Master Pei's Wife is a Devil Concubine

Chapter 163 - No wonder it was so Cheap!

Chapter 163: No wonder it was so Cheap!

Translator: Dragon Boat Translation Editor: Dragon Boat Translation

“Alright, Old Madam, I’ll get it done.”

At 8 o’clock that night, Zhang Guihua went to the hospital with Aunt Cui.

She brought along the tonic.

In the ward, the three of them were talking and laughing as they divided the expensive soup into three exquisite containers and drank it.

Su Qianrou asked, “grandma, is Song Heng really not on set? How did this happen? How come he didn’t tell me?”

“It’s true. I went to the shooting location. The people there said it themselves. Is he busy with other things? ”

Su Qianrou thought for a while, “that’s possible. The show is so popular. He must have received a lot of new projects, but…”

She looked down at her phone and realized that Song Heng had not contacted her for the past few days. He did not reply to her messages either.

Su Junye had been eating the hospital meals every day that he almost puked, so he actually found the tonic to be delicious. “Grandma, this is really good. It’s not bitter at all.”

“Of course,” Zhang Guihua smiled, “I added sugar to it.”

“Is there more?” Su Junye asked.

“There’s still some left. I’ll give it all to you,” Zhang Guihua said.

An hour later, Su Junye’s stomach suddenly ached, and he ran to the toilet.

After being in there for twenty minutes, he was just about to open the door and come out when he felt something again!

Su Qianrou laughed at him, “grandma, look at him. What a waste of your effort…”

Before she could finish her sentence, Su Qianrou’s face turned pale and her forehead was covered in sweat.

“What’s wrong?”

Su Qianrou was not in the mood to answer her. She quickly jumped out of bed and slammed on the toilet door.

“Come out quickly! I also need to use it!”

Could it be that there was something wrong with the tonic? Why did her stomach hurt so much?

Not only did her stomach hurt, but she also felt nauseated.

She wanted to see if her grandmother was alright, but when she turned around, she found that Zhang Guihua had fallen to the ground.

She quickly pressed the bell to call the doctor.

Finally, he added another bed to their ward for Zhang Guihua.

**

Two days passed by in the blink of an eye, and it was the day of the first online calligraphy class.

Zhu Mingzhang wore a Chinese tunic suit on purpose. He put his mobile phone to the side and placed a brush, ink, paper, and an inkstone on the desk.

In a while, he would be able to practice according to his master’s instructions.

He was very happy to be Su Ji’s disciple, but to be honest, he had no doubts about winning first place in the calligraphy competition.

At 8 o’clock, Zhu Mingzhang logged into the app.

An account had been created in advance.

At this moment, the system had already prompted him that his teacher had started a class. Zhu Mingzhang revealed an excited smile and quickly clicked on it.

When the teacher opened a classroom, the registered student would be able to enter the room.

After entering the room, one could only see the teacher’s video. The student’s camera was not turned on, but their names would be displayed on the right side of the screen.

Su Ji didn’t want a forty-minute class that cost 20,000 yuan to drag on. She didn’t even introduce herself and started off with a lecture.

“Everyone, prepare the brush, ink, paper, and inkstone. I’ll first talk about the main differences between Huajin and ordinary scripts.”

Zhu Mingzhang felt that she was really good at teaching.

What’s with the “everyone”?

Couldn’t she have just called him by his name?

He skillfully picked up the brush and raised his head from time to time to practice according to her instructions on the screen.

But soon, he realized that something was wrong.

What were the words at the bottom of the screen?

He put on his reading glasses and walked closer to take a look.

[ “Ah! I’m so excited! I’ve been chosen as Su Ji’s student!” ]

[ “Thanks to my mother for forcing me to learn calligraphy for ten years! Otherwise, I wouldn’t have been one of the 300 lucky ones!” ]

[ “Su Ji is so handsome when she’s holding a brush!! Mastering calligraphy is my goal in this life!!!” ]

[ “Is Professor Zhu here too? I’m so excited! I’m actually classmates with Professor Zhu!” ]

Professor Zhu: “…”

He was dumbfounded.

He shifted his gaze to the right where the students’ names were displayed.

There were all sorts of weird names.

The number at the top showed that the room currently had a total of 300 students!

Zhu Mingzhang took a deep breath. No wonder the price of one class was so cheap!

It was 30,000 yuan per lesson, and Su Ji had taken in 300 students at the same time!

One class would cost 9 million!

Thinking about it carefully, she had only agreed to teach him, but she never said that it would be exclusive.

Su Ji said that she could not put all eggs in the same basket. Therefore, she posted an advertisement on TikTok that day, with the registration and screening methods attached.

All the students who signed up had to give her a copy of their calligraphy within two days.

In just two days, even though the price of each class was 30,000 yuan, there were still tens of thousands of students who came to sign up.

Su Ji’s ultimate goal was to obtain academic credits, so she chose 299 people with the best qualifications.

No, it was actually 298 people with the best qualifications.

There was one person she had gone easy on, and that was “.”.

Her handwriting was crooked, and she almost thought that she had written it with her feet.

However, that was her biggest supporter, so she went easy on her.

As the head of the Calligraphy Association, Zhu Mingzhang was usually very calm and collected. However, when he saw the other 299 students who were his classmates, he was stimulated.

He was now full of fighting spirit!

He wanted to compete with this group of young people to become the best student and bring glory to his master!

Zhu Mingzhang looked at the list of students.

There were “Su Ji’s daddy fan”, “.”, “Gold-medal Stay-at-home Dad”, “Sunset Lover”…

Although he didn’t know what these people looked like in real life, if they could afford to pay 30,000 yuan for a lesson, they should be doing pretty well.

These people would attend this class with him every week and learn the Huajin script style. At the beginning of next year, they would also participate in the calligraphy competition with him.

It seemed that it wasn’t enough for him to put in a hundred times more effort for the following online classes!

In the camera, Su Ji looked at her 300 carefully selected students and nodded in relief.

She had 300 students participate in the calligraphy competition next year.

It could also be considered as achieving the Calligraphy Association’s goal of promoting Chinese calligraphy to the public.

The probability of getting 50 credits next year would be 300 times higher than before!

And if nothing went wrong, she would be able to get the academic credits of the top three!