Li Dejin left his seat, walked onto the podium, mischievously imitated Li Dalong's appearance, paced square steps, shook his head and recited:

"The sun shines on the podium, and there is a head tilted to the side. The green smoke went straight up to 3,000 feet, and it was suspected that the school had changed for nine days. ”

Li Dalong was pleasantly surprised in his heart, and thought: "My son is really smart and extraordinary, and he is different!"

"What's so difficult about that?" Li Dexi stood up unconvinced and said, "Second master, I can also write poems!"

Last night, my mother and I looked at the stars in the sky, and my mother said that the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl looked at each other across the Milky Way, and taught me to recite poems:

The sky was dark, and a galaxy was divided into two sides, one side was the sky, and the other side was the sky. A pair of infatuated lovers, it's so pitiful. 'Second master, do you think this is okay?'

"What a poem!" Li Dalong was surprised and praised, "The kid is really good, not inferior to Cao Zhi who became a poet in seven steps!

"Why?" Li Detong muttered softly.

Li Dalong ignored Li Detong. He thought to himself: "This little Dexi and Xiao Degang not only look the same, but also be as smart, it seems that he is really my own flesh and blood."

If I have the chance, I will definitely send him and Xiao Degang to Phoenix City to study! I can't get a phoenix out of my chicken coop. ”

Thinking of this, Li Dalong looked up at the "Those who are close to Zhu are red, those who are close to ink are black" hanging on the wall, and said to himself:

"I'm afraid that he will learn bad......ly from his three elder brothers!

Hearing Li Dalong's cliché, Li Dejin hurriedly continued: "The boss is sad. ”

Li Dalong continued: "Perseverance, rotten wood does not break ......"

"Perseverance, gold and stone can be carved. The students chanted together.

Li Dalong's praise of Li Dejin and Li Dexi made Li Detong feel unconvinced: "Xiao Degang and Xiao Dexi have only been in the school for a few days, and the second master praised him like this. Isn't it just a few words?"

Thinking of this, Li Detong couldn't help it, got up and walked to the door.

"Li Detong, what are you doing? You haven't finished class yet!" Li Dalong said fiercely.

"Second master, I'm here to see if my second brother is here. Li Detong said tremblingly.

"It's still early for school! hurry back to your seat!" Li Dalong said angrily.

"Second master," Li Detong didn't return to his seat, but walked to Li Dalong's side and said in a loud voice, "I'...... I'll ...... too."

Li Dalong usually hates Li Detong very much, because he is not only as simple-minded as Li Dejin, but also as open-mouthed as Li Feihu.

Of course, Li Dalong didn't believe that Li Detong could also write good poems. He looked directly at Li Detong and sneered: "Our Li family is really going to produce talents!

"Okay!" Li Detong replied triumphantly, he didn't feel Li Dalong's teasing at all.

Naturally, he couldn't hear the meaning of the words, so he learned from Li Dalong to shake his head and say in a frustrated manner: "The day ...... Zhao incense burner...... gave birth to Zijian, Zijian was angry...... Smoke ......"

"Xiao Detong, you little bastard," Before Li Detong could finish speaking, Huang Zijian's scolding and the small bench flew over coldly, "You can't die well!"

Huang Zijian rushed forward and scuffled with Li Detong.

It turned out that Huang Zijian's mother's surname was Zhao, and her nickname was "incense burner".

Li Dalong's face was almost crooked, and the good classroom order was messed up like this.

He angrily pulled Li Detong aside, told him to kneel on the ground, raised the ring ruler and hit him hard.

"Second master, what did I do wrong? Am I not also composing poetry? It was Huang Zijian who hit me first!

It was Xiao Degang and Xiao Dexi who first said that they were composing poems, why did the second master beat me alone? Didn't the second master agree with what I said?" Li Detong held Li Dalong's arm with both hands and argued.

"Are you also called poetry?" Li Dalong reprimanded, "I haven't studied hard since I was a child, and I think about some crooked things, what can I do when I grow up?"

was too angry, Li Dalong suddenly realized that the poem that Li Dexi read should have been written by Wu Pandi, but just now he mistakenly thought it was made by Li Dexi.

He thought of the past five years, due to Li Feihu's strict supervision, he had a lot less opportunities to meet Wu Pandi.

Thinking of this, Li Dalong didn't have the heart to pay attention to Li Detong anymore, kicked him hard in the ass, and yelled: "Go back to your own seat! Don't talk nonsense next time!"

"The second master is not fair at all......" Li Detong returned to his seat with tears in his eyes.

Because he was angry just now, Li Dalong couldn't recall Li Dexi's poems, so he asked him to come up and memorize them again, and he figured out the meaning between the lines while writing it down in his notebook.

Wu Pandi's resentful eyes and charming face kept appearing in Li Dalong's mind. His heart was agitated, like a fire burning brightly, and he longed to give birth to wings and fly to her side at once.