"Well said!"

A majestic voice came from outside the door, and a middle-aged man with a stern face and two deep nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose walked in.

He first looked at the students below, and then said, "Okay, I am ashamed of falling out of Class C! The desire to learn is not outside, but in your heart. If you retreat and escape due to the outside world

The heart is not the fault of others, you need to reflect on yourself!"

"I wish you politely!" The students stood up together, "The Master advised us to remember it in our hearts."

"Sit down. Now open "Mencius", and today we will talk about the article "King Hui of Liang"." Master Zhu sat down in his seat, first let everyone read it, and then picked a few people to recite it.

These things must be obtained during the county exam, and it would be strange if there are still people who can't memorize them now. This purpose is just to make students not relax, so as not to forget them if they are too long.

After that, the teacher began to explain, from the notes of words to the translation of the whole article. The students below seemed to listen carefully, but in fact they were a little boring, because they had already memorized this article and "Mencius Collection Notes". The teacher said a lot

They are all found in books, but they are not that detailed.

Chu Ci listened very seriously. Not only that, he also wrote something quickly on the paper with a pen. This made Master Zhu look at him several times.

After seeing it, Zhang Wenhai, who was standing beside him, quietly winked at Chu Ci. After getting Chu Ci's confusing look, he asked in a low voice: "Brother Chu, what are you writing? Master is looking at you."

Chu Ci didn't hear it clearly for a while, and Zhang Wenhai asked again.

Now Chu Ci heard it clearly, even the Master and other students on the stage heard it because when he asked, the gentleman stopped.

"What's the matter with you two whispering?" Master Zhu stared at Zhang Wenhai with a stern face and looked unkind.

Chu Ci and Zhang Wenhai stood up, Zhang Wenhai stammered, but Chu Ci was very calm: "Reply to Master's words, it was my fault for whispering in class, so I asked Master to punish me. But it was because my actions were different from others, Brother Zhang was afraid that I would be punished.

The Master misunderstood, so he asked this question and reminded me to listen carefully to the lecture."

"No, no, Master, Brother Chu ignored me at all. It was my own fault to interfere with the class. Please punish me." Zhang Wenhai said quickly.

"You two don't have to argue about who's fault. Take your book over and I want to see what you are writing?"

Zhang Wenhai was worried, some people were curious, while Zhu Jie and his group were gloating, thinking that Chu Ci probably drew in the book. I remember that there was a student in the Boy C Class of the Year before yesterday who was drawing a sequel to the erotic palace in the classroom. Unfortunately, he was discovered by the Master.

The scene of being driven out of the county school by everyone with a broom is still vivid in my mind.

"Yes." Chu Ci held the book with both hands and presented it respectfully.

After taking it, Master Zhu took it and looked carefully for a while, his face became a little better.

"Why do you remember what I said on paper?"

"In the past, the disciples of the saints recorded what the most saints said on paper, leaving it for future generations to learn the meaning. Today, I want to imitate the ancients, and remember what my husband said on paper, and then slowly understand it after class, and review the past.

Knowing new things must be beneficial to your studies.”

Master Zhu almost couldn't help laughing out loud, Chu Ci's flattery could be considered a slap. But he immediately put down his face and scolded:

"Don't talk nonsense! How can I compare with the Supreme Master? Don't say this again in the future."

"Yes, the students couldn't help themselves, I hope the Master would forgive me. However, the student had heard a saying before, "A good memory is not as good as a bad pen." It's not too much to listen roughly, but it makes sense to think about it carefully. The Master also asked the Master to allow the student to continue to take notes.

.”

"A good memory is not as good as a bad pen." Master Zhu held this in his mouth and chewed it twice and said, "The words are rough but not rough. Since they are beneficial to their homework, you will follow your example..." He turned the book to the cover.

, "This Chu Ci, please take some notes in the book."

In an instant, Chu Ci received countless death rays, and even Zhang Wenhai couldn't help but launch halfway through.

I could have listened to the class easily, why did we make things difficult for us! Why are we so anxious to fight each other?

The old god Chu Ci sat back on the ground, haha, he didn't write or read, he couldn't just take notes in class!

The Master continued to talk, and the family was so sad that they picked up the pen and started taking notes. Sometimes when they met Master, they said it was almost done, and some people would ask Master to repeat it. The class suddenly changed from lifelessness to high enthusiasm.

"Dangdangdang!"

After the bell for the end of the class was ringed, Master Meng stopped with unsatisfactory. He assigned a homework based on the content of today's teaching, asking students to write an article with the title "A gentleman is a metaphor for righteousness, and a villain is a metaphor for profit".

Two or three hundred words article.

The students walked out in groups of three or three, all of them were listless. When they passed by Class A and B, they caused a few more jokes, thinking that they were probably scolded by their master again.

The students in Class C were too lazy to talk back, after all, they almost had cramps in their hands after writing for a whole afternoon.

If you are laughed too much, some people can't help but say that it would be great if the method of Chu Ci spreads throughout the school. Then, let them taste the pain of today, and see who can still laugh.

Zhu Jie and others also went to Class A to find Qi Xu. After hearing this, Qi Xu did not sneer as they thought. In Qi Xu's heart, Chu Ci has always been his strong enemy, and other than that, he felt that anything

No one deserves to be his opponent.

Chu Ci was still in control before, and he didn't bother to deal with him. But on the eve of the year exam last year, Chu Ci made him lose face after a few words. When he was bathed in the fun eyes of everyone, he felt so angry that he had already been

Chu Ci is definitely the target to be driven away.

But on the other hand, he recognized that Chu Ci's academic performance was not inferior to him. Today's method of recording notes might be really useful? Although he absolutely did not want to admit this.

...

I wish the Master would return to the Master's lounge with his book scrolls and briskly steps. When the other Masters saw his smug look, they couldn't help but feel curious.

"Why is Brother Guangsheng so happy today? But the students in Class C have made a lot of progress?" asked Master Zhu.

"How can you make progress?" Master Zhu sighed as if he was unhappy, "But compared to the past, today is much better."

Then, he took out what Chu Ci did and said and learned it for everyone, which made the other masters envious.

Qin Lingqing dragged the room for a while, but when he returned to the lounge, it was not as quiet as before.

"Brother Xinran, you're here just right. I remember that Chu Ci is your high disciple, right? Your disciple is amazing, he said..." Master Zhu didn't bother to watch the fun, just pull Qin Lingqing.

He repeated the words of Master Zhu just now.

Qinling still kept a smile on his face: "I am so attentive, and he studied in this way in the past."

It's weird! This little bastard never did such a thing in the past, and he never compared him to a saintly master. Could it be that Zhu, the surname Zhu, was enough to convince him after only teaching him for half a day?

"Brother Qin is really a blessed person. He can accept such a high disciple and have someone to succeed him." Master Zhu felt a little regretful when he heard this. He thought that if Chu Ci had no gentleman, he might as well let him accept him as a disciple.

Now I think about it, isn’t Chu Ci the little prodigy in Changxi Village? He was a scholar at the age of fourteen, but he caused a sensation.

...

After dinner, Chu Ci visited Master Qin with a thick stack of articles and poems. These were all the homework assigned by the teacher. Yesterday, I was busy, and today it was time to go and hand in my homework.

As he walked up, Chu Ci met many masters who were walking together and ate after a meal. He bowed and greeted him one by one, and then found that these masters were very enthusiastic.

But when he arrived at Master Qin, he said hello to Master Qin who was watering the flowers, but Master Qin ignored him.

"Sir, but what did the disciple do wrong to make him unhappy? The disciple apologizes to him here. I hope he will take care of himself and not be stuck in his heart. You can vent it. No matter whether he beats or scolds, the disciple will suffer." Chu

Ci said with a little aggrievedly, he really couldn't figure out where he offended the gentleman. Do you think he came too late?

Qinlingqing snorted and walked away two steps to continue watering the flowers.

The teacher's wife, who was standing beside her, covered her lips and chuckled, waved to Chu Ci, signaled him to go over, and then whispered to solve Chu Ci's confusion.

Chu Ci was so amused and crying, sir, is it really good that he is still jealous at such a big age?

His eyes turned around the entire yard, and suddenly had an idea and said loudly: "Master's wife, I don't think there are too many flowers and plants in this yard in the future."

Master Qin was carrying his body on his back and pricked his ears to hear what they were saying. Suddenly, he said something like this, so angry that his hands were shaking. Could it be that he blamed him for watering the flowers?

"Why?" Although Master Qin was puzzled, he still supported the role very strongly.

"Because, the sir is full of students all over the world, why do you need to plant more flowers in front of the hall?"

Master Qin's face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum. This sentence was no less than the afternoon sentence for a teacher. But he still tried hard to adjust the expression on his face and said:

"I only talk nonsense all day long. If you are willing to focus on your studies, why worry about not fulfilling your ambitions? Come in and let me see how your recent homework is. If you retreat, you will be punished.

yes!"

Master Qin put down his hand pot, walked into the study with his head held high and his chest raised. Chu Ci bowed to his master's wife and followed with a smile.

Master Qin was still holding his breath and criticized Chu Ci's article in a slight way, then he awkwardly said that he was okay and had not regressed much.

He took a teacup and moistened his throat. Seeing Chu Ci sitting there smiling with a straight face, he couldn't help but stab him again: "What's wrong? What I said is not as good as the sage master, so you

Don't want to take notes."

Chu Ci shouted in his heart, what's going on? It's coming again?

"Where is this? In the past, three thousand disciples of the saints, who was as lucky as his disciples, and could listen to his teacher's teachings alone? Therefore, the students were deeply impressed in their hearts and never dared to forget them. Since that's the case, how could they still be

What notes are needed?”

"Smooth tongue," commented Master Qin, and then he became much gentler when he talked about poetry.

Chu Ci breathed a sigh of relief, and he already felt the feeling of a married man in his heart. It was really painful to be torn between the "new wife" and the "old mother" and the "old mother"!

I just hope that he will never fall into this predicament after getting married. How can he govern the country and pacify the world if his family is not unified? I am afraid.

The author has something to say: Update, one hour earlier today! The poem in the article is written by Bai Juyi. The original text is to let the Gong peaches and plums all over the world, so why should I plant flowers in front of the hall? Haha, because of the author's efforts, please bookmark it. Author, thank you everyone. Thank you for your little angel who voted for me or irrigated nutrient solution~

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10 bottles of begonia; 5 bottles of Xiaoxiao; eight bowls, not fish, and the fallen flowers of the Lord, walking Maya 1 bottle;
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