After settling the children, Ye Zhenzhen left the elementary school and came to the university area at the other end. This time she was going to teach Class B.
They are all scholars who want to gain fame. Even if there is no instruction here, these students are very consciously holding books and reviewing their homework. They are reading loudly and full of energy.
Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi became more and more nervous, even breathing softly.
The students who were immersed in studying noticed the movement and immediately stood up to greet him, because Class A had already become the first to be attacked, and with more than ten days of buffering, the students in Class B had almost accepted Ye Fuzi's existence.
But...who are the two young girls following Mr. Ye?
When Mr. Ye introduced the identities of the two girls, the students in the audience couldn't help but look at each other, and their hearts were complicated. Now they not only had a female wife, but also a female classmate.
Regardless of what these students were thinking, Ye Zhenzhen looked around for a week and found a familiar face, so she directly called him by name: "Zhao Shike, go bring two desks over."
This Zhao Shike was Cui Zhiduan's friend for many years.
Zhao Shike admired Master Ye very much, so he naturally obeyed his advice. He immediately called his friends to move the desks, and he came back in a short while.
"Master, where is the best place to put these two desks?"
Ye Zhenzhen looked around: "Put them on both sides of my seat."
The seats on both sides of the podium have been "honorary seats" since ancient times. Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi did not know the unspoken rules of the classroom in later generations. Instead, they felt honored to be close to the Master. When they sat down, their backs were straighter than before.
Although they have some worries, they cannot lose the reputation of Mr. Ye.
Seeing that they were adapting well, Ye Zhenzhen didn't pay any more attention and quickly started her class. The other students were quickly immersed in the Master's new knowledge and no longer cared about any female classmates for fear of missing something.
What important knowledge points?
Soon, the part they expected happened again - egg painting.
Some people had already consulted with acquaintances in Class A to understand the situation in advance and learned a few tricks, so they performed well in painting in class. Ye Zhenzhen nodded with satisfaction. She was not afraid of students being stupid, but afraid that students would not work hard. As long as they were willing to work hard, they could still teach.
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Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi made the same progress as their classmates in Class B. Yang Shiwan was slightly better, but only a little bit better. The best painter in this class was undoubtedly Zhao Shike.
Ye Zhenzhen was indeed satisfied with the fact that he was a good student who had studied with her.
The class time passed in a blink of an eye, and the students in Class B also got the homework of drawing eggs. They are all diligent and studious people, racing against time to draw on rice paper while waiting for the start of the next class.
Jin Yingxuan and Yang Wanshi were a little at a loss.
Jin Yingxuan was bold and asked directly: "Master... Master, should we follow you to the next class?"
"No, the next class is Li Jiaoyu's class. I have already greeted him in advance. You can continue to stay and listen."
Yang Wanshi's eyes lit up instantly.
Unlike Jin Yingxuan, who knew nothing, she specifically inquired about the names of the various professors in the academy. There was only one Li Jiaoyu in the academy, and this Li Jiaoyu was not simple at all. He was rich in knowledge and was quite famous.
Her father admired her so much that he tried to visit her several times but failed to do so.
If her father knew that she could listen to Li Jiaoyu's teachings, I don't know how envious he would be.
Jin Yingxuan had never heard of Li Jiaoyu's reputation, but she could see Yang Wanshi's attitude, so she gave up the idea of leaving and stayed with her to continue listening to the class.
Ye Zhenzhen left Class A and went to her son's class worriedly to take a look and found that they were not teaching, but were engaging in sports activities.
The Six Arts of the Gentleman: etiquette, music, archery, imperial control, calligraphy, and numeracy. Ancient education has never been for cultivating nerds. Archery, horse riding, and chariot driving are all knowledge that scholars need to master, but conditions are limited in some places.
Or maybe some scholars are partial to science and are not good at their studies.
Cui Zhiduan, as the eldest son of the Cui family and the uncle's family, has always been first-class in his upbringing. He has already mastered the six arts of a gentleman. He has begun to learn riding skills. He also learns to draw a bow with his father every morning, although he has not yet started.
He can shoot arrows, but his arm strength cannot be underestimated among his peers.
For example, now, this group of little kids are pulling the bow at the request of the Master. The bow is a ten-pound bow that children are learning for the first time. Many children pulled the bow string with all their strength, their little faces turned red, but the bow string still did not move at all.
Cui Zhiduan was different. Not only could he pull the bow string out, he could also pull it twenty times. This was already his best result in the past. Cui Zhiming, who was standing next to him, could pull the bow string ten times more than him. The older man here occupied
advantages.
Against the background of a group of classmates who couldn't draw their bows, the Cui brothers appeared to be particularly outstanding.
Little chubby Dun Yu Wenqi took the lead in applauding, his mouth was so sweet: "Brother Zhi Ming, Zhi Duan, you are so awesome!"
The little chubby guy was covered in tender flesh. He felt pain in his hands as soon as he pulled the bow string. He quickly ran to Cui Zhiming and Cui Zhiduan to join the cheerleading team. The cheers were really loud, and Ye Zhenzhen was attracted by his voice.
The master who taught the class also expressed his approval: "Although people who study do not need to go out to kill enemies, it is still necessary to strengthen their bodies. You should not take it lightly, otherwise you will not be able to bear the test of the environment in the examination room when you take the imperial examination in the future."
These children were young and could not empathize with what the Master said about the future. However, they had one very shortcoming, that is, Cui Zhiming and Cui Zhiduan were praised.
The classmates who have good friendships are naturally happy for them, but it is impossible to be harmonious in a class, especially this group of children who have no scheming, and their thoughts are always very straightforward.
There was a tall and lanky child in the crowd who said unconvincedly: "Zhi Duan and Zhi Ming have practiced bow-drawing before, but we have not. They are the only ones who can win."
When Yu Wenqi heard this, he immediately shouted indignantly: "Lu Wencheng, you are jealous! Master is teaching, not fighting, how can you win without fighting? You secretly study your homework after returning home, then I
Can it also be said that you are victorious without force?"
The boy named Lu Wencheng immediately blushed. He couldn't defend himself and immediately started to attack personally: "Huh, what a bastard!"
Yu Wenqi has been following Cui Zhiduan all day long, fawning and flattering him everywhere, and he has long been out of his sight.
"Who are you calling a bastard?"
Yu Wenqi immediately became angry and rushed over like a bull: "If you don't speak clearly, we will not be finished today!"
Lu Wencheng was so frightened that his face turned pale and he backed away repeatedly, shouting: "Master, help! Yu Wenqi is going to hit someone!"