Zhao Xinyu tore a blank piece of paper, and drew horizontal lines heavily, each time almost exhausting all the strength in her body.
The eyes were stained a little blood.
After several seconds, he said slowly: "b."
After Zhao Xinyu finished speaking, she slowly turned her head to look at Li Mingzhe, her eyes filled with tears, and her hand holding the pen was so tight that her knuckles turned white, "I didn't get s."
Li Mingzhe's heart trembled slightly, he took a piece of tissue and wiped Zhao Xinyu's tears, and comforted him: "It's okay, you are already very good."
"I'm not so good." Zhao Xinyu smiled wryly, hiding the soreness in her throat, "I can't even match one of my sister's fingers."
Mentioning Li Yun's name, Li Mingzhe frowned subconsciously.
The fact that Liyun hooked up with the financial master left a deep-rooted shadow in his mind.
Even if she was hailed as a genius calligrapher by Tan Yue and others, it would be difficult for Li Mingzhe to change his view of Li Yun.
"In such a poor and backward mountain village, my sister can write a handwriting comparable to that of master ly. My talent is really inferior." Zhao Xinyu's soft and beautiful face was stained with tears.
The voice wanted to cry and weep.
It is distressing.
Li Mingzhe was suddenly stunned.
In the depths of his dark eyes, there was a faint hint of doubt.
Zhao Xinyu's calligraphy talent has been appreciated by many calligraphy masters.
Even more, he has studied hard and practiced hard for many years.
In mountain villages with backward conditions and limited education, it is estimated that the four treasures of the study are not available.
Not to mention that Liyun dropped out of elementary school, no matter how outstanding her calligraphy talent is, her calligraphy will not be comparable to that of master ly.
Li Mingzhe's handsome face became more and more cold, and he said to Zhao Xinyu, "Let's go and see Li Yun's homework."
***
After the first class in the afternoon, Li Mingzhe and Zhao Xinyu went to the dean's office.
Qin Mian was not there, only Qian Ruimin was grading homework.
"Teacher Qian." Zhao Xinyu said with a smile, "I'll get the math homework book."
Seeing Li Mingzhe and Zhao Xinyu, Qian Ruimin smiled, and pointed to the sofa next to him, "Wait a minute, the teacher will finish correcting soon."
Li Mingzhe and Zhao Xinyu sat down on the sofa.
"There is news from the Ministry of Education that the Institute of Mathematics is willing to select a few students from senior high school students to be trained as researchers, so the mathematics test papers for the next mid-term exam are likely to be produced by the Institute."
Qian Ruimin looked at Li Mingzhe, with a smile on his face almost overflowing, "Take a good test, I was lucky to have a relationship with a researcher at the research institute, and see if I can recommend you to him."
Li Mingzhe's heart trembled, and his face suddenly became uncontrollably excited, "Thank you, Teacher Qian."
The transfer was indeed correct.
Compared with Qin Mian, Qian Ruimin obviously paid more attention to him, and even the research institute, which was overcrowded with tens of thousands of people, was willing to find a way to help him.
"Come on!" Zhao Xinyu's eyes brightened instantly, and her smile was sweet and gentle.
Zhao Wanru is right, Li Mingzhe's future is indeed limitless.
Li Mingzhe smiled lightly.
It cannot be denied.
"It's changed, come and get it." Qian Ruimin closed the last homework book and capped the red pen.
Zhao Xinyu stood up from the sofa, and when she passed by Qin Mian's desk, she turned her elbow inward, and the stack of homework on the desk fell down without warning.
"I'm sorry, Teacher Qian." Zhao Xinyu lowered her eyes, squatted down, and picked it up in a hurry, "I didn't pay attention. Please apologize for me and Teacher Qin." (Remember the website website: www.hlnovel .com