Chapter 2395 Sensible (1 / 2)

2997 words

23 days ago

"It's great to learn and practice from time to time. I have friends... Wang Xiaoguan, dozed off again."

Lao Xiucai is a dedicated gentleman. He is usually amiable, but during class, he is extremely serious. If you listen outside the school, you can always hear his scolding.

As the saying goes, a strict teacher produces a good disciple, and when it's time to argue, you have to keep talking.

However, his words fell into the child's ears like a monk reciting sutras.

Look, more than half of the students in the class have their eyelids twitching, and the remaining half have already finished.

The most beautiful... But after class, the children who were sleepy were in high spirits.

It's best to learn... But Xiao Zhao Yun, everyone was playing and playing, but he was the only one standing at the foot of the wall, looking up at the calligraphy and painting with his little head raised, and kept making gestures with his little hands.

He is a smart kid and learns everything quickly.

In this regard, the leader of the divine dynasty is somewhat clever.

"Zilong, come home with me after school! I'll treat you to roast goose." Wang Xiaoguan poked Zhao Yun.

"I won't go. I have to learn to blacksmith when I get back." Zhao Yun said with a smile.

"It's boring." Wang Xiaoguan puffed his lips and ran away in confusion.

As soon as he left, the old scholar came over with his hands behind his back. His gesture of stroking his beard was very serious. Looking at Zhao Yun's expression, it was even more serious.

This kid is not only a talented person, he is simply a child prodigy. After watching his calligraphy once, he wrote it out when he got home, and the writing was very neat.

He has been teaching for many years, and this is the first time he has seen such a genius. If he is guided, it is not impossible for him to come back with a top score in the examination.

Speaking of the number one scholar, his slightly muddy old man

His eyes lit up a little.

He studied hard and studied diligently for most of his life, but he never crossed the dragon gate.

If the students he teaches can graduate from high school, it will fulfill his wish.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but laugh.

"Sir." Zhao Yun tugged at the corner of his clothes.

The old scholar came back to his senses and smiled gently.

"How do you write the word 'dian'?" Zhao Yun asked immaturely.

"A shop within a shop? A palace within a palace?...Or, the lightning of thunder and lightning?"

"This...I don't know either."

Zhao Yun scratched his head and tried to recall the cry.

He remembered the pronunciation, but with his knowledge, it was difficult to confirm which word it was.

"Come."

The old scholar smiled, returned to the podium, and then dipped his pen in ink.

A studious boy rarely asks for advice. As a teacher, he is naturally happy.

I saw him dancing like a dragon and a phoenix, and he wrote a whole page.

A child prodigy is a child prodigy. One glance and he has a photographic memory.

"Eat roast goose."

"Eat roast goose."

In the evening, when a group of children came out of the private school, they were all dancing.

Wang Xiaoguan said that he would go home and play with him, and that he would have meat to eat... and that he would be satisfied.

Zhao Yun became sensible and went straight to the house with a small book basket on his back.

When passing by a restaurant, I saw Ye Banxian. He was yawning and closing the stall. His whole body was very weak. It must be that business was not good today and he didn't make much money.

When he saw Zhao Yun, he came over with a smile on his face.

Although he is not a good scholar, he still has some ability in fortune-telling. For example, this child has a full sky and a round earth. You can tell at a glance that he is not the best in the pond.

things.

As the saying goes, you need to catch your thighs as early as possible.

If the guarantee is not complete, the boy will become famous and he will be rewarded with a few gold ingots.

"Learn fortune telling from grandpa! I'm sure you will be popular and drink spicy food." Ye Banxian took Zhao Yun's hand and said seriously.

"I have no money."

Zhao Yun is also honest, but there is a studious light in his eyes.

He didn't know what fortune telling was, but he was very interested in the weird Bagua patterns, as well as the yellow talismans, which the old scholar said could ward off evil spirits.

"No money." Ye Banxian pinched his beard.

"Okay." Zhao Yuan's big eyes lit up instantly.

"Come on, call Master first."

"master."

"Well, children can be taught."

Ye Banxian smiled with satisfaction and went home with his luggage.

Chapter 2395 Sensible (2 / 2)

2997 words

23 days ago

It's too late today, so it won't be too late to teach again tomorrow.

Before leaving, he kept in mind his numerous warnings and told him not to let Blacksmith Zhao know about his appointment as master. That guy had a bad temper and was always going to cause trouble for him.

Zhao Yun also left, still holding a yellow talisman folded into a triangle in his hand.

This was given by Ye Banxian, saying it was a peace charm. There are many such things in the temple.

He was very obedient and did not tell his father about his apprenticeship.

Anyway, it doesn’t cost any money, so maybe I can borrow some books from Ye Banxian.

As he spoke, he opened the door to his home.

Upon entering, he saw a burly old man wielding a spear in the courtyard.

The gun was made by his father.

He has seen a few people dancing with guns. Everyone in the town calls him Coach Qilin. He has good martial arts skills and a good heart. He often beats up gangsters on the street.

Buzz!

Forest

The instructor's spear shot out like a dragon, dancing like fallen leaves all over the ground.

Blacksmith Zhao was a spectator, and little Zhao Yun, who had just entered the house, was also dazzled by the sight.

He is gifted with intelligence and has a photographic memory.

He memorized every move made by Coach Lin.

If he had free time, he would also like to learn martial arts well.

If anyone dared to bully his father, he would beat that person into a pig's head.

At some point, Coach Lin wiped off his sweat and put away his spear.

"I'm still satisfied." Blacksmith Zhao handed over a bowl of water.

"You've always done it, how can you be dissatisfied." Coach Lin smiled heartily and his eyes fell on Zhao Yun.

I often hear people say that there is a young scholar in the blacksmith's family, and it is indeed true.

Look at this kid, he's young and pretty, he'll definitely get a good name.

"Let's go." Coach Lin waved his hand and went out with the spear in hand, walking like a tiger and a tiger.

"Have a meal."

Blacksmith Zhao picked up Zhao Yun and thought a lot about him after not seeing his son for a day.

It's time to grow taller, and Mr. Zhao's appetite is becoming more and more exaggerated.

The blacksmith has long been accustomed to this. Being able to eat is a blessing!... He can barely afford it.

After meal.
To be continued...