Zhouzi School is a school with ancient characteristics founded in imitation of the style and atmosphere of the Great Zhou School, and such schools are very common in foreign Chinese areas.

It can even be said that in some aspects of cultural inheritance, the Chinese abroad do even better than the Chinese.

About half an hour later.

The car pulled into a quaint school.

The school is not very large, but every building is very attentive and full of Chinese charm and characteristics.

Because Wang Huan specially advised.

So they entered the school without any welcome ceremony.

After getting out of the car, the sound of some children reading aloud came over, and listening to it in his ears, Wang Huan felt a sense of relaxation and joy.

Especially this poem......

"The golden bottle of sake is ten thousand, and the jade plate is ten thousand dollars.

I couldn't eat when I stopped throwing my cup, and I was at a loss when I drew my sword and looked around. ”

the groove.

Isn't this "Hard to Walk" that he wrote?

Wang Huan reflexively wanted to run away.

This girl has formed a psychological shadow, and when she hears her own poetry, she always feels that someone will rush up to him and give him a brick.

Zhou Laixiang didn't notice Wang Huan's strange appearance, he smiled as he walked: "Zhouzi School is a place specially used for children to learn Chinese culture. Children's cultural education is divided into two categories, the first is Chinese cultural education, and the second is Western cultural education. The focus of Chinese culture and education is on Chinese history, poetry and songs. And we have also introduced a lot of your poems because your poems are so classic that they can give children a better education. ”

A large number of his poems......

Wang Huan's legs were a little weak.

Hell, didn't you say that these kids were all his fans?

It's not black powder, right?

"Huh. ”

Wang Huan echoed.

But after thinking about it, his heart settled down again, this time he was dealing with children, who basically didn't come into contact with his poetry, so he didn't need to feel psychological pressure at all.

After a pause, he asked, "President Zhou, where are we going now?"

Zhou Laixiang smiled: "I have gathered all the children under the age of twelve together, and now they are taking cultural classes. Mr. Wang, why don't we go over and have a look now?"

"Good!"

The purpose of his coming to school was to fool the little kid a few words, so he immediately agreed.

Soon.

The group came to a huge open classroom.

Wang Huan made a gesture, and Zhou Laixiang and the others stopped. And he quietly stepped forward and came to the back door.

There were more than a hundred children sitting in the school, all of whom looked dark and pressed, most of them around 8-12 years old. When Wang Huan appeared, the children did not notice his arrival. The young female teacher glanced at him, her eyes slightly distracted, but she quickly returned to normal.

Wang Huan stood behind and listened quietly for a few minutes.

He found that the literary foundation of these children was far less solid than that of Chinese children of the same age, for example, the simple words and sentences explained by the teacher could not be made by some eleven or twelve-year-old children. However, many naughty children often whisper to each other in English and French in the audience, completely ignoring the cultural class.

Sure enough, even the children's usual chats have abandoned the Chinese language, no wonder President Zhou is anxious. ”

Wang Huan has a bottom in his heart.

After the teacher taught a knowledge point on the stage, he clapped his palms and walked towards the top of the stage.

The crisp applause made all the children turn their heads to look at him.

The next moment, the children burst into cheers almost instantly.

"Ahhh

"Wow!

"Oh my God, did King really come to our school?"

"So excited, is it really you?"

“King！King！”

The screams of the children are wave after wave, don't underestimate the children now, basically start chasing stars at the age of seven or eight. Especially precocious girls, by the age of eleven or twelve, have a mature self-developed worldview.

Seeing Wang Huan come in, these children immediately went crazy with excitement.

Wang Huan greeted the children while smiling, but his head was faint and he shook his head. Because all these children speak French or English, and all of them call him by King, and none of them call him Brother Huan and King Poison in Huaxia. didn't even shout Wang Huan.

Sure enough, they have subconsciously forgotten their native language and are fully integrated into Westernized society. As for the Chinese culture lessons given to them by their elders, it is estimated that they are just coping with it, and they are even full of rejection in their hearts. ”

It's a terrible thing.

Wang Huan took a deep breath and walked to the podium.

The teacher silently stepped aside and gave up the podium to him.

Wang Huan nodded to the teacher, then looked at the children and smiled in Huaxia: "Hello, students. It's a pleasure to be here and meet you. I'm sure your teacher has already told you, and the purpose of my coming here today is to talk to you. First of all, let's talk about your knowledge. I just listened to each of you in the back about how well you have mastered the Chinese language, and found that everyone is learning very well, so now I have a simple test question, as long as anyone answers it, then I will give him a small reward, okay?"

Kids.

The first is to affirm the other party first, the second is to take the opportunity to throw out your own topic, and the third is to use rewards to lure the other party into your own topic.

Really.

When Wang Huan's voice fell.

The children were immediately more excited.

This is the reward of the International Heavenly King, if they can get Wang Huan's reward, even if it is just a praise, I am afraid that everyone will be envious of them if they say it.

Wang Huan saw that the children were attracted by his words, so he immediately picked up the chalk and wrote a few large flowing characters on the blackboard:

[Yes, Friend, My, Little Red]

After writing it down, he smiled and said, "The test is very simple, it is to form a complete sentence with these few words, who will?"

The children took a look.

it!

Isn't that simple?

Almost all of them's little hands were raised in unison.

Wang Huan casually ordered three children to come up to the podium to do the topic.

The first child was quick to write in crooked chalk letters:

[My friend is Xiaohong. 】

Wang Huan nodded, although there were two words and strokes written incorrectly, but the task was completed after all.

The second child agrees to behave as:

"Little Red is my friend. 】

Wang Huan also smiled, it seems that these children still have merit.

But when he looked at the third child.

Almost squirted out a mouthful of water.

He suppressed his tumbling heart and asked, "Little friend, what's your name?"

The almost ten-year-old child showed a bright smile: "My name is You Tianfu." ”

Wang Huan looked at him deeply and said seriously: "Little friend, you are indeed very talented. ”

I saw You Tianfu's children's answers:

[Friend, Xiaohong is mine!]

Get!

What else could he say?

But the good thing is that he used a small test to completely ignite the children's passion.

The next thing is simple, the second topic: talk about dreams.

Only by knowing the children's dreams can we follow the good steps and touch their hearts.

He clicked on a child: "What is your dream?"

Little child: "My dream is to have blonde hair and be as beautiful as Kate." ”

Wang Huan: "......"

Sit down, you!

He nodded to the second child: "What is your dream?"

Child: "My dream is to marry Teacher Guan as my wife." ”

Teacher Guan is the young female teacher who taught them the culture class just now.

Emmmm...... Although this dream is a bit unusual, it can be regarded as a way for children to like teachers, at least much better than the first child.

Wang Huan continued to ask, "Why do you want to marry Teacher Guan?"

Child: "As long as I marry her as a wife, I will let her give me a bunch of children, so that she can only do laundry, cook, change diapers and breastfeed the children every day, so that there is no time to go to class and no time to assign homework." ”

Wang Huan: "......"

Sit down too, you!

He nodded to the third child: "What is your dream?"

Child: "My dream is to make a million a year, just like my father." ”

What's new, I finally met the dream of a normal child, although it's a bit money first, but it's normal, isn't it?

Wang Huan wanted to cry.

He smiled gently, "Your dad is very good." ”

Child: "What kind of show? My dad's dream is to earn one million a year." ”

"Poof!"

Wang Huan almost spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

His heart became extremely heavy.

It seems that he underestimated these bunnies, these little guys are not good.

He's going to have to take it seriously.

(End of chapter)