The students were all looking at Wu Peiliang, who had a stiff expression, and their eyes gradually became weird.
Let the little book boy help with homework, well, some of the students here have done it before.
Just be quiet and don't get discovered and you'll be fine.
It's just that the current situation... the students of Suixing Hall have never encountered it before.
Do all the bookboys write better than you?
Make 'Mr. Zhao' full of praise?
Good guy, it seems that it is not good for the book boy to be too good.
Many students secretly took this as a warning.
Zhao Rong did not look at Wu Peiliang's embarrassed expression, which probably made him suffer from embarrassment. He looked down at the homework written by the boy and shook his head, feeling a little regretful.
"Puch~"
In the school, no one knew who was taking the lead and laughed out loud.
"Ha ha ha ha--"
"Hahahaha... cough, hahaha..."
It sparked a burst of laughter.
The Suixing Hall was suddenly filled with a cheerful atmosphere.
Wu Peiliang's face turned the color of pig liver and he lowered his head.
Zhao Rong frowned and turned around to look around.
Yu Huaijin stood up and said with a serious face: "Silence!"
The laughter suddenly dropped, and then quickly became quiet.
Zhao Rong glanced at Wu Peiliang's face and said softly:
"Since it is you who is sitting here and not your book boy, then this homework is not yours."
He paused, looked at the scenery outside the window, and muttered:
"A hundred times. Copy this assignment a hundred times and give it to me in three days. I know your handwriting, so don't be clever anymore."
Wu Peiliang, whose face was red, opened his eyes and clutched a thick stack of homework papers in his hand.
He raised his head sharply and glared.
Zhao Rong folded his hands and looked at Wu Peiliang with a calm expression.
Wu Peiliang squeezed out a few words between his teeth and said angrily, "Zhao Zi...Mr. Zhao, don't bully others too much. The big exam is coming soon. A hundred times? Once at most. I don't want to waste time on this."
Zhao Rong raised his hand and shook his sleeves.
The wide sleeves slid down along with his wrists, and at the same time, two straight, slender fingers were revealed, standing in front of Wu Peiliang.
Zhao Rong said nothing.
When the students around him saw this, they couldn't help but gasp.
it goes without saying.
Two hundred times.
Wu Peiliang kept his waist high and said, "You!"
In front of him, someone had one more raised finger. No, there was another finger that was stretched out slowly. It was two more fingers.
Zhao Rong raised four fingers with a calm expression.
Super doubled.
Four hundred times.
Wu Peiliang: “…………”
Inside Suixing Hall, it was extremely quiet. Everyone exchanged glances, and then looked at someone with some sympathy.
Zhao Rong changed the deadline and said softly: "Before the big exam in the middle of the month."
Zhao Rong stopped and turned to look at Yu Huaijin.
He raised his eyebrows slightly. It was surprising that this old-fashioned girl rarely disobeyed him in class.
Zhao Rong patiently explained: "Think twice? It's already been thirty years."
Yu Huaijin bowed and looked at him with the same serious expression.
"Mr. Zhao, Brother Wu is indeed at fault, but is your punishment inappropriate? Moreover, the mid-month exam is coming soon. Brother Wu also needs to concentrate on preparations. His exam results are very important to our Suixingtang..."
Zhao Rong nodded and interrupted directly:
"Then you share the burden for him, half for each person, two hundred times."
He thought for a while and added, "However, you can write in another place. You can copy the word '正' until the two hundred pieces of regular rice paper are filled."
Ask her to write '正'?
Yu Huaijin slowly closed his mouth.
She pursed her lips and stared at Zhao Rong without saying a word.
Zhao Rong narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at her expressionless face.
Their eyes reflected each other.
Not moving at all.
Their quiet appearance seemed to exude a special atmosphere, gradually infecting the atmosphere in the lobby.
From silence, to solemnity, to dead silence.
Like the calm before the storm.
This is an intuition that suddenly emerged in the hearts of Suiringtang who were watching.
in addition.
At this moment, regarding this matter.
Regarding the faint confrontation between the two people in front of me.
In addition to Fan Yushu, Jia Tengying and other friends who are familiar with Zhao Rong, there are also a few students such as Li Xueyou who hope for harmony in the school.
Most of the students in Shuixing Hall are on Yu Huaijin's side.
Originally, there had always been conflicts between Zhao Rong and Wu Peiliang.
In addition to being slightly partial to Wu Peiliang, who is also a student, they are also a little suspicious and unfamiliar with the newcomer Zhao Rong.
Most of the time, the students of Suixingtang just stood by and watched the excitement.
Especially during these days, I have discovered that Mr. Zhao is indeed very attentive in teaching art.
Well, and it’s very ‘busy’, it doesn’t look simple.
Therefore, they are still a little solemn. It would be better if they were not assigned so many homework.
However, right now, there is a dispute between Senior Yu and Zhao Rong, who have been working hard for the school and are convinced and respected by everyone.
Which one is close and which one is distant, which one is close and which one is far away.
No need to think about it.
Therefore, among the seats at this time, many students were looking at Zhao Rong with dissatisfied eyes.
I don't know how long it was quiet.
The air seemed to be silent until the fresh ink in the inkstone on each student's table solidified.
At a certain moment, in Zhao Rong's peripheral vision, a... human head suddenly appeared through a window specially opened on the back door of the lobby.
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
Then, Zhao Rong took a closer look at Yu Huaijin, broke the solid air, and spoke calmly:
"Write now and write the 'positive' carefully."
He immediately turned his head and ignored her, but looked around the lobby.
Wherever the dull eyes swept across, the dissatisfied students lowered their heads or looked away, not looking at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong glanced at the back door of the lobby again.
He warned, "I'll go out for a while, and you guys will study by yourself first. Well, also practice the word '正'. I'll come back later and explain this word to you in detail."
After saying that, Zhao Rong looked at Yu Huaijin.
I found that she had closed her eyes, and without saying a word, she spread out the paper, picked up a pen, and studied ink, preparing to copy the word "正".
He seems to have been convinced.
Zhao Rong turned around and left Suixingtang temporarily.
After he left, the lobby was quiet for a while.
Wu Peiliang looked outside the door in the direction where the man disappeared, with an angry look on his face.
Suddenly, something occurred to me.
He spoke to a certain old-fashioned girl with a grateful tone, "Thank you, Senior Yu, but I'm in trouble..."
Yu Huaijin interrupted without raising his head: "No need to say more, Brother Wu, write quietly and review carefully for the big exam when you get back."
The tone is calm.
…
After Zhao Rong went out, he breathed out softly.
"It's really because of you that I was almost overturned again. Well, there are always unscrupulous people who want to harm me."
He laughed at himself.
Zhao Rong knew what Yu Huaijin meant.
He didn't feel anything wrong with her sudden objection.
It's just a different stance.
Yu Huaijin was worried about the overall performance of Suixingtang in the mid-month exam, so she interceded with Wu Peiliang, and Zhao Rong understood.
It is precisely because of this and understanding that I have to 'suppress' her.
Completely eliminate this bad sign.
Although it was Zhao Rong's first time teaching as a teacher, he adapted quickly due to his empathy and innate sensitivity to people's hearts.
In the lobby, he could sometimes guess what the students were thinking just by looking at their little expressions and movements.
So after about half a month of teaching, Zhao Rong established some principles and teaching methods in his mind.
There is right and wrong, and you can ask questions.
He was also willing to explain patiently.
This is without shaking the majesty of Mr.
But just now in Suixing Hall, those things that shake Mr. Zhao Rong's majesty must be quickly suppressed and suppressed immediately.
How could he take back what he said casually?
Otherwise, it will set a bad precedent, and all kinds of weird things will happen in the future.
A teacher is not a master, a student is not a student.
If you become wild-minded, you won't be able to lead the team.
Zhao Rong actually doesn't want to argue with others anymore, because no matter how reasonable you think the reason is, there will still be people who will argue with you, and may even be more righteous than you.
Zhao Rong had seen too many of these things in his previous life, because he had also experienced them with passion.
But in the end, no one was convinced, and a lot of enthusiasm was wasted.
Completely for free.
So I won’t say much more. Zhao Rong’s current state is that even if others say to him for sure, ‘the sun actually rises from the west’.
He would also reply seriously: You are right.
Then what to do next, or what to do.
‘You think’ is just ‘you think’, I just want ‘I think’.
Don’t say much, just do it quietly.
Well, Zhao Rong also felt that his idea was a bit hooligan and did not give others a chance to reason.
But Zhao Rong felt that it was useless to talk, and it was useless to persuade him.
Who can't tell the truth?
But he still had to do it, and only after seeing the results did Zhao Rong truly know whether it was right or wrong.
Just like now, Zhao Rong's two different teaching methods for the students of Suxing Hall and Zhengyi Hall are attempts after repeated thinking.
At first, he adopted some kind of "happy education" for both schools.
It was only later that I discovered that Justice Hall was indeed suitable for this method.
Zhao Rong got along well with them in the Hall of Justice.
It belongs to the mode of "serious when it should be serious and close when it should be close".
But Suixingtang is not like that. This model has a huge backlash, as evidenced by previous incidents and criticisms.
So Zhao Rong changed his approach to Suixingtang, which is what it is now.
So far, it's better than before.
Therefore, Zhao Rong just asked Yu Huaijin to write the word "正" on two hundred pieces of rice paper, which did not explain anything.
But in fact, Zhao Rongruo guessed the word "zheng" correctly.
Zhu Yourong will probably pass the mid-month exam this time.
Well, there is another word "Yong" that she is currently practicing, which will probably be used as a test question in the calligraphy class for the mid-month exam.
Therefore, Zhao Rong asked Yu Huaijin and the students of Suixing Hall to write more.
Since these days.
Zhao Rong also realized one thing.
Before, he quite believed in the saying, "There are no students who cannot teach well, only teachers who cannot teach."
I feel that there is no distinction between education and class.
But now, Zhao Rong is a little doubtful.
Good guy, if students just don’t listen or learn, it’s useless for you to teach them.
Well, do you need to touch your heart and soul to move your students and yourself at the same time?
Then both the teacher and the student burst into tears. The student suddenly woke up and was heartbroken. The prodigal son turned back and said that he will definitely... next time...
Of course, these Zhao Rong are just complaining and thinking about it.
What needs to be taught still needs to be taught.
He promised Zhu Yourong that he would do his best to teach calligraphy classes in these two schools.
Outside Suixing Hall, Zhao Rong held up his sleeves and walked toward the back door with a calm expression.
There, there was an old man wearing a simple white Confucian shirt with gray hair and beard, waiting for him with a smile.
Zhao Rong stopped three steps in front of him, saluted, and called softly.
"Sacrifice wine, good morning."
The old priest from Mochi Academy looked at Zhao Rong up and down, and nodded with satisfaction.
"Tzuyu, you look very energetic today. You are worthy of being a pillar of our academy and academy."
The old man looked at the young man in front of him with a calm expression.
Zhao Rong saw this and raised his eyelids slightly.
"Well, you are the same as Jijiu. You are very healthy. You will definitely be able to shine for our academy and cultivate peaches and plums."
He turned his head and looked at a small window opened by the back door.
Well, every school has a small window on the back door.
As far as Zhao Rong knows.
This should be the exclusive place where Mr. Jijiu is used to 'supervise' the school. He will come over and take a look when nothing happens.
Therefore, although the small window at the back door leaked air, no one tried to block it.
Although the old priest in front of me doesn't pay much attention to the affairs of the school on weekdays, his hobby is paddling and fishing on the nearby flat lake called Mochi.
But from time to time, when I get tired of fishing, the old man still likes to hang around in the school hall and outside each school, and sometimes sends a few fish to schools that perform well. Well, then these fish will return to the ink pond, jumping alive.
Waiting for the next encounter...
As a result, sometimes when students and their teachers were in class, a head would suddenly appear from the small window at the back door, which would startle people.
This was the case when Zhao Rong attended Zhengyi Hall for the first time.
Then, under the introduction of Gu Yiwu, I met this old wine-making gentleman who liked to smile.
If you ask him why he is wandering around, his head suddenly appears on the small window.
The old priest would touch his white beard, look up at the sky, and say with emotion:
I am looking at the future pillars of the academy.
At this moment, at the back door of Suixing Hall, Zhao Rong thought for a while and explained:
"Jiejiu, there were some small problems in the school just now..."
The old priest waved his hand and cut off his words.
The old man smiled and said: "It's okay, it's okay. I am the most trustworthy in Tzuyu. You can handle it with full authority. Don't worry about the old guy."
He reached out and patted the shoulder of the 'college pillar' in front of him, and nodded seriously.
Zhao Rong glanced at the warm, trusting hands on his shoulders, offering wine,
The corners of his mouth twitched slightly.
You seem to say this to every teacher and every student.
Zhao Rong complained in his heart. When he first met Jijiu, he was quite reserved and embarrassed to be treated so kindly. However, within a few days, he discovered that... there were many talented people everywhere who were respected by Jijiu.
Zhao Rong nodded, "Thank you for your trust in Jijiu."
It says it in any book or story.
Grandpas who like to smile are usually masters who hide their secrets.
Either the past was corrupt, or the present is corrupt, or the past, present, and future will all be corrupt.
And according to Zhao Rong's conclusion, these grandfathers will bring great enlightenment and inspiration to the practice or life of the children of destiny.
And with his sharp eyes, he can tell at a glance that the protagonist is the protagonist, but he seems ordinary at the moment. In fact, he is the one who can save the Xuanhuang Cultivation World.
Then he favored him and cultivated him carefully.
If necessary, the old man must die as a martyr to make the protagonist realize...
Zhao Rong and Gu Yiwu felt this way before, and for a period of time they often went to see Lao Jijiu to get close to each other.
It turns out...the competition is too fierce.
It turns out that almost half of the students in Mochi Academy are very familiar with Lao Jijiu, and they are all trying to get close...
By the way, there are quite a lot of Destiny's Sons in our Mochi Academy.
At this moment.
The old priest looked at Zhao Rong carefully, his white eyebrows suddenly raised.
"By the way, there's a little thing. Mr. Xuezheng from the academy has come back recently. Well, Tzuyu, please pay more attention."
Before he finished speaking, he already twisted his waist and left with his hands behind his back.
The pace seems a bit rushed.
Why are you suddenly telling him this? Also, Mr. Yan is also... Does it mean that our etiquette class at Suixingtang is about to start?
Tell him to pay attention?
Zhao Rong stood there, looking at the back of Lao Jijiu as he left, his eyes filled with doubts and curiosity.
He felt that he was quite peaceful in class and was not the kind of person to cause trouble. Being so low-key would provoke Mr. Xuezheng.
Zhao Rong thought about it carefully and then shook his head.
Walked back to Suixingtang.
He was about to lift his feet and bury himself in the door, but when he raised his eyes, he saw a strange woman standing in front of Yu Huaijin's table in the lobby.
The school was extremely quiet. Everyone was sitting upright and looking at the woman who suddenly appeared with serious expressions.
This strange woman is somewhat similar to Yu Huaijin, both holding hands.
She stood upright, like a statue in a Confucian temple, and her appearance was meticulous.
At this moment, this strange woman lowered her head and looked at Yu Huaijin, who was carefully copying the word "正", and suddenly spoke.
"Xuanji, why did you copy this word? Who is punishing you?"
Zhao Rong outside the door couldn't help but stop, suddenly having an ominous premonition.
Sure enough, in the next second, all the students in Suixing Hall turned their heads and looked directly at him.