After Qin Wen said this, he took out a fountain pen and a brand-new leather notebook from his briefcase. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info"Yan Ping, that's right, originally, I brought this pen and notebook back from Japan, and it was a meeting gift for you, but I think Brother Zhao needs these more than you, and the teacher wants to give them to Brother Zhao, do you think it's okay?" When Brother Wu Zhao heard Qin Wen say this, he really admired it in his heart, Qin Wen was different from everyone she had seen since she came here, she was knowledgeable and self-contained.

"Of course, sir, I had prepared a pen and paper for her, but she had just started studying, so I didn't give them to her," he said, taking out a notebook bound from a stack of paper and a pencil from a box on the shelf. "Brother Zhao, Nuo, for you, you just started learning, don't use the pen given by Mr. first, use a pencil first, the pencil can be erased, so it is suitable for beginners like you."

Wu Zhaodi looked at this half-old child, and her heart turned a thousand times, she knew that Yan Ping was more of an exploration of herself, and she approached her for a purpose. She didn't really treat him, nor did she expect him to really treat herself like a sister or a friend. Now I realize that I am not as simple as a child, not as simple as a child who has been injured. She always looks at the people she comes into contact with and the things she encounters with the mentality of a woman in her thirties, which is extremely unfair to those who are really good to her.

"What's wrong? Don't you adore me? Don't worship my brother too much, and you have to change your problem of being in a daze all the time, otherwise you will become a little old lady."

"You are the little old man, but, Brother Yan, thank you very much, it's good to meet you." Yan Ping raised his proud chin, but he could see that he was in a good mood, and his eyes were smiling.

Qin Wen watched their interaction from the sidelines, and nodded secretly, Yan Ping was indeed as pure and good as Dingbang said, even if something like that happened, the essence was still good. "Okay, you are all very good, in the future, you will be classmates, you have to care for each other and help each other, especially when Brother Zhao is still young and still a girl, so Yan Ping, you have to take care of her more" After speaking, Qin Wen asked Yan Ping about his learning progress. Yan Ping's mathematics has already learned the basic mathematical operations and one-time equations; He had already learned almost all about Western history, so Qin Wen was ready to focus his teaching on mathematics and Western philosophy. As for Brother Wu Zhao, Qin Wen knew that Brother Wu Zhao had never learned this, so he was ready to teach it from scratch.

Qin Wen taught Wu Zhaodi mathematics, and found that she was very talented, Arabic numerals, once taught, she could understand even the four operations quickly. Yan Ping was also amazed by her talent. Wu Zhaodi used a pencil to write, at first a little rusty, but then the more he wrote, the smoother he became, and the more he wrote, the more beautiful he became.

"Your calligraphy is like a crawling caterpillar, but I didn't expect the hard pen to write well", Yan Ping couldn't help but say on the side.

"Hee-hee, it's okay, I feel that pencils are better than brushes."

"Don't be too humble, it's really good, but you have to write with your heart, this is our quintessence", Qin Wen also praised.

One day, Qin Wen told Yan Ping about history, "Western history, you already know almost everything, but how much do you know about our history?" I believe that Huang Lao should have told you a lot, but he must not have told you the historical facts of the end of the Qing Dynasty, right? ”

"Yes, Mr. Huang only talked about the Ming monarchs of the previous dynasties, and did not talk about its decline and destruction."

"Then why do you think the Qing Dynasty fell?"

Yan Ping thought for a while, "First, Western countries are too powerful; Second, the Qing government was too corrupt and incompetent."

"What you said is very good, these are all reasons, it is very good to have such an opinion at your age, so think about it again, are there any other reasons?"

Yan Ping thought about it for a longer time this time, but he still shook his head, indicating that he couldn't think of it.

"Brother Zhao, can you think of something?"

Wu Zhaodi didn't expect Qin Wen to ask herself, of course she knew the reason, but how she should answer, she also fell into thought. "Teacher, could it be because the Qing government is too isolated from the world and doesn't know what foreign countries are like. Just like our Lijia Village, because of its remote location, the villagers don't like to go out to see the world, so the news in our village is always very closed, so our village is so poor." Qin Wen was stunned, he just casually asked Brother Wu Zhao, hoping that she could also learn to think about problems, he didn't expect Brother Wu Zhao to answer like this, a six-year-old child could actually see through the essence like this. Yan Ping looked at Qin Wen's surprised expression and was very curious, "What's wrong?" Sir, is she right? ”

"Yes, that's right, in Germany, there is a man named Karl. The famous philosopher of Marx, he has died. In the aftermath of the Opium Wars, he once said: "Total isolation from the outside world was the primary condition for the preservation of old China, and when this isolation is violently broken through the British, a process of disintegration is bound to follow, just as the mummies carefully kept in sealed coffins are bound to disintegrate as soon as they come into contact with fresh air." In other words, it was precisely because of the Qing government's policy of closing the country to the outside world that it led to its demise. ”

A week passed quickly, Qin Wen was about to leave, and Brother Wu Zhao was very disappointed. During this week, she finally learned what it was like to study with a real scholar. Teacher Qin doesn't seem to have anything he doesn't know, his lectures are always very interesting, and no matter what tricky questions he and Yan Ping ask him, he can answer them. He talked about modern German philosophy, Hegel, Nietzsche, Goethe, Schopenhauer, Yan Ping was not very interested, but he could listen carefully. But Brother Wu Zhaodi was interested, she was very interested. When Qin Wen spoke, she raised her little face and listened very seriously, and when he asked questions, she was always the first to answer. She and him, faintly, actually had a feeling of forgetting the old age, like a discussion of knowledge between friends, although it was more Qin Wen talking, she was listening. Hearing that he was leaving tomorrow, she was really reluctant.

"Brother Zhao, bring the notebook that the teacher gave you." Wu Zhaodi carefully took it out of a self-made box according to her words, and as soon as the teacher gave her this notebook, she immediately asked her father to weave a small bamboo basket for her, and cut her own raged clothes, and sewed them on the outside of the bamboo basket.

Qin Wen took the notebook and wrote it on the title page. "The teacher has already thought of a name for you, Wu Shizhu, taken from a poem "Bamboo and Stone" by the late Qing Dynasty painter Mr. Zheng Xie: insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks. Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. The teacher hopes that you can be as tenacious and tenacious as Iwachiku. Do you like it? Qin Wen wrote this poem on the title page, looked up at Brother Wu Zhao, but found that she was actually in tears.