Section 4: Calligraphy

"Could you write a few lines? I might have encountered a genius. You need not worry. As the saying goes, 'the character is the horse that is strong,' also known as a stepping stone. Nowadays, very few people pay attention to this issue. I once suggested to Dean Li to offer a calligraphy course. By the way, can you write with a brush?"

"Alright, I won't say more. I'm going out for a stroll." Rong Fei hurriedly escaped outside

The score of this test accounts for 30% of the total score for the final exam. Rong Fei, you only have 70 points available; otherwise, you will fail a subject. You know, failing one subject means you will have to retake the class, and failing two means you will be held back a year. You don’t want to be here for five years, do you? Moreover, your past grades have not been poor, right? Why is it that you are struggling so much now?" Teacher Gong looked at the boy in front of him with regret. He was tall and thin, standing there very properly. He recognized this student named Rong Fei because he once saw him hiding alone in a corner of the library, crying. When asked about the reason, he refused to say anything, which left a deep impression on Teacher Gong. How could he be struggling so much?" Teacher Gong looked at the boy in front of him with regret. He was tall and thin, standing there very properly. He recognized this student named Rong Fei because he once saw him hiding alone in a corner of the library, crying. When asked about the reason, he refused to say anything, which left a deep impression on Teacher Gong. He remembered that this was a relatively diligent student, especially this semester, he was clearly working harder than the previous academic year. He had approached Teacher Gong more than once after class to ask about the lessons he did not understand.

This is the first time Teacher Gong has encountered a student who lies to their face

I am just speaking casually. Don't doubt it; in the future, we will all have our own cars. The current situation makes Rong Fei extremely depressed

"It is truly incredible," Teacher Gong murmured. "Rong Fei, how old are you this year?"

What is going on? Teacher Gong was astonished, "Was the previous assignment done by you?"

No problem. As long as Teacher Gong does not mind my poor handwriting

"This outdated thing is utterly useless," Rong Fei exclaimed.

Grandma, don't ask me how I know that Dad is going to partner with someone to do business; first, tell me if there is such a thing as mhetushu.com

You must not hand over the 'items' to them, regardless of what demands they make. They will squander all of Grandpa's belongings!" Rong Fei said firmly

Rong Fei had indeed studied DOS, and he recalls a lengthy on-the-job training experience after starting his career, although his major was International Finance. At that time, the company he worked for was preparing to go public, and he was the head of the preparation team. However, the opportunity was lost, and the company was determined to cultivate its own financial talents. Rong Fei still remembers a joke about DOS from his time at Fudan University, where two female students wrote a program to calculate their fiancés' zodiac signs. The first one calculated quickly and exclaimed, "Oh my, mine is a dog!" The other was not slow either, saying, "I am a pig!" This immediately caused a burst of laughter.

Rong Fei had no choice but to rack his brains to organize everything. This conversation lasted a full two and a half hours, and Gong Hanxiang saw Rong Fei out, his expression completely that of an equal friend.

Grandmother's expression gave him a reassuring answer

Rong Fei discerned the inner thoughts of Teacher Gong; anyone entering a field they are passionate about is prone to becoming complacent. He seemed to have used this method to placate many clients, as a result of his work, he transformed himself into a jack-of-all-trades. Rong Fei shook his head, took the brush that was handed to him, dipped it in the ink, pondered for a moment, and wrote on the laid-out rice paper: "Peach and plum trees are abundant in the world, and being a teacher is the most honorable." Ten characters.

Teacher Gong examined two completely different styles of writing. The handwriting in the exercise book was childish, comparable to that of a middle school student. Among these university students, few had good handwriting, yet the characters in the checked books were strong and vigorous, subtly reminiscent of the slender gold script of Emperor Zong of the Daoist tradition. How could such skill be achieved without years of hard work?

Alright, please sit down and tell me about the topic you discussed that day. Why is it unnecessary to learn programming languages

Gong Hanxiang became interested. As he himself is a calligraphy enthusiast, he said, "Come, write a few characters for the teacher." He pulled Rong Fei to his desk, where there were ready supplies of brushes, ink, paper, and inkstone.

The next day, Teacher Gong Hanxiang received a written self-reflection from Rong Fei. He did not pay much attention to the content, but was first shocked by the exceptionally beautiful cursive handwriting on the paper. He took out Rong Fei's homework book, and it was clear that the handwriting was not from a single person, which made him extremely angry. He immediately sent someone to find the person involved.

There is no business that guarantees profit without risk. Grandma, I have been in university for over a year, and there are some things I understand better than you. What if a car hits someone? What if a car falls off a cliff? The road to the Xishan coal mine they are planning to escape to is very difficult to navigate— in short, do not trust Dad at all; he does not understand how to conduct business. If he sells the gold to directly build a house, that can be discussed; otherwise, he must not be given any.

"How long have you been practicing calligraphy?" Teacher Gong's tone softened, "Sit down and talk."

It is absolutely true. No one is willing to do my homework for me, right? I can't quite explain what happened; I just noticed that my handwriting has changed.

Will Grandma listen to him? Rong Fei does not know. He is facing the anger of Teacher Gong, who teaches computer language, and he is the only one in the class with a score of zero, unable to do both the written exam and the practical operation. The teacher requires the students to write a program and then print a specified pattern on the computer—a not particularly beautiful black-and-white peony.

"You are talking nonsense again," Lu Feng said as he reached out to touch Rong Fei's forehead. "It's not burning, when did Zhuhai become a city? It's a fishing village, do you understand? It's completely a fishing village." He paused for a moment, "However, my family wrote to say that there have been significant changes this year, and there is a possibility of it becoming a city. Hey, when did you start caring about politics?"

"Stop talking nonsense, I don't know anything." Ma Jinyu, who was on the upper bunk, was focused on reading and stretched out his head to say to them

The National Day holiday lasted for four days. The original plan for Dormitory 202 to travel to Daishan was canceled due to Rong Fei's change of mind. Li Jianguang, Ma Jinyu, and the others passed the boring four days by playing basketball and poker. On the evening of October 4, Rong Fei returned, and he appeared radiant after having his bandages removed.

Not very good at ... ...

Rong Fei took three days to convince his grandmother that the price of gold would rise significantly. He recalled that in his dream, the price of gold had increased from 6 yuan per gram to 13 yuan per gram within a year after they sold their ancestral property.

Rong Fei felt a surge of emotion, realizing that the current teacher is indeed wonderful. "Report to Teacher Gong, it was I who wrote it."

Goodbye, Teacher Gong. Rong Fei hurried down the stairs, knowing that he had already subdued Gong Hanxiang.

"Good, good!" Gong Hanxiang gazed at the ten beautiful slender gold characters, which appeared even more extraordinary when connected together. He could not have imagined that this seemingly introverted and timid student not only wrote well but also demonstrated profound respect for the teacher. Not long after the end of the Cultural Revolution, the social status of teachers was far from what it would become in later years; it would still take four to five years for the first Teacher's Day to be established.

Uncle Zhigang is the biological nephew of Grandma, no wonder she trusts him. However, Rongfei knows that this has led to a bitter feud between Uncle Zhigang and his father, as they suffered losses in business. Ultimately, the car they purchased was involved in an accident, which then rolled down a ravine—both sides blamed each other, resulting in the complete loss of their ancestral property and the severing of family ties. Grandma's younger brother, Rongfei's maternal uncle, was a very kind and scholarly elder, well-educated and articulate. Every time he met Rongfei, he was very warm and would share inspiring words about striving for success. Due to the circumstances surrounding his father, when his uncle passed away, they did not go to pay their respects. At that time, Grandma had already passed away, and the two sides completely ceased all contact.

Ni Kai widened his eyes in surprise once again, "You can drive a car?"

However, "Grandma said with difficulty, 'Last winter, before your grandfather passed away, your Uncle Zhigang came to talk to me and your father about buying a vehicle for transportation. Your uncle has connections in the coal mine, and Uncle Zhigang said that transportation is very profitable, guaranteed to earn without loss. Thanks to the flexible policies, who would have dared to think about buying a large vehicle for transportation in the past? Look, your parents still do not have a decent house. I think, those things are just sitting there, a dead asset. If we could earn some money, we could build three rooms in the old courtyard, which is also your deceased grandfather's hope.'"

I have not practiced, um, I have not specifically practiced, occasionally scribbling a few lines in class... Rong Fei did not dare to sit, standing there pondering how to explain, feeling it was a tricky situation

Rong Fei is unable to smile now; he feels helpless. After class, he was called to the office by Teacher Gong.

I stayed at my grandmother's house for four days, during which I only returned to my mother's place to collect the living expenses of fifteen yuan for the next month. Rong Fei suddenly mentioned the gold bars in my grandmother's hand, which startled the old lady.

Rong Fei! Do you know what your actions are? Deception! Deceiving the teacher today will lead to deceiving society tomorrow! Who wrote this self-reflection for you? Speak honestly!

"The exam is tomorrow. Aren't you going to study?" Ni Kai said to Rong Fei

"I accept this gift," Gong Hanxiang said excitedly, rubbing his hands together. "I would like you to write a banner to hang in my home. As for the content, let me think about it. Is that alright?"

Rong Fei's eyes lit up, "Shouldn't we be developing special zones now? Zhuhai was among the first batch. When you returned last Spring Festival, did you feel that the city had changed significantly?"

No, what I mean is that it is actually unnecessary to learn this language. Just like driving a car, you don't need to have the driver understand the workings of the engine and transmission, right?

"Where did you hear these fallacies?" Although Teacher Gong is not very old, just over thirty, he is quite a traditional teacher who cannot tolerate any deviation from the norm by his students. "I heard about your head injury, so I am giving you a chance. You can come to me for extra lessons every Saturday evening, or you can seek help from classmate Shan Zhen. This time, I will not count your grade, but you must provide me with a written self-reflection by tomorrow." You can come to me for extra lessons every Saturday evening, or you can seek help from classmate Shan Zhen. This time, I will not count your grade, but you must provide me with a written self-reflection by tomorrow.

Rong Fei fell silent, lowered his head, and began to write on a sheet of white paper, producing handwriting identical to that of the inspection report.

Rong Fei sighed inwardly

18. I was born in 1963

"You can keep boasting," Lu Feng said, "There are only two or three cars in the courtyard, and the best one is the Shanghai model used by Secretary Lin. Even Director Li finds it hard to use it. Now we can't even afford a bicycle, let alone a car." Lu Feng's hometown is in Zhuhai, and the expression on Lao Guang's face was one of deep bitterness.

"Perhaps there is something wrong with my mind," Rong Fei took a deep breath, "However, teacher, I believe that these languages are fundamental for specialized computer programmers, but completely useless for the average computer user. I am confident that computer programs will become simpler and more user-friendly; those who do not know English can still use them, and those who do not understand computer principles can also use them." He thought of the person who profoundly influenced the popularization of computers; Microsoft has been established for several years now, hasn't it? I am confident that computer programs will become simpler and more user-friendly; those who do not know English can still use them, and those who do not understand computer principles can also use them." He thought of the person who profoundly influenced the popularization of computers; Microsoft has been established for several years now, hasn't it?

Ni Kai was surprised, "Outdated? Do you have something more advanced?"