Chapter 270 Slap in the face (8)

"Good word?"

Ye Machen laughed again and again, with strange eyes, "Grand Elder, what kind of good word is this, what's so good about it?"

The Great Elder usually didn't like to see Ye Machen, but now he didn't hold back his smile when he heard him speak.

Shaking his head, "You are young, you only know about martial arts training, but you don't know about others."

Looking at Yue Qingcheng's answer sheet, he couldn't help but nodded, full of admiration, "Unrestrained and unrestrained, the brush strokes are continuous and encircling, and the fonts are wild and indulgent. A layman may see this as a ghostly talisman, but it is actually a cursive script."

Lou Yuntai's eyes showed a strange light, "Cursive script? There are some cursive scripts in my father's room, but I can barely recognize them, but Miss Yue's..."

It's so scribbled that I can barely read it.

The Great Elder was in a great mood, and said with a smile, "This is wild cursive in cursive script, so it's naturally different. Miss Yue's handwriting is already masterful! It's just that the strokes are a bit jerky for some reason, it shouldn't be."

Of course he didn't know that although Yue Qingcheng could recognize the characters of this world and could read them without any problem, but today's writing was a bit unfamiliar.

If not, the Great Elder would be even more amazed.

Lou Yuntai said: "Xu Shi is still young, it is a bit difficult to write."

Yue Qingcheng's entire body is only exposed with plain white hands, like Guanyin's hands, extraordinarily delicate.

"That's right. She has such skill at her age. She has definitely worked hard on weekdays. Without years of persistence, no matter how talented she is, she can't do this step. In a year or two, her writing skills will be hard to come by." Already!"

The Great Elder nodded, and became more satisfied with Yue Qingcheng.

He gave Yue Qingcheng such a high evaluation, which surprised Lou Yuntai and Ye Machen.

You must know that the great elder was notoriously strict when he was younger, and no one had a word of praise for him, and none of the disciples of Yaowanggu was not afraid of him.

That is to say, after two years of retreat and being sent by Guzhu to support Lou Yuntai, he gradually became softer.

He has never pretended to speak, and the words at this moment must come from the heart.

Lou Yuntai's eyes showed a pensive look.

And after Ye Machen's accident, he suddenly curled his lips into a silent smile, wondering what the hell he was thinking.

"What's the use of talking so much, let's see what she answered first. You borrowed my Shura field, not to compare calligraphy, but to make alchemy."

Hong Lip was furious when she heard it from the side. When she saw Yue Qingcheng answering the paper before, she had dismissed it, thinking that the idiot was just like that. She didn't expect this old man to give such a high evaluation, which really annoyed her!

She is different from these, Yue Qingcheng began to refine medicine when she was in death row, and the quality she showed at that time far surpassed that of a medicine student, it is impossible to know nothing.

It's just that I heard that "The Chronicle of Medicine Stone" is difficult, I hope she really can't.

Lou Yuntai waved to the elder who was in charge of grading the papers.

"No, I'll come here in person, and they can't understand it, so I'd be too sorry for this calligraphy if I give it random marks." The elder held Yue Qingcheng's answer sheet fondly.

Putting Yue Qingcheng's answer sheet on the big table alone, the Great Elder squinted his eyes and began to review.

Speaking of which, he had heard a little about Yue Qingcheng. It was said that she was an arrogant and arrogant girl who bullied people everywhere, and was kicked out of the academy because of her bad style.

It's not surprising that such a person doesn't focus on books.

But because of the wild grass, the Great Elder read the paper carefully.

"This question is answered correctly, and this question is also correct... yes, yes, yes..."

It wasn't until the end of the multiple-choice questions that the Great Elder raised his head and said doubtfully, "Yuntai, how many mistakes did I just count?"

PS: The first update.

(End of this chapter)

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