Fat Wenjie They are different, obviously, they have not touched the brush, let them use the brush to draw symbols, but using the brush to write calligraphy, it is not so easy for them.

The fat man wrote one, the font was crooked, tore it, threw it on the ground and rewrote, but it was different in size, and then it was torn and rewritten, and after a while, under the table, a lot of it was thrown.

But it's something left by the ancestors, practice makes perfect, and it didn't take long for them to become proficient, although, the posture of holding the pen, there is no standard, but it is enough to be able to write words.

While we were writing silently, the headmaster, taking a sip of tea, putting his hands behind his back, leaving a phrase "Don't let me see you cheating," and left.

Let's go!

Did you go to the bend, is this?

The fat man smiled and said:

"So early, the headmaster made us lunch?"

We laughed it off, not daring to say more, after all, the task is heavy.

Three essays, said long or not, short and not short, if I was asked to use a pen or something, that half an hour could be written silently, but the brush, not fast.

The most important thing is that we write silently in classical Chinese, but traditional Chinese characters, some words, can read, but can't write, this thing, there is no way to cover it, it will be will, it will not be impossible to think of anything, there is no way, it can only be replaced by a circle.

Even if we draw a lot of circles, even if the booklet is right in front of our eyes, we don't dare to look at it secretly.

The principal's words before leaving, we didn't dare to disobey, let alone cheat with luck, the head of Maoshan Zhengdao, there is no means, and our every move is impossible to escape his eyes.

Although we know in our hearts that the principal will never beat us with a ring ruler like Mr. Jiu Fengzhe, but the identity of the principal is there, majestic, who dares to disobey.

The head is the head, and when we were all about to write silently, the headmaster returned.

The headmaster took away the articles we had written silently, and looked at them one by one, but he couldn't stop shaking his head, and his disappointment was not beyond words.

After reading it, the principal directly sent us the article we had written silently and said to us:

"Ten minutes, correct the mistakes, and then re-write silently."

We have no choice, who made us so wrong, we can only write again.

That's it, silently, revised, and silently written again, three times in a row, and finally, it's all right.

The headmaster took away all the articles we had written silently and said to us:

"Three minutes, review the three articles, and after three minutes, dictate the words."

Dictation?

I was shocked again!

Dictating words, isn't this something only for elementary school students?

It's not technical at all.

But we have no choice but to do it.

When the three minutes were up, the principal began to dictate to us.

It's all traditional words, forget them, draw a circle, revise them, and listen to them again.

Several more times, after we were all accurate, the class was dismissed.

The headmaster walked away satisfied, taking his empty teacup, which he didn't know when he had finished.

One morning, just like that, just write, write, write.

I felt like I was back in the first grade of primary school and learning new words.

Do you still have to learn Hanyu Pinyin in the afternoon?

At lunchtime, the principal was still not there, and our lunch was also already ready, dumplings, leeks and egg filling.

Eat nonsense, but in the end, there are not enough dumplings.

Entering Maoshan College, I didn't eat enough for the first time.

The fat man stroked his big belly and complained:

"I'm only half-full, so I'll just say, the principal is too hardworking, and he has to deal with school things, cook for us, and give us lessons, and if you want me to say, the principal shouldn't go to class, you see, the chicken legs are gone, even the dumplings are leek eggs, even minced meat, vegetarian is vegetarian, but you have to be full."

As soon as the fat man's words fell, the headmaster appeared, and the fat man quickly shut up and hid behind me.

The headmaster was still holding his glass, a full glass of water, half of which was full of tea, and led us directly to the Ghost Academy.

It's a rhythm that doesn't allow you to rest.

After sitting down, the headmaster said:

"Open the textbook, turn to the "Teacher Table", let's talk about this text first, "The Teacher Table", from "Three Kingdoms? The Biography of Zhuge Liang, volume 35, is a letter written by Zhuge Liang, the prime minister of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period, to the later lord Liu Chan before the Northern Expedition to the Central Plains. In 221 AD, Liu Bei was proclaimed emperor and Zhuge Liang was prime minister. In 223, Liu Bei fell ill and died, entrusting Liu Chan to Zhuge Liang. Zhuge Liang implemented a series of relatively correct political and economic measures, which made the territory of Shu Han prosperous. In order to achieve national unification, Zhuge Liang decided to go north to attack Wei in 227 after quelling the rebellion in the south, intending to seize Wei's Chang'an. At the same time, he also expressed his thoughts of loyalty to the country and loyalty.

I muttered to myself, the background of the writing is all said, what a standard instructional design.

Maoshan art has really become a language class.

For a full hour, the principal finished the "Teacher Table", from the introduction of the article, the introduction of the author, the translation of the article, the theme of the article, the author's thoughts and feelings, etc., all of which were told.

But I noticed that for half an hour, the principal spent most of the hour talking about the meaning of the key words, and he wrote each word on the blackboard, and also told the extended meaning of the word, the usage, etc., for us to write down in the notebook.

After talking about the "Teacher Table", and then talking about the "Chen Qing Table":

"Chen Qing Table" is a chapter written by Li Mi of the Western Jin Dynasty to Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty. Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty conscripted Li Mi to wash the horse for the crown prince, Li Mi was unwilling to respond to the edict, so he wrote this expression of grievances that he could not respond to the edict, the article described the great kindness of his grandmother to raise him, and the righteousness that he should repay his grandmother; In addition to thanking the court for the kindness of the encounter, he also poured out his own hardships of not being able to obey his fate, revealing his true feelings and being tactful and smooth. ”

I was already very proficient in these things in school, so I didn't have to listen to them again, but I couldn't sleep on my desk, so I dragged my cheeks, stared ahead, and pretended to be listening, but in fact I was thousands of miles away.

But as my mind occasionally pulled back, I noticed an interesting move by the Headmaster.

Whether it is when talking about "The Teacher's Table" or "The Statement of Love", the principal is very expressive, but his eyes are not on us.

The principal holds a chalk in his left hand, and his right hand, against the blackboard, leans sideways and looks out the window.

While looking out the window, it was as if I had fallen into some kind of memory, wandering thousands of miles away, and gradually a smile appeared on my face.

But his mouth didn't stop, his mouth was still talking about "Chen Qing Table", and what was even more incredible was that while talking, he was chewing his mouth, and at first glance, it seemed that he was eating something.

This headmaster is also a man with a story.

(End of chapter)