Chapter 613: Calligraphy exam

When Yu Zhan cleaned up Xie Fuguang, Capital University also entered an intensive final exam week. Most public elective courses had to be completed before the exam week, which naturally includes regular script lessons. The regular script lessons on Friday evening were obtained by Liu Yi. The last class.
In the last class, she had informed all her classmates in advance that everyone had to bring their own pen and ink in the last class.
Due to the large number of elective students and the need for spacious space, Liu Ye booked two large classrooms as test venues. At the door, the signs of Exam Room 1 and Exam Room 2 were posted. She also allocated the students' seats in the examination room immediately, and everyone seated in the right seat, everything was regular.
Professor Su originally planned to find a graduate student to help in the invigilation without spending Liu Ye ’s energy. After all, she also had to prepare for other professional courses, but Liu Ye said that since she was in charge of the substitute work, she had to get things done. Be there to start and end.
The students saw Liu Ye standing at the door to greet them and greeted them with a smile,
"Mr. Liu, you have been here so early. It's too hard."
"Sister Xue, I can't write well. When you rate, you must be merciful."
"If I had a beautiful proctor teacher like you in every exam, I would be afraid of a Mao exam."
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Everyone is a student of the same age. Now she is familiar with Liu Ye. She knows that she does not have a cool beauty frame or a majestic teacher. She is as gentle as her neighbor ’s sister. Gag with her.
Liu Ye pretended to be serious and said, "You have to take a good exam, don't be cheated by me!"
Everyone laughed. Liu Ye has said before that no matter how poorly the calligraphy is written, as long as what is written can understand, you can pass the exam. Therefore, everyone has the same mentality to play this exam. It ’s about participation! However, after everyone put their own pens and inks on the table, at first glance, there was still a bit of professionalism.
Xiong Jie came relatively late. It was only one minute before the test was opened. He saw Liu Ye, and his face smiled unnaturally. He buried his head and walked in. Liu Ye stopped him, "Xiong Jie, Your seat is in the next classroom, third in the fourth row. "
"Oh," Xiong Jiemene responded, and quickly turned to the second classroom.
Liu Ye looked at him in the back and sighed. Since Yu Zhan told her that Xiong Jie might like her, she began to keep a distance from Xiong Jie, while paying attention to his attitude, she felt that Yu Zhan thought too much.
It turned out that Yu Zhan should be true.
She found that Xiong Jie would always look at her secretly when she was in class, not only calligraphy class, but also their own professional class. On one occasion, Liu Ye wanted to borrow notes from Liang Shengnan. Liang Shengnan said she didn't remember it all. Xiong Jie came forward and said he was willing to lend his notes to Liu Ye, which surprised Liang Shengnan. In the end, Liu Ye quickly said that it was unnecessary. She saw Xiong Jie look disappointed.
Xiong Jie is a very sensitive boy. He realized that Liu Ye might have noticed that he was thinking carefully and his inferiority complex was worse. He never said a word to Liu Ye.
The bell rang, and the exam officially started. The exam is not a professional calligraphy competition. The content is unlimited, the number of words is unlimited, and the topics and themes are unlimited. Let students play freely and write whatever they want, even if it is just a single word. But be sure to know your major, class and name.
Some people may be holding a brush for the first time, and it ’s just that the posture is wrong. Lifting a pen will make the ink everywhere; some people do n’t write by themselves, they watch what others write, and then they find that they are not as good as themselves. Classroom There were various laughter from time to time. Liu Ye inspected the two test rooms back and forth to help the students correct the posture of holding the pen. By the way, they answered the students' questions. Yes, when the exam came, some people asked Liu Ye how to write.
For a time, the two classroom chickens jumped and laughed.
The test is to be graded on the spot. The students who have finished writing the words will raise their hands to indicate that Liu Ye will walk over.
The first classmate who finished writing was a tall boy. The content he wrote was a chicken soup on the Internet, which was a dozen characters. The writing was very wild, like his people.
He was in a hurry, finished writing earlier, and went to self-study earlier. He also had to review professional courses.
Unexpectedly, Liu Ye picked up his mobile phone to shoot, he quickly blocked it with his body, and said nervously, "Sister Xue, what do you shoot?"
"The first time a calligraphy class was offered in the school, Professor Su asked me to take pictures of your works and keep them for commemoration. The paper is not easy to keep. He said that although others can't come over, they can understand everyone's level."
"Well, you didn't say it earlier!" The boy was shocked and ashamed. He also knew that he couldn't attend the Daya Hall for coping with errands. He wrote the stuff of Urasi and kept a hair file. His work should be scored. Will it be destroyed in situ? !!
"Wait, I have to rewrite."
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The conversation between the two was heard by other classmates. They were ashamed looking at their ghosts. How can they meet people at this level? How to meet the teacher! They also want face!
Everyone can only hold a twelve-minute spirit to hold the Buddha's foot, and take it seriously, and it is no better than a ghost.
When Liu Ye took a picture, the students sighed. Liu Ye gave scores that were not low, they were all over 80. They were not beaten by the score, but they were defeated by the photo.
Not everyone writes poorly. Some students should have a background in calligraphy. The handwriting is not art, but at least it is neat and beautiful. After looking at the ghost painting, there is a kind of bright feeling. Liu Ye directly scored 100 points.
Xiong Jie's words belong to 100 points. He only submitted the papers when the exam was about to end. At this time, there were only a few people left in the classroom.
After writing for such a long time, Liu Ye thought that Xiong Jie had written a long story, but he didn't expect that there were only eight words on his paper: "You have a travelling girl, you can't think about it".
Liu Xun's heart was stunned. Xiong Jie wrote this sentence from the Book of Songs, describing a young man's pursuit and imagination of secret crush on a woman. Thousands of Chinese characters, countless ancient poems and ancient sentences, why did Xiong Jie write this sentence?
Liu Ye didn't want to delve into the reasons, pretending to be ignorant, and only commenting on his calligraphy. "Your handwriting is clear and tidy, your brush strokes are fine and you write well."
She wrote 100 on the form, Xiong Jie's name, then took a picture, turned around and left without any eye contact with Xiong Jie.
Xiong Jie looked at her indifferent back, his courage and enthusiasm completely cooled down, he lowered his head even more inferiorly and tightened his neck.
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