“ling ?”“ Zero-zero-seven? "Hahaha." "I'm still one-one-one." "Ding Kailing." "He Shiling."

A burst of laughter rang out in the classroom, "This is contemporary history." "Hahaha." "The teacher is talking about historical figures."

"Teacher, your name doesn't just encompass modern Chinese history, world history, and ancient Chinese history."

"Oh. I know. "Zhang Ailing." "Ding Ling." "That's a writer, a writer, what does it have to do with history?" "There's culture in modern history, okay?" "Song Qingling." "Song Meiling." "The three sisters of the Song family have all come out." "Modern history has said it, okay." "Now we're going to talk about ancient history."

There was another discussion in the classroom, and in that kind of discussion, someone said, "Fang Xuanling." ”

"Okay, let's talk about Fang Xuanling." Tan Xiling wrote the last word on the blackboard.

"Fang Xuanling? The prime minister of the Tang Dynasty. "I seem to be afraid of my wife." "Is he jealous?" "He's jealous, right?" "Hahaha, it's his wife, vinegar jar." "Oh!"

"This person, you are familiar, don't you want to say a few words?" Tang Ji touched Ling Chuyang, "Take the opportunity to brush your sense of existence again." ”

"Nope." Ling Chuyang replied, leaned against the wall, it was time for others to leave some opportunities, to be helpful, he would too, "Or, you get up and talk about it?" ”

"I'll forget it." Tang Ji smiled, "It's better to leave it to the others, I know that they have all said it." ”

"Our classmates, do you have a ling in your name?" Tan Xiling listened to the discussion in the classroom and asked with a smile, "Except for Ling Mengchu and Ling Chuyang, who have already spoken just now." ”

"Yes." "Ling Mengchu." "Ling Chuyang." "The teacher said except for the two of them."

"Yi Lingfei." "Yi Lingfei has been transferred, okay."

There was another commotion in the classroom.

"He Shiling." I don't know who shouted, and the classroom fell silent. Everyone's eyes were on the front left of the classroom.

"Okay, He Shiling? Who is it? Tan Xiling looked around the classroom, and moved her eyes to the right of Ling Mengchu, in front of Geng Xinyu, the girl who was writing hard, most of the class had passed, it was time for her, what kind of student with good grades was it.

"Xiao Lingzi, I called you." Ling Mengchu lightly tapped He Shiling's arm.

He Shiling stopped and looked at Ling Mengchu, but saw a group of people looking here, looked up, and saw that Teacher Tan on the podium was also looking here.

"Introducing Fang Xuanling." Ling Mengchu covered his head with his textbook and reminded in a low voice.

"Who is He Shiling? I want to introduce Fang Xuanling's life anecdotes. Geng Xinyu approached the front and reminded in a whisper, it is estimated that Xiao Lingzi is free to arrange time again.

"I'm He Shiling." He Shiling put down the pen in his hand, closed the notebook he was writing, stood up, and replied unhurriedly, "Fang Xuanling, a famous minister of the Tang Dynasty." Born in the family of the eunuchs, young and promising, eighteen-year-old Jinshi, the last years of the Sui Dynasty to take refuge in Li Shimin, the virtuous and talented, Du Ruhui, who was ranked as the prime minister, was one of the talents he recommended, and later participated in the planning of the Xuanwumen Change, and was praised by Li Shimin as 'strategizing, the merit of the community', and the prince was the Duke of Xing Guo. ”

"Well, yes, the language is very concise, and the introduction is very comprehensive." Tan Xiling walked off the podium with a smile and came to Ling Mengchu's seat, no wonder she was so cute, she had a strong ability to generalize, "Go on." ”

The classroom was quiet, and He Shiling's voice sounded again in the classroom.

In terms of political achievements, he attached great importance to the cleanliness of officials, vigorously simplified administration, and was proficient in the canonical decrees, simplifying laws and regulations, and eliminating torture. He is sincere to the country, wise officials, lenient in laws and regulations, meritocracy, regardless of humility, therefore, by the people praised as "good appearance". Later, he was diligent and strong at night, and he became ill with hard work, but he was still worried about the country and the people, and died at the age of seventy, and the portrait was enshrined in the 'Lingyan Pavilion', and he was worthy of enjoying the temple. ”

"Good, good." Tan Xiling smiled, looked at He Shiling, and was surprised to find that the classroom was actually very quiet this time, not as noisy as just now, was it because everyone didn't learn the history of the first year of high school, didn't know much about Mr. Fang, or was the prestige too high, and didn't interrupt? I think of yesterday's list, or maybe the power of deterrence is too great, "This life event is all here, what else?" ”

"Nope." He Shiling said with a smile.

"None?" "It's over?" "What about the story?"

"Yes, no." He Shiling looked at the history teacher in front of him, and then at the classmates who were talking quietly, and was about to sit down.

"After the introduction of the official history, what about his anecdotes?" Tan Xiling's voice overshadowed the low whisper.

"Yes, yes, the anecdote has not yet been said?" "Squad leader, tell me another story."

Is this going to let her sing a one-man show alone? Can she say she doesn't know? He Shiling couldn't help but bow her head and smile when she heard the history teacher's question, and then said, "I'm not very good at storytelling, so let's let other students supplement it." ”

Before Tan Xiling and her classmates could react, He Shiling quickly looked around the classroom and looked in the direction of the back door of the classroom, "Ling Chuyang." ”

Ling Chuyang was leaning against the wall to listen to her narration, listening to the discussions of her classmates, watching the history teacher's repeated questions, coldly being named, habitually answering "to", and then stood up, attracting the attention of a group of people in the classroom.

I realized that I seemed to have answered incorrectly, and I wanted to sit down, but I heard my name again.

"Ling Chuyang." He Shiling smiled and looked at the person who stood up and was about to sit down.

Ling Chuyang was stunned for a moment, followed the sound, and found that it was she who was calling him, she was looking here, with a bright smile on her face, and the clear blue sky outside the window, there was a sudden illusion.

In that smile, her clear and unhurried voice was heard, "Anecdote, but your strong point." This 'jealous' story, or other stories, will be told to you. ”

"Okay." Ling Chuyang hurriedly responded, this was to remind him that in addition to the 'jealousy' that everyone knows, you can say something else, Ling Chuyang was a little stunned for a while, looked at her and turned around with a smile, and then sat down, as if she was writing again.

"Didn't you say that opportunities are reserved for others?" Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, who was standing up, "Now the scenery is on display." ”

"It's not for me to say it myself." Ling Chuyang cleared his throat and whispered.

"Uh-huh, the grace of a drop of water should be reciprocated by a spring." Tang Ji nodded, "We have benefited a lot, it's time for you to reciprocate, this stop has refreshed your sense of existence again." ”

"Okay, Ling Chuyang, then let's talk about it." Tan Xiling glanced at He Shiling, who was bowing her head and writing, and then looked at Ling Chuyang, whether she arranged her own time, or gave full play to the strengths of her classmates, and successfully aroused her curiosity.

Maybe there will be time in the future, and I will understand it slowly.