After rebirth, I became Qingmei's white moonlight

Chapter 111 Chapter 109 The Road to the Book Saint (Please subscribe, please vote)

After Jiang Shu wrote the last two words on the blackboard, Yan Kai's proficiency finally increased from 49998 to 50000, successfully advancing to the next level.

He left these two words deliberately, intending to make a breakthrough at the last minute when introducing himself for admission, and maybe something good would appear.

This is the same as listening to the phrase "good luck is coming" when drawing cards in a mobile game. It's a kind of metaphysics that is useless.

[Thanks to your hard work and practice, congratulations on upgrading your Yan Kai to professional level. The current level is Lv.3 (0/20)]

[Officially start the main career mission: The Path of the Calligrapher]

[Trial Task: Participate in a calligraphy level certification test and obtain excellent results]

[Task Reward: Cold Food Post (Brushwork)]

Looking at the reward description, Jiang Shu couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Damn it?

Su Dongpo's "Huangzhou Cold Food Poetry Postscript" is praised as the third best running script in the world.

Now I have to participate.

Becoming a calligraphy master is completely different from becoming a world boxing champion. You don’t have to worry about injuries, nor do you have to work hard every day to improve your physical attributes. You can get the honor just by sitting and writing.

Think about it, with the title of a great calligrapher in the future, you can not only cultivate your character and cultivate your sentiments, but also pass on the traditional culture. When you are short of money, you can sell your calligraphy. When you have nothing to do, you can go to major universities to give lectures and earn enough fame.

Isn't this more relaxing than being a boxing champion?

The problem lies with the calligraphy proficiency level certification exam. Jiang Shu had never known much about it in his previous life, and didn't know how to sign up.

Generally speaking, exams like this, hosted by the Ministry of Education, are held only twice a year, divided into the first half and the second half. The first half is probably over, but it should still be in time for the second half.

Now that he has improved his Yan Kai to a professional level, he should be able to easily win a prize by taking the entry-level exam, right?

Speaking of which, Jiang Shu has now discovered some rules of this system. Whenever a skill is raised to Lv.3, the main task of the profession will be automatically activated. The ultimate goal is nothing more than to become the strongest in the industry.

According to this, if he practices music step by step, he will probably embark on the "Path to Music Saint", aiming to become a contemporary music saint.

If he really maxed out all the achievements and collected countless honors like playing a game, would he be considered the greatest human being of all time?
Jiang Shu simulated it briefly in his mind, quickly threw the idea into the recycle bin, and then emptied it completely.

Not to mention whether a person has enough energy or not, living like that is really too tiring. Moreover, whether one is truly great or not has nothing to do with these false names.

In this life, it’s good enough to be able to do a few things that interest you.

As for such a major task as promoting the rapid development of human civilization, let it be left to later generations.

During the spare time, Wang Ning found a few students who looked strong and distributed the textbooks on the podium.

One of them is her son Su Qing, another one is a tall and strong student named Guo Tao, and the other one is Jiang Shu who gave her a great surprise.

Three people gathered around the podium, tore open the outer covers of the books, counted the eight people in each row, divided them into eight piles, and asked the children to pass them around one by one.

"Jiang Shu, your handwriting is so beautiful." Su Qing said enviously.

When he first entered kindergarten, his mother taught him how to practice calligraphy, but now he can only copy word for word. If he were to write on his own, he would never be able to reach Jiang Shu's level. His writing would look just like printed, which is simply amazing.

"I'm just writing casually. Go home and ask Teacher Wang to teach you more. Sooner or later, you will be able to write better than me." Jiang Shu laughed.

"Ah? I, I, Teacher Wang and I are not, not..." Su Qing shook his head vigorously, as if trying to cover up something, and suddenly became incoherent. Before school started, Wang Ning told him not to take advantage of being his son and do whatever he wanted in class. If he made a mistake, he would be punished twice as much.

And at school, you can only call her Teacher Wang, not Mom.

"They are mother and son, right? I know. Don't worry, I won't tell anyone else." Jiang Shu patted his childhood friend's shoulder with a smile.

In his impression, Su Qing was probably the kind of kid that parents talked about - handsome, excellent in grades, gentle and modest in character, and all of this was closely related to the good family education he received since childhood.

Hearing this, Su Qing looked at him with gratitude. Although he didn't know how Jiang Shu knew about this relationship, he now regarded Jiang Shu as a good friend.

"Taotao, come and distribute this pile to me." Jiang Shu shouted casually.

"what?"

Guo Tao couldn't help but look surprised. This person actually remembered him and called his name so affectionately. He blushed for some reason.

"When I saw you today, I felt that we are destined to be together. How about we be friends?" Jiang Shu said with a smile.

Of the two people in front of him, if Su Qing was his best friend in his previous life, then Guo Tao was his best buddy.

He is easy-going, generous and righteous, and most importantly, they have a very good relationship.

Jiang Shu originally thought that they would have to wait until junior high school to become classmates, just like in their previous life. But now that he saw them in elementary school, he finally put his mind at ease.

Guo Tao scratched his head. He didn't expect Jiang Shu to say this to him on his own initiative. It was a bit unexpected.

But he still nodded happily and agreed: "Okay, I'm glad to be your friend. You call me Taotao, can I call you Xiaoshu?"

"of course can."

Jiang Shu smiled and nodded.

After distributing the books, everyone returned to their seats.

Xu Xinzhu secretly poked his back with his finger and asked in a low voice: "Xiaoshu, what were you guys talking about just now?"

"This is a secret between boys." Jiang Shu said seriously.

"Can't you even tell me?" Bai Lu looked at him expectantly.

"Brother Xiaoshu, I want to know too!" Yaoyao said.

"Well, there's nothing to hide. I just became friends with the two of them. If nothing unexpected happens, we should be good friends for life, just like you three."

Hearing this, Xu Xinzhu suddenly lost interest. She had no interest in boys other than Xiaoshu.

Bai Lu just said "Oh" calmly and didn't want to find out more.

Zhong Yaoyao, on the other hand, didn't seem to feel anything at all. She took the new book and placed it in front of Jiang Shu: "Brother Xiaoshu, can you write my name for me? Your handwriting is beautiful!"

"Xiaoshu, there's me and there's me!" Xu Xinzhu said quickly.

After saying this, Bai Lu looked down at the name she had written on the Chinese textbook and suddenly felt a little regretful. Why didn't she think of asking Xiaoshu to help write it?
That was the name written by Xiaoshu himself!

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(Alas, I originally promised to update four chapters, but I suddenly received a message to revise the story. Some of the previous chapters still have problems. I continue to rack my brains to revise the story. Sorry, there are only three chapters today. I will update more tomorrow.)
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