Inside the British Mansion.

Zhang Mao was not in a good mood these two days, the only son Zhang Hao did not want to forge ahead, he knew all day long that he was doing evil, and a group of fox friends and dog friends, and invited a few teaching gentlemen who either had their legs broken, or they were angry and resigned from teaching, and they were full of words, what made Lang stubborn, and non-famous teachers could not teach, please find another famous teacher.

My son Zhang Hao obviously has the talent to govern the world, a proper young talent, you actually say that it is stubborn?

Phew, mediocrity.

Fortunately, I had the foresight to find Mr. Song from Guishan Academy, which is a famous academy with a long history, and will definitely be able to teach this rebel well.

Zhang Mao thought to himself, and his eyes looked at a gentleman dressed as a scholar sitting on the side.

This gentleman was wearing a green shirt, his face was white and beardless, his expression was plain and neither humble nor arrogant, and he picked up the teacup with one hand and gently sipped it, so he was a virtuous teacher.

Zhang Mao praised: "Mr. is a great talent of Guishan Academy, and he must be able to teach my rebel son well." ”

Mr. Song arched his hand and said: "The British public has praised it, and today I will do the apprenticeship ceremony, and tomorrow I will teach Ling Lang." ”

Speak of the devil.

I only heard Zhang Hao's shouting outside the door.

"Dad, I'm back, I've brought you a great talent......"

Zhang Mao just took a sip of warm tea, and when he heard this shouting, he almost choked in shock.

His old face twitched, his eyelids jumped wildly, this rebel is becoming more and more rude!

If you don't find him a teacher, you might get into some big trouble in the future!

Zhang Mao said embarrassedly: "Hehe, it seems that my son also knows that Mr. Song is here in the house today, and he is overjoyed and rude, please don't blame Mr." ”

How dare Mr. Song be angry, pretending to be disappreciative and saying: "Ling Lang is young and naïve, how dare he blame him." ”

After the two finished speaking, they stood up one after another.

With a bang, Zhang Hao's hanging-like appearance came into view.

He excitedly said to his father: "Dad, look who I brought." ”

Zhang Mao was angry when he saw his son like this, but Mr. Song was not easy to get angry here, so he said in a stunned voice: "You rebel, you must have brought some indiscriminate people to the house, today is the day of your apprenticeship, why is it so serious." ”

Zhang Hao was stunned, "What sir?" ”

"Oh, I know, you're still amazing, Dad, I know that I've found a powerful gentleman, and I can't escape your eyes for anything."

Zhang Mao didn't know that his son had arranged himself clearly, and he had already recognized Du Shen as his master, but he thought that he had listened to his subordinates and knew that he had found Mr. Song from Guishan Academy to teach him.

Immediately, the anger in Zhang Mao's heart also disappeared slightly, "Since you know everything, why don't you come and see Mr. Song soon." ”

Mr. Song smiled, no matter how stubborn Zhang Hao was, as long as he could be included in the door, he would have made a great contribution to Guishan Academy.

Thinking of this, Mr. Song straightened his clothes and was ready to bow to Zhang Hao.

But who knew that Zhang Hao heard his father's words, but his face changed.

Zhang Hao tilted his head and glanced at Mr. Song, "What's the matter?" Mr. Song? It turns out that Dad, you found me a teacher again. ”

Mr. Song chuckled in his heart, what does this mean?

Zhang Mao was also stunned, but after all, he was most familiar with his son, and when he thought about it, he felt like a mirror.

Good guy, this rebel has found a master by himself.

Zhang Hao didn't say that he was visiting Mr. Song, since that glance, he didn't even look at him, and turned his head to face his father, "Dad, look at what you are looking for, you don't need to look like a dead eunuch with a white face, or the Mr. Du Shen I am looking for is powerful, that is the talent who knows astronomy and geography."

Zhang Mao was furious, "Rebel son, it doesn't matter if you know those fox friends and dog friends on weekdays, how can you find a gentleman for yourself without the consent of your father, and quickly drive him out." ”

Zhang Hao pursed his lips and said disapprerovingly: "Dad, you are old, look at the people you found for me, can they be the husband who taught me?" I'll let you see Mr. Du Shen's demeanor. ”

As he spoke, he looked back.

Ay?

What about sir?

Zhang Hao's eyes were certain, and he saw a young man dressed in shabby rushan from a distance who was running towards the outside of the British mansion, and subconsciously chased after him.

Du Shen is panicking now, thinking that he is meeting a parent, but who knows that people have already found a good teacher, isn't this an old birthday star who eats arsenic and thinks he will live a long life?

Therefore, after hearing the conversation between Zhang Hao's father and son, and hearing the identity of Mr. Song of Guishan Academy, he made up his mind to run away with oil on the soles of his feet.

But what I didn't expect was that I was discovered by Zhang Hao, a stupid fool, just a few steps away, and you said that you don't continue to face up with your father, and return to the head of a finch.

"Sir, where are you going......

Zhang Hao chased after him from a distance and grabbed him by the shoulder.

Du Shen turned around and smiled reluctantly: "I see that your yard is quite big, exercise." ”

Zhang Hao sighed, "In this way, Mr.'s body is indeed weaker, but there is no rush to exercise, let's say hello to my father first." ”

At this time, Zhang Mao, who was full of gloom, and Mr. Song, who was not in a good mood, also walked over.

Seeing that Zhang Mao was not angry and arrogant, Du Shen bowed bitterly and said, "Du Shenzhi...... Seen the British duke. ”

Zhang Mao snorted coldly, "Do you know that I have already found a teacher for this rebel." ”

Du Shen looked at Mr. Song next to him, and the other party glared at him directly, so he had to smile bitterly: "Of course I don't know." ”

Zhang Mao's face softened slightly, and he was about to drive Du Shen out of the British Palace, but Zhang Hao was dissatisfied.

"Dad, be polite to Mr. Du Shen, this is my master, and what is this Mr. Song, what skills can you teach me? It is also worthy of barking in my house. ”

Zhang Hao's tone was arrogant, the disdain on his face was undisguised, and Mr. Song was sad and indignant.

When he came, he could be named in the academy, and if he wanted to take Zhang Hao, the only son of the British duke, into his door, because Guishan Academy now has no prominent status in the imperial court, and if he wants to take root and gain a foothold, he must find a big tree as a backer.

The British Gong is an ideal choice.

If this matter is not done well, the consequences can be imagined.

Mr. Song didn't dare to be angry with Zhang Mao's father and son, but in the face of a little teacher, he didn't have so many good faces.

At that moment, he looked at Du Shen and said coldly: "Since Xiao Guogong has identified you, he must have something extraordinary, although he is only a shallow learner, he also wants to try it with Mr. Du, I don't know if I can agree......

The spearhead is directed at Du Shen.

Du Shen was stunned at first, and then realized that the other party was picking soft persimmons and pinching them, so he was curious: "What kind of test method?" ”

In the face of the British public Zhang Mao, he was indeed cowardly and soft, after all, the other party was a big man, and his little heart couldn't stand it.

But forget it, Mr. Song!

What can you do if you are a person from Guishan Academy, to put it bluntly, you are a stinky old nine, you are a teacher like me, everyone is in the same class, who is afraid of whom!

British Gong Zhang Mao was still having a headache and didn't know how to solve this matter, but he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief when he heard that the two were going to have a competition.

At the same time, his gaze at Du Shen also softened slightly.

The master that this rebel is looking for is not too shabby, since he dares to compete with the gentleman of Guishan Academy, he is not a liar, maybe he has real skills.

Zhang Mao thought to himself, but Zhang Hao was even more disdainful, "What kind of thing are you, you dare to compete with my master, what is mathematics, do you know what physics is, what is chemistry?" Phew. ”

In the end, Zhang Hao also spit on the upper of Mr. Song's shoes.