"Leaves~"

"Twig~"

"River water~"

"Little Fish~"

The voice is clearer and more penetrating, He Xiangdong practices on the edge of the stream, and there are many ways for cross talk artists to practice, like this, what to say is also one, mainly to brighten his voice.

After saying that, He Xiangdong picked up the two wine bottles placed beside him and waved them as golden hammers, flying up and down, very powerful, and playing a lot of decent tricks.

After practicing for more than half an hour, I sweated and put the wine bottle away. He Xiangdong sang a little song again, it was still Taiping lyrics, and he himself loved to sing it, which was to persuade people to tell fortunes with Han Xin.

The sun is on the three poles, the water is murmuring, the breeze is coming slowly, it is very comfortable, especially He Xiangdong lying on the big stone is even more comfortable.

"Hey, are you lying like this in broad daylight?" Tian Jiani also came to the creek to find He Xiangdong.

He Xiangdong didn't open his eyes, and said comfortably: "How comfortable is lying down?"

Tian Jiani's eyes widened, and she said dissatisfiedly: "You are comfortable, can you stand the big stones?"

The big stone said under He Xiangdong: "It's okay, Dongzi is not heavy, just right to press up." ”

Tian Jiani was also speechless about these two living treasures, and quickly trotted over to pull the two people apart, He Xiangdong got up and sat aside, and the little fat man also got up and sat beside him.

The big stone is Shi Lei's little fat man, because there are four stones in the name, so He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani both insisted that he be called the big stone, and the opposition vote was invalid.

He Xiangdong asked, "Big Stone, why didn't you go to class today?"

The little fat man said innocently: "Today's holiday?"

He Xiangdong was surprised: "Your principal is dead?"

The little fat man was still puzzled, and said in astonishment: "Why didn't I know about this?"

He Xiangdong asked him rhetorically: "Otherwise, this is no festival and no holiday, what kind of fake are you putting it?"

Seeing that the lie was exposed, the little fat man's fat face was slightly red, and he was embarrassed to speak.

Tian Jiani also asked on the side: "What happened, you don't want to go to school so much?"

The little fat man said in an inaudible voice: "I can't learn in class, I can't understand it." ”

He Xiangdong said: "What kind of class, it's so powerful, even our Shi family's eldest young master can't understand it." ”

The little fat man whispered in annoyance: "I can't understand any lessons." ”

He Xiangdong shook his head and sighed: "Talents are rare, your principal must want to kill you." ”

The little fat man waved his hand again and again, and said: "No, no, our principal is very good, and our teacher is also very good, that is, I often visit my home and tell my dad about my studies, my dad often beats me, and my classmates laugh at me for being stupid, I don't want to go to school, I want to learn art like you, can I?"

As he spoke, the little fat man looked at He Xiangdong with very eager eyes.

He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani glanced at each other, both of them smiled, He Xiangdong said helplessly: "Do you think we don't need to study when we learn art?"

The little fat man was surprised and asked, "Do you want it?"

He Xiangdong said: "Nonsense, we have to learn every day, we don't know how many books we read, our master taught us like this with a stick and a book in the other." ”

"Do you want to study too?" the little fat man was not very interested in the moment.

He Xiangdong said earnestly: "Books still have to be read, people don't know righteousness if they don't learn, didn't Confucius say that you can't eat Gaba cuisine if you don't read." ”

Tian Jiani was amused by He Xiangdong and said, "What you said is really reasonable." ”

The little fat man looked serious and asked, "Who is this Confucius, is it your good friend?"

He Xiangdong and Tian Jiani instantly regarded him as a celestial, and He Xiangdong also said seriously: "Their family sells Gaba vegetables, Kong Ji." ”

"Then I have a chance to really go and eat. The little fat man looked thoughtful, and his mouth was gluttonous.

"What a mess. Tian Jiani couldn't help but complain about these two guys.

He Xiangdong also smiled and asked, "What class are you, I'll accompany you to class tomorrow, I want to see how difficult it is." ”

"Really?" the little fat man's eyes lit up instantly.

"Of course. "He Xiangdong has never gone to school, his knowledge is taught by his master, and no matter how mature a child of his age is, it is impossible not to be interested in school.

Isn't there such a saying, those who can't get it are always in turmoil, and those who are favored are always fearless. Those who have never been to school want to go in every day, but those who are in school want to run away every day, and they are helpless.

"Are you really going?" Tian Jiani couldn't help but ask.

He Xiangdong replied: "Yes, do you want to go together." ”

The little fat man also looked at Tian Jiani.

Tian Jiani shook her head and said, "Forget it, I still have to learn art tomorrow, and the master wants to match me with strings, so I won't go." ”

He Xiangdong asked: "Okay, just me and Da Shi, hey, Da Shi, can I enter your school? Will your teachers kick me out?"

The little fat man said: "No, you can go and audit a few classes, our teachers generally don't care, just tell the teaching director when the time comes, just say that you are my relative." ”

"Oh, that's good. He Xiangdong agreed, but he was faintly excited in his heart.

The primary school in the 80s was not as closed as in later generations, and the entry and exit were relatively relaxed, and the teaching environment at that time was very simple, which was truly educational.

There is no problem at all for a child to go to someone's school to listen to a few classes, and the teacher is also happy to teach you, and the teaching must be very serious, unlike later generations who will not even let you in.

At that time, the work attitude of teachers was quite serious, and basically all teachers would often visit their homes to discuss their children's learning with parents, and they never tired of it.

There are even teachers who will write comments on students' homework every day, so that students can take it back to their parents to sign and write feedback, and then take it back, which is all extra pay, without asking for anything in return, teachers in this era are gardeners, unlike some teachers in later generations who want you to stuff red envelopes when changing seats.

"What's tomorrow's class?" He Xiangdong asked again.

The little fat man rang for a while and said, "Tomorrow is Chinese, mathematics, music, and physical education, four subjects." ”

"Okay, look at you. He Xiangdong responded excitedly.

The two discussed the location and time of the class, and when it was time for lunch, the two of them went home.

After lunch, He Xiangdong was learning cross talk again, it was still eight screens, he had not yet learned it, and he was still practicing with his master. Fang Wenqi also told He Xiangdong, saying that in a few days, their elder brothers would have a small gathering, and there would be a distinguished guest from afar, who would take He Xiangdong to meet the world together, and would also perform on the field, so that he could prepare well.

He Xiangdong also agreed, and then continued to practice, and this practice came to night. dragged his tired body to the bed, squinted his eyes, and began to look forward to his first campus trip tomorrow.