Chapter 155: It's the difference

Conan Edogawa and Ayumi Yoshida carefully studied the textbook, the kanji of this poem, they knew most of them separately, but they memorized it together...

"Okay, let's each read it a few more times, and after ten minutes, we'll continue." The teacher deliberately came to Nangong Li's side, looking at Nangong Li silently, he nodded, this child can memorize it after ten minutes every time.

"Teacher, we don't understand, can you teach us?" Ayumi Yoshida tugged at the corner of the teacher's clothes.

"I don't understand... Hey? You are what Mr. Wu said, the new hot students? The teacher saw it at a glance.,Hot transfer students?

"Reben's children want to learn about medieval culture?" The teacher was suddenly a little speechless, "Okay, can you buy a dictionary and a Xinhua dictionary after school and come back and learn slowly?" "The teacher really doesn't know how to call it Reben and learn Tang poetry, do they know what the meaning is?

"Teacher, isn't there a saying that 'read a book a hundred times and its meaning will be seen by itself'? Just ask them to memorize the pronunciation of each Chinese character and let them read it a few times! Nangong Li suddenly pulled the teacher and whispered.

"Makes sense!" The teacher touched the top of Nangong Li's head, this kid is really smart, but she doesn't know that she actually wants Edogawa Conan to stop and not run around to avoid accidents.

"You two, follow me!" The teacher pointed to the ancient poems on the blackboard and taught them word by word.

Ten minutes were up quickly, and Nangong Li raised his hand first and recited aloud to everyone beside the teacher.

Everyone is used to Nangong Li's recitation, but there are still people who are not convinced and propose to challenge Nangong Li.

This is the unique teaching method of the classic recitation teacher, once someone asks for a challenge, let two students go to the blackboard together, write ancient poems silently, and the victory is determined by the correct rate, and the list of outstanding students is recorded in the victory.

"This is the third time that the squad leader has challenged Nangong Li. Do you think she can win this time? ”

"I don't know~ I think it's the same as the first two times, I have to lose..."

"That's not necessarily, in order to win, the squad leader may have learned that poem in advance!"

Edogawa Conan listened to the students behind him. He was more interested in this Nangong Li, he stared at the stage with burning eyes, and the two students wrote the whole poem quickly at a speed that first-grade children should not have.

"It's well written, everyone applauds!" The teacher was very pleased. The more students like this, the better.

The two of them wrote the same word for word, and even the strokes were not wrong, and the teacher was very interested, so he simply asked another question.

Yuan Ri: Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

Writing the next poem on the blackboard, the teacher looked at his watch, "You two go back to your seats first, give you two ten minutes, and I'll wipe it off after ten minutes." Whoever remembers the hard writing is the winner. ”

This time it's a rare one! The explosion of firecrackers, the slaughter of Tu Su, and the pupil are all very difficult words to learn, and it is really incredible for the two elementary school students to write them down after reading it for a while.

Of course, the teacher still led everyone to read it twice, and then the timer began.

Nangong Li stared at the blackboard for a while, then took out his exercise book and wrote it down word for word according to his memory. Then I checked out "Firecracker", "Tu Su", and "Hitomi".

Seeing Nangong Li write down silently without raising his head, Edogawa Conan deliberately stretched his neck. Carefully look at the poems she wrote.

Although Conan didn't know many words, with his eyesight, he could naturally see that Nangong Li's writing was good!

That's amazing! Edogawa Conan is really impressed, this girl can never forget!

"If I can ask her to help me, maybe the task of coming to Huaxia this time can be completed ahead of schedule!" Edogawa Conan stared at Nangong Li with burning eyes.

For the burning gaze behind him. Nangong Li wanted to look back at him, but after thinking about it, it was better to forget it, more things are better than less.

This Edogawa Conan, you must stay away from him! Nangong Li has already pulled Edogawa Conan into the blacklist from the bottom of his heart.

The squad leader was in a seat far away from Nangong Li, and at this moment she was desperately remembering the poem she had just read, and on the one hand, she kept writing those words in her notebook.

Look at the squad leader's hecticism, look at Nangong Li's calmness, the teacher has his own plans in his heart, the squad leader's learning has always been outstanding, but he is lazy, with Nangong Li's encouragement, she is excited.

"It's time!" The teacher stood in front of the blackboard and wiped Yuan Ri clean in three or two strokes, and there was not a word left.

"Alright, you two come up!" The teacher beckoned Nangong Li and the class leader to the podium, "Let's start!" ”

Nangong Li is a typical pen calligraphy, brushing and writing: Yuan Ri: Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

The font is round and neat, horizontal and vertical is very neat, the word is like its person, Nangong Li's words are really beautiful!

Look at what the squad leader wrote: Yuan Ri: Wang Anshi (Song Dynasty)

In the sound of firecrackers, the spring breeze sends warmth into Tusu.

Thousands of households always replace the new peach with the old one.

Everyone applauded! This time it's a mediocre fight, and the squad leader is so powerful, it's not wrong to say a word!

"Nangong Li is the winner today!" The teacher made a big tick on the poem written by Nangong Li!

"Teacher, the class leader is right!"

"Yes, teacher, this time it should be a draw!"

Listening to the shouts of the students and looking at the small appearance of the class leader who was not convinced, the teacher picked up the chalk and drew a circle on the poem written by the class leader.

Everyone, including the squad leader, noticed that Nangong Li's "曈曈" was next to the Japanese character, and the squad leader wrote it next to the word "eye".

It's really... The crowd was speechless, none of them had noticed this before, they were afraid that they would be wrong if they were allowed to write!

"But..."There are still good friends of the squad leader in the seat, they are very unconvinced, but they are just a short deal, okay?

"Wrong is wrong, willing to gamble to admit defeat! Get back to your seat! The teacher looked at the class leader so annoyed, and she was also a little distressed, this child is usually used to being top-notch, and the blow that Nangong Li has made by leaps and bounds in the past few days is not small.

"Yes." The squad leader glanced at Nangong Li, who went down the steps with her, her eyes were very complicated, she didn't understand, why did she write the wrong words in that stroke?

"Today's time for classic recitation is almost up, there are still a few minutes left, the teacher will assign you the homework to go back tonight~" The teacher pointed to the poem written by Gong Li, "I hope that when you come tomorrow, you can all recite and write it down silently, and you don't have to hand in today's book!" (To be continued.) )