyes, and they really want to see if the word "experience" came from her hand, and if Yan Ziqin picked the wrong person, just don't make a joke then.

Hearing what she meant by this question, both of them were shocked. Does she know how to write other characters?

Zhang Jiuri was surprised again: "Can you write other characters?"

Xiao Qing replied calmly: "Two or three kinds, but they are all words that can't be put on the table, they are nothing more than a gourd painting!"

Can't get on the stage?
Than gourd painting?
They really want to write these words that can't be put on the table, words that are more than a gourd painting!

Zhang Jiuri's heart seemed to be hit by something, and he stared at the woman in front of him in shock.

"Can you please write down the two or three words you know?"

Xiao Qing was embarrassed: "It's not impossible, but don't we have a competition in the afternoon? Why don't I write one first, if you catch your old eyes, you can take a look, if you don't like it, then Just treat it as a show off, a joke!"

Zhang Jiuri's heart felt cold, and he had to wait until the afternoon?

When you come across a good thing, you can't grab it right away, you have to wait...

However, this is Mrs. Xiao's request. She is said to be modest and honest, so there is no way for him to refuse.

"That's fine!" Zhang Jiuri said with a smile: "Then please come here, follow me!"

Tang Shanchang shouted loudly behind the two: "Set your pen and ink!"

Professor Wei said with a smile: "Shan Zhang, it has already been prepared!"

The academy has been prepared long ago, waiting for these famous people to come up with a whim, and with a wave of their hands, a magnificent painting will come out.

Xiao Qing followed Zhang Jiuri to the table at the entrance of the main hall. Seeing that the pen and paper had been packed, she walked over generously.

Qiao Hong, who had been following Xiao Qing all the time, was shocked again and again, and he stood there in a daze, unable to move. It was Professor Wei who saw him not moving for a long time, pushed him, and then came out of a trance.

"Your mother went to the top, why don't you grind ink for her?" Professor Wei reminded.

Will this stupid boy pass the exam?Professor Wei raised the corner of his mouth.

Qiao Hong was stunned for a while, said "Oh", and then moved.

That word was written by his mother, it was his mother who wrote that kind of word, but it was not as good as the hairpin flower in his arms, the words on it looked too random, but the words in his arms were written by him Mother wrote it with her heart, and he could feel it.

Every time he climbed a step, Qiao Hong raised his head to look at his mother, and a kind of respect and appreciation came to his heart spontaneously from the bottom of his heart.

The writing in his arms was not written by a passer-by. The letter and the writing he was thinking about were actually written by his mother. This news was too shocking for him!
The person he was looking for actually stayed with him all day long!
After his shattered heart was recast, he calmed down a little. Having such a mother is his pride all his life!He wants to grind ink for his mother, and his mother needs him at this time.

Xiao Qing was already standing in front of the desk, but Mr. Zhang was grinding ink for her. Seeing the people around Qiao Hong's mother, such a scene was comparable to high-ranking officials and nobles. Who in the world could let Mr. Zhang take the initiative to grind for her?
His mother can!

When everyone saw this scene, they all had the same expression as Qiao Hong, and they were all surprised that Mr. Zhang rubbed ink on a woman?
Qiao Hong thought, Mother doesn't need him anymore!
But I saw that my mother had already pressed the paper, she was holding a brush in her hand, dipped in the ink, and she was ready to start writing.

Xiao Qing took the pen and thought about what to write.

Zhang Jiuri reminded: "Just write the Autumn Painting and Calligraphy Exhibition, five words!"

Xiao Qing smiled and nodded: "Okay, just write these five words."

As she said that, she had already bent down, took a long breath, closed her eyes and thought about how to arrange and how to get up.

When she opened it again, she held the sleeve in one hand, and the brush in the other, and with all her strength, she grasped the pen with all her strength, and the pen swayed freely in her hand. In an instant, the five characters of Autumn Calligraphy and Painting Exhibition were written out .

The font has been changed a bit, it is not the casual and crazy characters of Yaoshan Academy, but a little more restrained, but it has more of the beauty of a daughter's family, but it is still elegant and unrestrained, with a flying charm.

"Good! Good calligraphy! Use the same font to write different moods, good calligraphy!" Liu Jinqing couldn't help praising her when she stopped writing.

Zhang Jiuri looked at the words, then looked at the woman, and saw her staring at the paper with a serious face. When she was putting down the pen, she let out a long breath, and then casually put the pen aside.

Then he turned to look at him: "Mr. Zhang, this word has been written, and I've done it in front of you. I hope Mr. Zhang will not dislike it. Please give me some pointers!"

Zhang Jiuri was surprised and asked him to give some pointers?

This word... Let him give pointers?
The realm of this word is higher than his, and anyone with a discerning eye can see it, so why let him point it out?
"Your surname is Xiao, right?" Zhang Jiuri asked.

"En!" Xiao Qing replied.

Zhang Jiuri exclaimed: "Master Xiao, today you let this old man see what is beyond the heavens and people, and there are people outside the sky. Today, this old man understands the meaning of this sentence. Dare I ask how many years Master Xiao has been learning calligraphy?"

Xiao Qing smiled lightly, shook his head and said: "Mr. Zhang is too much, the little lady can't be called a master!"

"I wrote it when I was young, but I didn't practice it after I lost my memory at the age of 12. I seldom practiced it when I grew up, and I haven't touched it for a long time. The poor writing made Zhang Lao laugh!"

"Didn't practice it when I grew up? Haven't touched it? Can you still write this kind of characters?" Zhang Jiuri looked at her again incredulously.

He didn't think she was showing off on purpose at all, but felt that her attitude was plain, humble and submissive in front of him, without any sense of transcendence, this woman is a genius!
It's a pity, it's a woman's family, if Daqing allows women to enter the Guozijian, he really wants to take them to Beijing to study in person.

Liu Jinqing thought about it carefully, generally a person who can write well should also be good at drawing.

"Dare to ask Mrs. Xiao, have you ever painted?"

Xiao Qing turned to look at Mr. Liu, and said with a smile, "I've studied for a while, but I don't have enough ideas to write, so I can read it!"

Hearing what she said, Liu Jinqing really wanted to see how well she painted. This kind of woman is rare in the world and rare in a thousand years.

Xiao Qing was surrounded by everyone, and the range became smaller and smaller.

And Qiao Hong was pushed outside at this time. He was just watching his mother write, and when he saw her write a few words in a well-organized and structured manner, his mother was immediately shocked.

He was unconsciously attracted by his mother and wanted to get close to her. When did she become so powerful?
Before he could move, he was squeezed to the back by the students who wore the same blue and white clothes as him, and his mother was no longer seen.

He tried to squeeze in again, but it was impossible.

He stood at the back and saw so many people who were educated and knowledgeable, and the key point was that the number one scholar was all around his mother asking about his mother's character. He felt a little unbalanced for a moment. , He was actually blind and blind, and didn't know his mother's true ability.

Mother is so wise and stupid, she hides it deeply, why is he so blind, mother has written him a letter long ago, but he doesn't believe it, and he doesn't know anything about mother's talent.

(End of this chapter)