Chapter – Bitter hardship that can't be said is very pitiful
With fundamental knowledge from before, Chu Qing-Yan didn't feel it would be difficult; but then, the iceberg teacher's stern criticism rained down.
"Keep your fingers steady, your palm should be empty and erect, the wrist should be flat, keep it steady."
Chu Qing-Yan blushed with shame, what a strict teacher.
"The finger that writes needs strength, joints should be facing outwards, close but not loose. Five fingers should use strength at the same time so it will be firm and powerful. You must also pay attention to wielding the brush, however, the looseness and tightness must be appropriate. If it is too tight, the movements won't be nimble; too loose, you can't use enough force."
Chu Qing-Yan subconsciously added a bit more force, "Slap——" A ruler landed on the back of her hand and a red streak appeared momentarily. Afterwards, she felt the scorching pain and couldn't help but lift her eyes, gleaming with tears to glare at the main offender.
Xiao Xu directly ignored her glower and continued to say, "The fingers shouldn't tremble. Concentrate!"
Chu Qing-Yan clenched her teeth. Compared to this iceberg teacher, she thought that her teacher at that time was really gentle and benevolent.
The iceberg teacher looked at her hand and continued, "The s.p.a.ce between the thumb and the forefinger should be wider."
Chu Qing-Yan, having heard this, parted the two fingers slightly, but sadly, the other party didn't seem to be satisfied. After criticizing her for a long while, and she still couldn't reach his requirements, she saw his brows knit slightly. Chu Qing-Yan thought he had already given up, but didn't think he'd call Lan Yi to come in.