Chapter Eighty-Seven: One Hour and a Half Times
Wen Rou and Hu Ying's mother and daughter hurriedly walked out, and when they saw that Gong Hao was also there, they said politely: "It seems that Gong Hao has already told you about Xiao Yang?"
Qian Rujun had no choice but to talk to Wen Rou and Hu Yi and repeat what he had just said. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 Hearing that Xiao Yang was delayed because of Qian Rujun's matter, he was more nervous because of his gentleness, but it was not good to interfere too much in Qian Rujun's affairs, but Hu Ying did not have this taboo, and asked: "Teacher, what happened to you? Isn't it sick? What will happen?"
Qian Rujun pulled Hu Ying over and pinched her cheeks on both sides, there were not so many good things between her and Hu Ying. From the outside, it looks like a seven-year-old girl is just a five-year-old girl fighting.
If you don't talk about their teacher-student relationship, others can't imagine it at all.
Although Qian Rujun looked like he had bullied Hu Ying, he didn't react when he looked at it gently. In her opinion, this is the real friendship of the children, otherwise they will be polite and polite, without physical touch.
No matter how wise Qian Rujun is, she is just a child after all, and any childish behavior is natural in her opinion.
Seeing that Qian Rujun and Hu Ying were on good terms, she was very happy.
Hu Ying seems to be very popular, walks the streets, and seems to be very familiar with the nearby children, like a little child king. In fact, she knew that Hu Ying and them could never communicate with each other, she was like a little princess, commanding her subordinates.
She is usually too lonely, although the relationship seems to be good, but in fact, they can't enter her heart, because people who can't really communicate, how can they say what is in their hearts? But the appearance of Qian Rujun saved Hu Ying's heart. At this moment, she can behave innocently, really relax herself, and don't worry about her performance being too prominent, so that the little friends around her have no way to understand.
Originally, Qian Rujun didn't plan to tell others what happened to her, but in front of Hu Ying, she naturally said: "Who said that the teacher is not sick, I can't move in bed these days, and I am dying of pain." Actually, my bones are still sore today, just barely able to move. It's not that I'm afraid you'll be worried, so I reluctantly rushed to class, so you said you should take the class seriously? You said I had a ruddy face? I didn't have a mirror, but I didn't feel anything. ”
Hu Ying is not an ignorant child. After hearing this, he was very nervous for Qian Rujun: "Teacher, why don't I ask my mother to help you hire a doctor to come over?" Let's see if there is anything wrong with your body, I don't want you to come and teach me in the future!" Hearing that Qian Rujun had such a thing, Hu Ying was startled, but she was still healthy three days ago, and now, she can't see that she is sick. Hu Yidong looked west, and he really couldn't see where Qian Rujun's illness was, but he felt that Qian Rujun looked better than a few days ago. Hmm, if you really want to reluctantly say that something is wrong, Qian Rujun seems to be a little immobile. So she continued: "Teacher, am I also sick, I have delusions, I think you seem to be better-looking, it seems to have an extra fairy aura?"
Gentle also said: "Yes, after you recovered from this illness, your body has become better, and you can see that your skin has become more shiny, although your skin was also good before, but it seems to have been malnourished for a long time and has become a little dry." ”
The statement of the two made Qian Rujun a little surprised. She really made a book of cultivation very miserable, could it be that the book really had a beauty effect?
Qian Rujun didn't have a mirror, so she couldn't see if she was like Hu Ying said, and she became a little fairy. But she could see whether her hand was really changing gently.
Speaking of which, Qian Rujun really didn't care about her hands, because she was ugly, so she unconsciously began to deliberately ignore the changes in her appearance and body, which was a bit ostrich.
But when she heard that her body had changed for the better, she became anxious and wanted to take a look quickly. There is no longer so much resistance to that introduction to cultivation.
But she managed to endure it, and knew that the most important thing now was to finish the lesson first.
"It's nice to know you two say that, but let's go to class first!"
Gently led Qian Rujun to the place of class, this time the place of class is the women's school, the classroom of the Eight Classics.
Since there are not many students, the arrangement of the school is more like a round table, and in front of it is the teacher's desk. At the rear, a wooden board was set up, with two legs, erected behind Qian Rujun, and two clips were made of iron sheets on the top, the purpose of which was to clamp the pieces of paper that Qian Rujun used to attend classes.
The paper placed on the carriage, Qian Rujun had already taken it off and rolled it into a roll and clamped it under his armpit.
Hu Ying happily took the paper and said to Qian Rujun: "My father said, this thing called paper is very precious, it is not sold outside at all, it is used for writing, it is much better than cloth, it is used to teach us to read, will it be too wasteful, otherwise, we still use bamboo slips, right?"
"Don't waste it, in the future, the teacher wants to sell these papers in the school, but now the school has not yet recruited students, do you know if the paper can be sold. Qian Rujun said.
"Absolutely sellable, absolutely sellable, teacher, if I buy the paper and sell it outside at a high price, will you be angry?" Hu Ying said.
"If you sell it for more than five times more than me, I'll be angry. Qian Rujun said.
"Teacher, what is one point five times, you didn't seem to have the arithmetic method you taught me before, it doesn't seem to have this point. "Hu Ying's nose is a zul.
"That's what we're going to teach today!" Qian Rujun said.
Gentleness listened with a little envy on the side, she was only learning Arabic numerals now. Although Hu Ying had already taught her the ninety-nine multiplication table, she had not yet had a lot of experience in arithmetic.
"Mother, didn't they ask, can they come to class together today?"
"Ah, I forgot. Teacher Qian, can they come over today?" said gently.
"Are they in such a hurry?"
"It's not Hu Ying, I'm going back, I'll compose the song of blue and white porcelain and sing it to everyone, which makes the old man very happy. The other sisters' minds are also active, and they want to learn more!" said gently. Originally, those rooms didn't have much interest in class, and I always thought that class was something that was done by a big man and a big man, which was very boring.
After listening to the blue and white porcelain, my mind completely changed, and the song was so beautiful and fascinating.
For the first time, they knew that books could be read like this.
"I've had classes, and I've come out in the afternoon for them to have lessons with you. Did you find the person I asked you to help find?" Qian Rujun said.
"The teacher has found it, and I will personally help you take the exam for them! at least half as smart as me!"