This will be an exam question!

Of course, you need to mark it carefully and memorize it!

Just as everyone was busy marking the exam questions, Xie Nuanyang quietly looked at the female teacher in front of him and said, "I don't seek fame, why do I need to take the exam?"

"..." Professor Huang was stunned. After seeing clearly that the doubts in Xie Nuanyang's eyes were true, he said: "Famous and fame? Are you still thinking about fame? Xie Nuanyang, have you watched too many TV series? Do you not plan to take the credits for this calligraphy? Even if it is an elective, there are credits! If you don't plan to take the exam, you don't have to take the exam."

Seeing the female master's angry look, Xie Nuanyang also felt entangled in his heart, and his mood gradually became worse. Xie Nuanyang said coldly: "What do those things have to do with me?"

After glanced at Professor Huang, Xie Nuanyang was unhappy and said directly: "The so-called calligraphy is just writing with a pen. What is the relationship between good or bad writing and the evolutionary history? Is it beneficial to my words and deeds when I read and memorize those calligraphy history? Can it help my morals and ethics? Can it improve my diet and daily life? Or can it help me write good words? It has no effect, but it still has to be like this. Wouldn't it be a waste of time? And why is it wrong if I don't listen to these?"

"You, you..." Professor Huang pressed his chest tightly, gasping for breath, and was so angry that he almost passed away.

When she calmed down a little, she looked at Xie Nuanyang and said, "You are so eloquent and eloquent! If you have the ability, please write a word to read it! I want to know, what qualifications do you have to do with Xie Nuanyang here to disrupt the classroom order! As a student in the Chinese department, you don't even understand the respect for your teachers, which is really a failure!"

Listening to Professor Huang's sarcastic speech, Xie Nuanyang stood up directly.

Walking to the podium, looking at the already arranged pen, ink, paper and inkstone, Xie Nuanyang took the pen and dipped it in ink, and with a big stroke, a few words fell on the white paper.

Then he threw the brush and Xie Nuanyang returned to his seat.

Professor Huang looked at Xie Nuanyang's unprepared posture and writing so quickly with a look of strange gloating in his heart.

"Writing so fast, what good words can you write? You must be calm in writing so that you can write words that flow smoothly. People are like their words, so you must remember, don't be impatient and not nervous, don't..." Professor Huang took the opportunity to educate his classmates while walking on the podium.

However, when her eyes saw the black and white words on the podium table, she could not say anything.

All the students looked at Professor Huang together, and looked at her sudden change in expression, and were surprised at what Xie Nuanyang had written.

Professor Huang was holding the piece of writing paper, his hands trembling uncontrollably. She looked at the words with excitement, then looked at Xie Nuanyang, and said, "Xie Nuanyang, this word, this word, you really wrote it?"

"..." Professor Huang's words were like a thunder rolling in, so the whole class was slashed by these words.

What does the professor mean?

Did some supernatural incident occur?

The gossip fire in the hearts of the students was burning, and the light of gossip came out from their twinkling eyes.

So, they stood up from their seats...
Chapter completed!