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Until the last class, Falco felt that someone was staring at him from behind, becoming more and more indifferent and fierce.

It was as if in the next moment, he was going to grab his hair and slam it on the table.

Isn't that what is it in those movies on the screen?

"Bang bang bang", blood splattered on his forehead, waving his hands like drowning, until he rolled up the dead fish eyes and passed out, or died.

But Falco turned his head in a panic, and the imaginary scene behind it turned into a calm reading picture.

The man who made his chest like a giant was also reading silently with his head bowed, and the two sides were separated by five seats diagonally, and he didn't look at him with a straight eye.

"For the students who didn't memorize the "Mulan Poem" in this class, the boarders continued their self-study in the evening, and they went back to copy it for me three times! Come back tomorrow and memorize it, and copy it if you can't memorize it. ”

Lao Xu propped up the podium with both hands, and when he saw Feng Ke's appearance of six gods without a master, he suddenly walked over and knocked on his desk: "Feng Ke, can you carry it now?" ”

With a jump in his heart, Feng Ke hurriedly lowered his head, hurriedly held the language book, and lowered his eyebrows: "Teacher Xu, not yet." ”

"Then be serious."

"Oh," Falco still had to pretend, despite his panic. Still, he didn't know what was reading in his mouth.

In his thoughts, he only hoped that Zheng Mao didn't notice him.

Zheng Mao, who had always been shy, suddenly changed to a different look. The other party's long-dormant fangs suddenly appeared. The impact on him, a person who has repeatedly made him feel sorry for him, is too great.

At noon, he also complained to the squad leader, hoping that the squad leader did not believe his words or did not take it seriously.

Otherwise, if the class leader questioned Zheng Mao or told Teacher Xu, then the other party would definitely be able to think of him.

Even a tyrannical person like Li Quan was so frightened by Zheng Mao that he cried bitterly. If it is replaced by his soft persimmon, wouldn't it be how you can pinch it as you want?

Zheng Mao, who was remembered by Feng Ke, was not watching any "Mulan Poems".

In the slightly chaotic sound of reading, his heart was like water, slowly, turning back page by page, taking notes from time to time.

Lao Xu was wandering between the rows of desks, and suddenly saw Zheng Mao reading the text behind him. It's the end of the second semester now, and the only ones I haven't learned are these last few lessons.

Holding the corner of his table, Lao Xu couldn't help asking, "Zheng Mao, can you memorize "Mulan Poem"?" ”

"Yes." Zheng Mao raised his head and looked at Lao Xu's fat face like a bun.

Hearing this, Lao Xu looked at the wall clock on the blackboard, this class has only passed seven minutes.

He touched the stubble on his cheeks and said, "Carry it to me." ”

"Okay."

After reciting it, Lao Xu nodded and asked, "What kind of story does Mulan Shi tell?" ”

Since Lao Xu was going to take the school exam, Zheng Mao naturally did not refuse, and said without thinking: "The teacher talked about it in the last class. This is a long narrative poem that tells the story of a girl named Mulan, who disguises herself as a man, joins the army for her father, establishes meritorious deeds on the battlefield, and does not want to be an official after returning to the court, but only wants to go home for reunion. ”

After a slight pause, Zheng Mao added: "I warmly praised this woman's brave and kind qualities, enthusiasm for defending the family and the country, and heroic and fearless spirit." ”

"Very good, the answer is fluent, which means that you have learned in your heart before." Lao Xu said, and suddenly asked, "Did you memorize this lesson, or did you remember it before?" ”

Even if it only took a few minutes to memorize it between classes, Zheng Mao said: "When I was doing my homework last night, I saw that I would learn "Mulan Poem" today, so I previewed it in advance. ”

"Yes, it is worthy of praise, and it will continue to be maintained in the future," Lao Xu saw Zheng Mao's unarrogant and impatient appearance, secretly satisfied, and said, turning his head abruptly.

The female classmate with his own family name was taken aback and hurriedly turned around.

On her desk, the Chinese textbook was being opened and held upright, pinching one hand to the side, shaking her head with full shelf, and the crisp voice that had been stopped for a long time sounded again: "Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaver." Ignore ...... Uh, don't smell it...... I don't hear ......."

Hearing this, Lao Xu sighed, tired and powerless.

Usually look at the way she and Zheng Mao are very close, close to Zhu Zhechi, and they are silent, and they should listen to a little bit of class if they say anything, right?

Lao Xu couldn't figure out what her parents thought.

Since he doesn't like to study so much, he has to be thrown into the special class of Nanzhou. Saying that the atmosphere is fake, many times it is better to be a chicken head than a phoenix tail, and if you can't keep up with the team with poor grades, you will only be hit, but you won't want to listen to it.

Helplessly, there is too much involved.

Lao Xu could only say: "Zheng Mao, since you can already recite the chant." Teach Xu Yun "Mulan Poem", no problem, right? ”

"Okay Teacher Xu," Regarding Xu Yun's matter, Zheng Mao would never refuse.

Hearing this, Lao Xu walked straight up to the podium, clapped his hands "pop", attracted the eyes below, and said loudly: "Let me tell you a piece of news, now Zheng Mao can already recite "Mulan Poem"!" Who's next? ”

"I'm done with it too!" Tang Xin suddenly raised his hand.

"Me!"

"And me!" Someone shouted again.

Lao Xu smiled and stroked his palms and said, "At first, I thought that there was no pre-class preview. Powerful soldiers, this is what our special class should look like! Sharpening guns in battle is what ordinary classes do. ”

Feng Ke lowered his head deeply, in fact, when Lao Xu said that "Mulan Poem" was to be memorized in the last class, he had already begun to memorize it between classes.

But he has never been able to calm down, and he has always been the first......

"Oops, it's so boring to carry this!"

Zheng Mao moved a chair and sat next to Xu Yun, surrounded by the sound of humming and chirping, ignoring it, with patience and plenty of patience, and said: "This word is not pronounced, there is an extra wooden character next to it on the left, 杼, which is read zhu, the fourth tone." ”

"Alright, Zhu!" With this patience, Xu Yun could only lose.

Zheng Mao continued: "You can recite the first two sentences again." ”

"Hmm." Xu Yun tilted his head, his black and white eyes were unfocused on the ceiling, and he looked like a memory: "Chirp and chirp, Mulan is a household weaver." Ignore ...... Ahem, the sound of the machine, only the sigh of the woman. ”

"Look how easy it is."

Listening to Zheng Mao's breezy words, Xu Yun turned his head and said with a bitter face: "It's so boring to remember this over and over again." ”

"Boring......"

Zheng Mao stopped and scratched his head.

He was flipping through Xu Yun's homework book, which was full of distorted patterns, very abstract, and he couldn't tell what he was drawing.

There is no doubt that they are today's works.

Each page is full of graffiti with a pen, and it is full of weight. In this case, it would be hellish to be able to listen to the class.

She's certainly not stupider than others, but she's not serious about it and likes to be distracted.

Zheng Mao has seen her as she grows up.

The spirit of holding several listed companies, the wisdom of demons, and the courage to affect thousands of people in a word...... It's not this lazy look of the Lori period at all.。

Zheng Mao thought about it, and suddenly came up with an idea: "Xu Yun, I actually know another version of "Mulan Poem". ”

"Huh?" Xu Yun was not surprised, but he was really aroused by his curiosity, and asked: "Mao Mao said quickly, what other version of "Mulan Poem" has?" ”

Everyone was memorizing the text in a low tone, so they kept their voices low during the conversation. Xu Yun had no taboos for a while, and called 'Mao Mao'.

Old God Zheng Mao was saying, "Recite two more sentences, and I'll tell you." ”

"What are you selling! What's so hard about this. Xu Yun waved his hand and lowered his head.

Zheng Mao touched about three breaths, Xu Yun closed the language book, and quickly read to him: "Ask the woman what she thinks, ask the woman what she remembers." Women don't think about anything, and women don't remember. I saw the military post last night, the Khan ordered a large number of soldiers, twelve volumes of military books, and the scrolls have the name of the master! ”

"How about it, give you a 5% discount, get half of it! If I'm afraid I won't remember, I'll recite it to you again. Xu Yun tilted his head and squinted at Zheng Mao.

Not to mention surprised, Zheng Mao turned a blind eye to this, but Xu Yun's expression of 'I'm amazing' couldn't help but accept it.

Zheng Mao smiled and said, "You read it silently a few more times to consolidate it." I'll copy it to you right away, so that no one else can see it. ”

"Mysterious," Xu Yun snorted in her nose, but she held her cheeks, and her dark and shiny eyes didn't roll around. Still reading silently.

As the sun sets, the last trace of red hanging in the sky is also quietly passing away.

Nanzhou Middle School, junior high school teaching building, C177 class, the sound of books is loud and full of ears.

Xu Yun looked at another version of "Mulan Poem", covered his mouth, bent down, and hid his body under the desk-

She didn't want Lao Xu to see-

She smiled—

I tried my best to hold back my laughter, and my cheeks were like red apples.

As follows:

Chirp and chirp, Mulan drove a plane, what kind of plane did she drive? Boeing 747! Ask the woman what she thinks, and ask the woman what she remembers. The woman also thought about it, and had no money to buy a plane. I saw the military post last night, and I wanted to use bombers, twelve planes, and I couldn't afford to buy them. Grandpa has no big money, Mulan has no gold and silver, and he is willing to buy steel and build airplanes from now on.

The east market buys drawings, the west market buys screws, the south market buys glass, and the north market buys iron sheets. When I leave my grandmother and go, I stay in the old hangar at dusk, and I don't hear my grandmother's voice calling a girl, but I smell the iron sheet rubbing. When I left the hangar, I went to the barracks at dusk, and I didn't hear the voice of my grandmother calling the girl, but I heard the general shouting hahaha.

……

"And then?" After reading it quickly, Xu Yunqiang gritted his teeth and suppressed his smile.

"Well, there will be no more for the time being," Zheng Mao looked at the peach cheeks and said, "There are still twenty minutes before class ends." If you memorize "Mulan Poems", you don't need to break it down next time, and you will be told what happened right away. ”