Yi Ruoshui is a wild path to debut halfway in history, but he has no bad hobbies. He just likes to think about history if you have something to do. He has to read a few pages of books every day to feel refreshed.

Under normal circumstances, a wild path like Yi Ruoshui is just a wild path after all. Thanks to the power of the Internet, precious books that were not necessarily found in large public libraries in the past can be read at any time on the computer, so that he can master the same materials as those professionals.

He was willing to concentrate on his studies and had his own way of studying. He also received guidance and help from many friends. Over the past ten years, he had already shown signs of integrating historical materials, and even felt that his level should be no less than that of scholars from professional backgrounds.

In order to confirm this, he had been planning this paper for six or seven years and had written the first draft three years ago. However, the busyness over the past three years left him without the time to truly complete the final draft.

But now he finally has the opportunity to realize his long-cherished wish during this long holiday.

Wei Shuanghua glanced at Yi Ruoshui who was extremely focused, and his expression suddenly became solemn.

Although Yi Ruoshui is a bit fast to read books, Wei Shuanghua does not think that Yi Ruoshui is flirting with books at will. On the contrary, Yi Ruoshui seems to have read these piles of books countless times, so he will find what he needs as soon as possible.

Like Xiaozhu, she was also a little confused about such a bunch of traditional vertical history books. She read too deeply as a student? This is at least the scope of the undergraduates in the history department? Maybe it is the bibliography that graduate students need to read.

She exchanged opinions with two librarians just now, and they all felt that this book list did not seem to be read by students from the History Department, at least it was a book list of students from three or four. However, Yi Ruoshui was stressed when reading it. He even took out a notebook from somewhere to remember all the materials he needed.

Thinking of this, Wei Shuanghua couldn't help but look at the librarian's position, but saw that the two of them were pulling Xiaozhu to chat. Although Xiaozhu wanted to lower his voice and avoid the rhythm of others reading, his voice became excited.

But the other teachers did not protest. They had already surrounded Xiaozhu and listened to her telling the thrilling story. Xiaozhu was really a good storyteller. He told the battle at the railway station so exciting that people would not get tired of listening to it a hundred times, let alone the things in the hospital happened later.

Wei Shuanghua turned around and looked at Yi Ruoshui again. Yi Ruoshui was the only unaffected person in the entire library. He focused on picking everything he needed and building a world he had carefully prepared for many years.

A focused man is always extremely handsome. Even though he is his own student, Wei Shuanghua is still a little lost.

Yi Ruoshui focused on the essence of these books. He seemed to have read these books many times, so he could turn to the page he wanted. Except for the rustling sound of the pen writing in the notebook, the whole world seemed to have become silent, and it was all around him.

What kind of student is this?

Wei Shuanghua had to ask such a question. She couldn't help but walk towards Yi Ruoshui's desk. However, when she saw Yi Ruoshui's notes, she had to exclaim in a low voice: "Yi Ruoshui, your words are so pretty, almost as beautiful as if you typed out from a computer..."

This is simply a word from a computer...

Yi Ruoshui felt so proud that he could not hide his complacency. He didn't expect that he would have such benefits when traveling over. In fact, he didn't expect that this good handwriting was written by himself. This may be a reward for fulfilling his long-cherished wish.

Yi Lushui's calligraphy in his previous life was a bad idea, but when he copied it today, he found that the words he wrote on his notes were actually the standard font on the computer.

Song style, imitation Song style, Xiaobiao Song style, Wei stele... I definitely write whatever I want, anyway, Yi Ruo can't find fault with himself.

Yi Ruoshui found that his words were no longer slow and ugly from his previous life. They could be more beautiful than the files printed by laser printers, and they were good and fast, which made him feel so proud.

After Wei Shuanghua looked at it a few times, he should still make a real objective evaluation. It should not make Yi Ruoshui too proud: "Student Yi Ruoshui, your handwriting is definitely beautiful and standard, and it is more standard than the fonts on the computer. Unfortunately, it is too standard and too regular. It lacks some changes in the charm, which is a pity!"

The standard fonts in computer fonts naturally cannot have any charm!

Yi Ruoshui complained softly, but the next moment Yi Ruoshui glanced at Wei Shuanghua, and then there was a little strangeness in his eyes: "Teacher Wei, I understand..."

Wei Shuanghua glanced at Yi Ruoshui and thought with a smile: "What do you know? The font is indeed beautiful, but unfortunately I will definitely not win the first place in the calligraphy competition, but I can recommend you to go to the calligraphy club to practice..."

It's really too similar to the standard fonts printed by a printer, it's even more standard than those printed by a needle printer. However, such works that lack the change in charm are impossible to win the first place in the calligraphy competition.

Just over ten minutes later, Wei Shuanghua glanced at Yi Ruoshui's notebook again, and she was shocked.

How is this possible? How many more surprises can this student bring to him?

She was originally just going to take a look at it casually, but after seeing Yi Ruoshui's notes, her vision could not be separated.

Nowadays, Yi Ruoshui's words are not only described as standard and beautiful, but have a unique charm. It can even be said to have a unique scholarly temperament that Yi Ruoshui has. Although it is a bit exaggerated to say this, this is definitely one of the most beautiful fountain pen characters Wei Shuanghua has ever seen.

Moreover, when Yi Ruoshui took notes, it was flowing and flowing without any stagnation. Seeing the vigorous and beautiful words constantly taking shape on the notebook, Wei Shuanghua was unwilling to interrupt the writing process.

This is creating an ultimate beauty...

Wei Shuanghua didn't expect that in just half an hour, Yi Ruoshui's writings would actually change like this, and how many unexpected surprises would he, a student, bring to him.

She even felt that with this hard pen calligraphy, Yi Ruoshui could make a living by setting up a small stall in People's Square.

This is actually a freshman in his class? Wei Shuanghua estimated that even if Yi Ruoshui could not get the top three, he could still get a good ranking.

Is such an excellent Yi Ruoshui really his own student? Wei Shuanghua felt a little confused for a moment.

Seeing Yi Ruoshui creating beautiful notes on his notes with great concentration, Wei Shuanghua could no longer speak, so she could only sit beside Yi Ruoshui and wait for her to finish the notes.

The best inkjet typewriter in the school is not as beautiful and standard as Yi Ruoshui, and the words already have their own unique charm, not to mention that the squeaking noise of the printer is simply not as good as Yi Ruoshui's slim handwriting, so Wei Shuanghua was both happy and sighing.

She really couldn't understand this student. This was really an absolute monster. Which class teacher trained such a student?

But his expression of writing was indeed very handsome.

Yi Ruoshui's speed of flipping books has slowed down. He fell into deep thought from time to time. Sometimes, he would turn back and compare it with the previous records to re-excerpt it.

After a long time, Yi Ruoshui suddenly raised his head because of the faint body fragrance of the air, and then he found that Wei Shuanghua was staring at him. He couldn't help but feel a sense of timidity: "Teacher?"

Wei Shuanghua couldn't help but ask the question he wanted to ask: "Why did your word suddenly become so charming?"
Chapter completed!