Chapter 212: Is It Hell Today?
Mo Qian turned his head suspiciously, only to see that there was a complicated look hidden in everyone's eyes, and in just one hour, the attitude of these people had changed greatly. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
Although the people below are a little naughty, and they also have the halo of a noble child on their heads, they are just older bear children in general.
At the age of fourteen or fifteen, in his previous life, that is, at the age of the third year of junior high school, the things he thought about were not very complicated, and as for the things that drove away Mr. before, it was probably a kind of disgust with school.
They have been exposed to some classics and poetry since they were children, and the people around them are all people who have read poetry and books, a serious and humble gentleman, where will they tell any stories?
When I'm really bored, I will go out to the teahouse to listen to the storyteller tell stories, but most of those are biographical types, but I will get bored of listening to more stories like this.
The previous husband was even more so, nagging them to read more classics every day, as for this type of thing, they had long been included in the forbidden books of the three religions and nine streams, and they were scolded by them for mentioning it at the slightest mention, which made them tired of learning.
So Mo Qian relied on this story to successfully resolve the previous unhappiness.
Such a story completely subverts their worldview and opens the door to fantasy.
The crazy monkeys, the incomparably powerful Western Rulai, and the ethereal Penglai Immortal Island, this is a world they have never been exposed to, where gods and demons are rampant.
In the sky is the golden and splendid Heavenly Palace Gui Palace, where people can travel in the boundless universe, and there is a place called Difu underground, where small ghosts are rampant and judges are in charge.
And the image of the monkey in their minds became clearer and clearer since it popped out of the stone, a golden hoop rod and a somersault cloud, crisscrossing the heavens and the earth, all of which made their imaginations come to mind.
They thought they hated Mo Qian, but as far as this story was concerned, they really couldn't afford to refuse Mo Qian's story. Everyone was listening with relish, from the boycott just now, to the feeling that this gentleman was actually not bad to be a storyteller, and then now he was reluctant to give up the plot in Mo Qian's story.
"Hehe, if you want to hear the following story, promise me to do the homework assigned by the gentlemen today, so that tomorrow I will not only tell you the story of this monkey, of course, if I do a good job, I will consider telling you the story of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", but if there is one person in the class who disagrees with me, then I am embarrassed."
After that, Mo Qian walked out of the school with a relaxed face, anyway, his original intention was not to teach these noble children to be some kind of educated people, so naturally he would not be as strict as the previous gentleman.
Mo Qian's idea is just to be a counselor in the yellow character class A without incident, which is good for everyone.
But Mo Qian didn't expect that it was his story that made these people in the Yellow Character Class A have the idea of writing homework for the first time in their lives. These people seemed to have forgotten that an hour ago, they were still shouting for Mo Qian to get out of the country and get out of the imperial court...... Of course, Mo Qian never rolled in.
"What are you doing in a daze, hurry up and do your homework, didn't you hear what Mr. said? You can only continue listening to the story if you write your homework, so ...... Yu Xuan, borrow me to copy it after you finish writing. ”
These people also have the pride of the children of the family, how could they be held back for their own reasons, not to mention, that monkey is still crushed under the Five Fingers Mountain, waiting for them to "rescue"! As soon as Qin Liuxin, who was already very famous in the class, spoke, of course the rest of the people didn't dare to say anything, so they could only stare at the homework left by Mr.
Mo Qian doesn't assign homework, those are all homework left by the previous gentlemen, these gentlemen know that they never write homework, so sometimes they don't assign it at all, but sometimes they will leave it indiscriminately, as if they are condemning them for not being motivated.
And tonight is the time to stay more. The students in the Yellow Class A cursed at the previous husband and then stared at the homework on it viciously.
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Chen Xianji just got out of class and rushed to the yellow character class A with great interest, he really wanted to see his masterpiece, according to that kid's thorny personality, and then meet this group of grumpy half-grown children, this situation, can be imagined! Chen Xianji could already anticipate the scene where Mo Qian was carried out.
Chen Xianji cautiously walked to the window, and then he wiped his eyes again, he was a little suspicious that his eyes were blind, and he actually saw the children doing their homework.
It's something I haven't seen in years. Either he's crazy, or the world is crazy!
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For the magnates of the capital, this is a very ordinary day, if you hold the real power, you may be busy, but most of the nobles are idle existence.
After all, their ancestors have made great contributions to the country, and in their concept, the country is in trouble, so it is the time for them to wait for the horse, but now the country is still very stable, and Daqi should spend money to raise them, which is the legendary mixed food and waiting for death.
As always, I came back from the bustling city, returned from the fireworks and willow lane, or returned from hunting in the suburbs.
However, the nobles who have children in the Yellow Character Class A seem to feel a little bit different. The children, who were as unobtrusive as the adults, suddenly quieted up today, staying in their rooms, scribbling on paper with brushes, while some of them were shaking their heads and reading the classics.
What's more, Zhen's whole head is buried in a book, like an ostrich.
This was originally a good scene, but it didn't seem so normal when it happened to these people, and such an action only made the nobles even more worried.
In this era when most of the nobles are eating and waiting for death, such a scene is simply an anomaly, not that the nobles don't want these children to learn well, but under their own influence, there are very few who can really learn well.
Of course, your own children are the meat of your heart, and you can go up and kick them twice when you see others uncomfortable on the street, but you should take a look at your own first.
Finally, some people can't help it, there must be demons when things go wrong, and their own children understand for themselves, how can they work so hard?
So a Xungui slapped a child on the head, "If you don't learn well at a young age, are you looking at some spring palace picture?!" ”
After that, he looked at the book that the child was looking at, and was a little dumbfounded: "This is the Book of Songs?" Forehead drop girl, is it hell today? (To be continued.) )