The Glamorous Comeback of the Ousted Heiress

Chapter 138: 054 Imperial Tutor, the true strength of Bai Lian_1

Translator: 549690339

Xiangcheng is taking this cultural and tourism planning very seriously.

From Ren Qian and his likes down to the children, everyone is cooperating to maintain Xiangcheng’s civilized appearance.

From ancient times till now, Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School has carried on its traditions for many years. The stone in the middle of the schoolyard is the biggest highlight. When the Culture and Tourism Bureau sent the order to the school, the principal immediately entered into full combat mode.

He even emotionally and logically persuaded Lu Lingxi, pulling out Bai Lian.

At the moment, when Ren Wanxuan unilaterally said she didn’t want to record, the principal really panicked.

To him, the matter of making an apology, Lu Lingxi took it far too seriously.

“Calligraphy is most important,” the principal had a very good impression of Bai Lian. He knew she always studied earnestly everywhere. Others might not know, but the principal was very aware that her physics grades had caught the attention of Jiangjing, “but in our school, only Ren Wanxuan has achieved the highest level of study.”

The history and culture of Xiangcheng are profound, especially the Bai Family.

The most glorious stroke of the Great Yong Dynasty was like a brilliant firework.

Resplendent yet fleeting.

It bloomed only in Xiangcheng.

The stone standing in the courtyard of Xiangcheng No.1 Middle School represented Liang-style calligraphy, and the culture presented in the video had to be the Liang style.

Not to mention…

That was also the style that Mr. Chen valued.

Therefore, the only choice for this role was none other than Ren Wanxuan.

The Ren Family was firmly holding onto the principal’s lifeline.

“Oh,” Bai Lian’s gaze didn’t fall on the two of them, her dark pupils seemingly fixed on some point in the void: “In that case, I can give it a try.”

“What are you going to try,” Lu Lingxi blurted out instinctively, ” you and Zhang Shize don’t need to worry about this…”

Halfway through speaking, Lu Lingxi suddenly realized what Bai Lian meant.

She scrutinized Bai Lian carefully. The girl’s snow-white shirt was meticulously buttoned from bottom to top, and the cuffs and collar were embroidered with green gentleman bamboo. Her black pupils reflected the scattered sunlight outside the window.

Peaceful and calm.

“You know Liang-style too?”

“Yes,” Bai Lian nodded.

Lu Lingxi knew about Bai Lian’s foundation in Guange-style calligraphy. Although Guange-style was good, it was quite limited by the development of other styles.

But she was always not one to discourage students and would not deny them opportunities.

“Then should we let Bai Lian try?” Lu Lingxi suggested to the principal.

Calligraphy isn’t something just anyone can pick up and execute well; it requires training from an early age and immense wrist strength. According to what the principal knew, the hardship a calligrapher endured while practicing hanging the wrist was no less than that at Shaolin Temple.

That’s why few persisted with the practice.

Getting onto the promotional video wasn’t a matter of just any casually written character; it required characters that were presentable on stage.

In the whole school, only Ren Wanxuan’s practice showed proper form, but to say it so directly to Bai Lian would be too discouraging.

The principal stared at Bai Lian for a while before speaking, “Write a few characters for me to see first.”

He hadn’t prepared any brush, ink, paper, or inkstone, so he just found a white paper in the office and a black pen on Lu Lingxi’s desk, then handed it to Bai Lian to write.

Bai Lian wasn’t particular about the pen or the paper, nor the setting.

She put aside her jacket, spread a blank A4 sheet on the table, and with her slender and strong fingers holding the black pen, she wrote four characters.

Meanwhile, the principal and Lu Lingxi were still debating over the possibility of sending Zhang Shize to apologize.

Having put down the pen, Bai Lian picked up her school uniform, looked up towards Lu Lingxi and the principal, and politely said, “Teacher, I have finished writing.”

“So quickly?” The principal was somewhat surprised since he was accustomed to Ren Wanxuan’s writing.

She needed a long time to prepare, and she would write with great care, redoing it over and over if dissatisfied.

Bai Lian hadn’t even taken a minute from start to end, had she?

Lu Lingxi glanced at the principal, then gently said to Bai Lian, “Alright, you go back to doing your homework.”

After Bai Lian left, the principal continued, “Leaving aside the matter with the Longsword, it would be quite normal for Zhang Shize to apologize. Living in this world, it’s impossible not to adapt.”

As for the characters Bai Lian wrote, the principal hadn’t even looked at them.

He just didn’t believe Bai Lian could write Liang-style.

“Why leave aside the Longsword,” Lu Lingxi scoffed, “I haven’t even started to make trouble for them, and you’re already leaving it aside.”

She turned around and returned to her seat.

Seeing the paper that Bai Lian had casually placed on the desk, she picked it up and examined it.

“No, why is your vision so narrow…” the principal still wanted to convince her.

After talking for a while and realizing that Lu Lingxi was ignoring him, he turned around only to find her holding a piece of paper, so engrossed that she was lost in thought.

The principal walked over to have a look, and upon seeing it, his face, previously filled with helpless entanglement, instantly turned to dumbfounded astonishment.