"What is this?"

"This is a 2B pencil." Wu Zhidao.

"What is it for?"

"Writing."

"Writing?" Yuxiang didn't believe it, how could this slender thing be able to write?

So Wu Zhi took out a pencil sharpener from his body, stuffed one of the slender things into it, turned it around more than a dozen times, and then took it out to see, revealing a sharp and round black pen head, Wu Zhijiao Yuxiang caught it in his hand, and sure enough, he wrote words on the paper......

Yuxiang was surprised, this thing is much more convenient than the four treasures of the study, but unexpectedly, Wu Zhi turned the pen upside down again, and took the red thing at the other end and wiped it on the paper, as a result, the Arabic numerals just written on the paper disappeared out of thin air, and Yuxiang was shocked again, this is really a strange treasure!

The Iron Gate Daoist who had been listening in the hall was also shocked.

Is there such a good thing?

Hurriedly leaned over and snatched the pen in his hand, looked at it carefully, picked it up again and tried to write on the paper.

Wu Zhi taught him the gesture of pinching the pen.

"Hey, how did it break?"

"Uncle, you can't use too much force."

"What should I do if I broke your baby?" The Iron Gate Man is like a sinner who has made a mistake.

"Give you a chance, just don't do it again." Wu Zhi stuffed the pencil into the pencil sharpener for him, and after a while, he took it out again, and it was fine again.

The Iron Gate Daoist was like a child, and said, "Okay, okay, it's weird, it turns out that this thing is like a candle, but the more you use it, the short......er it gets."

"That's right. Clever. Wu Zhi praised him.

The Iron Doorman began to write on the paper again with clumsy gestures.

Wu Zhi teased him: "What, do you want it?" I'll give you one if you want. ”

The Iron Daoist nodded again and again.

Wu Zhi's words changed instantly: "Don't you want it?" Oh yes, I see you nodding, and since you don't want it, I'll take it back......"

The Iron Daoist was so anxious that he shook his head again and again.

Wu Zhi quickly turned around in time and said: "Really, if you want it, you just nod your head......"

The Iron Daoist nodded again.

Wu Zhi complained: "Boss, what's the matter with you, do you want it, you nodded and shook your head, making me the second monk confused, I'm about to faint, do you want to, say it, if you really want it, how do you know, if you really don't want it, if you don't want it, if you don't say it, how do I know, if you really don't want it, how do I know, do you want ......it or not?"

As he spoke, he deliberately snatched the pen from the iron doorman's hand and wanted to pull it away.

The Iron Daoist grabbed it tightly, and hurriedly shouted: "I want, I want, I want, I really want!" ”

Hahaha –

Wu Zhi was secretly happy in his heart.

Let you be the one who has always loved to be reserved, and you must be ruined on my head.

Hahaha!

So I gave him a pen and a pencil sharpener, and told him to play by himself. But he took this opportunity to start talking about black magic with Tie Yuxiang.

Because of his focus on the new pen, Tie Fei Daoren has completely turned a deaf ear to Wu Zhi and Yuxiang's explanation of the black magic that has nothing to do with learning, and is only obsessed with his own calligraphy. For the pencil, he is familiar with it quickly, and soon grasps the weight and depth of the strokes, writes pencil words well, and strokes his beard at home in the afternoon, proudly and satisfied!

Speaking of the two questions that Tie Yuxiang also had at that time. The first one took out a pencil and solved it, and the other one is a six-like whistle, Wu Zhi's explanation to Yuxiang is, you don't care what the whistle is, just remember this mantra and don't be wrong, but also remember to be able to read 6, it's really not good, you can't associate, it's okay to memorize by rote......

That's it, she was sent away.

At this moment, Yuxiang did not expect that the children would also ask her this question, she had a pencil at home, but she never brought it, and 6 like a whistle even she herself did not have a corresponding association, which could be asked how she should explain to the children......

As soon as she turned her head, she looked at Wu Zhi.

Wu Zhi smiled, beckoned again, and pointed to the high ground in front of the hall, where he was placing the paper and pencils, pencil sharpeners and whistles he had prepared: "Everyone, 1 is like a pencil, 6 is like a whistle, there is nothing wrong with it." I have pencils and whistles here, or do I bother the three tigers and Yuxiang, you go to the front of the hall and give them to the children, each child has a pencil, a whistle, and a notebook......"

Yuxiang listened, surrounded by three little tigers, came to the front of the hall, took paper and pencil first, and distributed them to every child present one by one.

But not the adults.

Wu Zhi also took a set of paper and pencils in his hands, stood up and explained to everyone: "This is a notebook, it is made of paper, and this is a 2B pencil, which is used for writing." ”

When everyone heard this, they were surprised and said, "2B pencil? Such a hard thing, and not soft This nursery rhyme is very vivid, and down-to-earth, not only the children are reading, some adults are also whispering and repeating, and comparing the digital label board in their hands, curious and hard to learn.

"Kids, do you remember?" Yuxiang asked.

"Teacher, we have a problem." Brother Hong raised his hand.

"What's the problem?" Tie Yuxiang, who was in a state, didn't notice that there was a martial conspiracy and trap behind the title of "teacher".

Because everything is so natural.

"Teacher, we know how 10 is like flatbread and fritters...... "As soon as Brother Hong spoke, it caused a burst of collective laughter from the children. He laughed too, and then continued:

"But what does 1 mean like a straight and long pencil, and what does 6 mean like a whistle blowing?"

This question resonated with the children, who exclaimed, "yes, yes, we want to know ...... too"

It's not just kids who want to know, but adults too. Everything else in the nursery rhyme I just read is common in life, easy to memorize, and easy to associate with the corresponding Arabic numerals, but what exactly are pencils and whistles?

I've never heard of it.

Tie Yuxiang was also stunned all of a sudden, when Wu Zhi taught her this children's song in the afternoon, he also asked these two questions, when Wu Zhi gave himself a straight and long thing, Yuxiang asked him: Mao, I haven't seen where there is ink, how can it be used for writing? ”

Wu Zhi smiled and said loudly: "It can not only be used for writing, but if you make a mistake or make any mistakes, you can wipe it at any time and erase the mistake." ”

"Dare to love is a wishful pen? Can you erase it if you make a mistake? Where is it so easy! ”

"Yes, Wuda, you don't want to talk big again, it's too much to say! We don't believe you! ”

"You don't believe me?"

"Don't believe it!"

The people spoke with one voice, full of faith, but they did not believe. Can the water spilled be recovered, and how can the words written be erased?