Chapter 739: Find Your Own Trouble
The next morning, she went to Master again, and Master gave her a booklet.
Shen Anjun opened it and saw that it was really written by the master himself.
She had seen Master's handwriting, and the characters and paintings in it should have been made by Master himself.
It is worthy of being born in a noble family of the previous dynasty.
I heard that the master has been guided by a famous teacher since he was a child, and he is proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.
Although they don't play much in the back, even the foundation laid when they were young is enough for Shen Anyun and their young people to eat for a lifetime.
Shen Anjun hadn't heard much of it before, the master liked to play the piano and fiddle with calligraphy and painting, but he loved to play chess.
That's because a few years ago, many things were not allowed to be taken out and spoken.
Only playing chess between old friends may not be easily criticized.
Jiang Lao's calligraphy, painting and piano skills have been abandoned for many years, which is also forced by the situation.
Now that the situation is better, Jiang Lao no longer needs to hide his old background.
When I have nothing to do, I fiddle with flowers and plants, write, write, draw, and paint, and do everything in my own house.
"Master, you are really amazing.
If you don't say it, I'd think this booklet is from someone else.
I can't read my words compared to yours. ”
Before he was reborn, Shen Anjun was not very good at writing calligraphy.
When I was a child, I learned the Chinese medicine body of ghost drawing talismans with my grandfather for two days.
In fact, it was my grandfather who was writing cursive, and she was just drawing a ghost next to her.
I have to say that what I wrote is the prescription prescribed by a Chinese medicine doctor.
It is estimated that this is the worst time that Chinese medicine has been hacked.
At that time, my grandfather saw this posture and quickly took her pen, don't practice.
Otherwise, if she practices this in the future, don't say that others can understand it or not, she doesn't know it herself.
It also ruined their reputation as an old Chinese medicine doctor, just when everyone writes like this.
"You little sycophant. It's sweet in your mouth.
But it's time for your words to practice.
I have a post here, you can take it back and see if you can write it out. ”
Now that the little apprentices have spoken, the master naturally wants to teach them.
Shen Anjun herself said that she was not good at writing, and Jiang Lao, as the master, naturally wanted to urge her to practice calligraphy.
Shen Anjun seemed to have dug a hole for herself.
That's not what she meant, she just said it, why did Master take it seriously?
"Master, Senior Brother Sixteen's handwriting is not good-looking, why doesn't he practice calligraphy?"
Fortunately, Kong Wu is not here, otherwise it would be so depressing.
Usually he hurts his sister so much, but at the critical moment, he actually pulled him into the water.
"Your senior brothers are all rough people, they don't need to practice.
Besides, even if they are allowed to practice, they will not be able to practice.
I don't look at how old they are, it's long past the time. ”
Jiang Lao, this is really not eccentric.
The main thing is that the qualifications of his apprentices are there.
It's okay to practice martial arts, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, in addition to the big apprentice, you may be able to compare it twice.
I don't say how proficient I am, but I'm good at it.
The rest is simply unsightly.
When Jiang Lao first started to accept apprentices, he also struggled in this regard.
After all, he was also taught by his master back then.
As a result, these apprentices were so poorly qualified in these areas that he found himself wasting his time.
Coupled with some problems with later history, it is easy for these things to be taken out and cause trouble.
That's why he doesn't teach his disciples these things.
If it weren't for Shen Anyun's own mouth now, he wouldn't have thought of this in the future.
Speaking of which, it is indeed the pit that Shen Anjun dug for himself.
"Master, you really love me......"
Shen Anjun endured a toothache and said.