Chapter 289: Those who achieve great things are not small
It's really so straightforward all the time.
Gu Xiaoyou complained silently in his heart and sat up straight lazily.
After all, Mu Wuchen was sitting so upright, she was embarrassed to be lazy.
Secretly exhaled, Gu Xiaoyou got up and went to the counter to get a pen and paper, and dragged a chair to sit next to Mu Wuchen.
As soon as the pen and paper were put on the table, Gu Xiaoyou put on a teacher's posture: "Write the Arabic numerals from one to six." β
Hearing this, Mu Wuchen spread out the rice paper, dipped his pen in ink, and wrote down the numbers from one to six on the paper without hesitation.
"Good memory, none of them are wrong." Gu Xiaoyou praised it, this guy is quite smart.
You must know that when she taught Sister Zhou to learn Arabic numerals, it took a week from one to ten.
She just taught Mu Wuchen the kung fu of a cup of tea, and he learned it all, but he was so smart.
"I'll teach you the rest of the numbers." Gu Xiaoyou was interested in teaching, and hurriedly leaned over to take the brush in Mu Wuchen's hand and drew it on the paper.
"It's seven, you think it's a bowing person, eight is two circles, nine is six upside down, and ten is one more circle next to it." Gu Xiaoyou drew all four numbers in one go, using the same idea that Zhou had been taught.
Mu Wuchen felt that her teaching method was like teaching young children, and her mood was a little complicated, so this girl taught him as Liang'er.
Although I can't laugh or cry, I have to say that it is really easy to remember.
At least he remembered it after listening to it once.
Gu Xiaoyou handed him the pen and turned the rice paper to the back and buckled: "You come again." β
"Hmm." Mu Wuchen took the pen and wrote seven to ten when he picked up the pen.
Gu Xiaoyou raised his eyebrows, not believing that Mu Wuchen remembered so quickly, and took out a new blank paper: "I'll report the number, you can write it." β
Mu Wuchen nodded expressionlessly, without a trace of discoloration.
Gu Xiaoyou's imaginary scene of "wait for the teacher, let me review it again" did not appear.
With such confidence, then she came directly.
"Six."
Mu Wuchen picked up the pen and wrote, Gu Xiaoyou glanced at it: "Ten." β
Mu Wuchen wrote without hesitation.
Gu Xiaoyou stared at it tightly and casually reported a few more numbers, and finally became convinced that Mu Wuchen was a genius, and he would teach it once.
"You're amazing." Gu Xiaoyou gave a thumbs up: "Strike while the iron is hot, I'll teach you everything from one to one hundred." β
Holding the brush in his hand, Gu Xiaoyou wrote down a few numbers on the paper, and explained seriously: "In fact, as long as you know twelve numbers, eleven and twelve are one and two next to one, and so on until twenty, and twenty is the same...... The Arabic numeral one hundred is like that, and the upper count is 11 thousand, and I can't use it yet, so I'll briefly introduce it to you. β
Gu Xiaoyou spoke seriously, and Mu Wuchen also listened seriously, after all, the Arabic numerals that can be seen everywhere for modern people are brand new knowledge for him.
Gu Xiaoyou talked about the regularity of Arabic numerals, which made Mu Wuchen's eyes light up.
It turns out that numbers are such an interesting thing.
Compared to the simple and easy to write the number of Chinese characters, it is even easier to understand after mastering the rules.
After Gu Xiaoyou finished speaking, he took the school exam for Mu Wuchen, and Mu Wuchen passed the school exam without any accidents.
"You're amazing." It's so rewarding to teach smart students.
Gu Xiaoyou took out his mobile phone, called up the interface of the clock, and said positively: "Now let's recognize the watch." β
finally entered the main topic that Mu Wuchen was looking forward to the most.
Mu Wuchen couldn't help but straighten his back even more, and his eyes stared at the dial of the clock for a moment.
"The concept of hours, minutes, and seconds was taught to you last time, and now I teach you how to read a watch."
In order to facilitate the explanation, Gu Xiaoyou drew a large dial on rice paper, divided it into twelve parts, marked with numbers, and drew a few dotted lines to draw a relatively rough dial.
"Let's do it first." Gu Xiaoyou said with a grin.
Mu Wuchen glanced at the clock on the soul mirror, and then at the crooked dial on the rice paper, revealing a somewhat helpless look.
Xu found that he was too confused, Gu Xiaoyou said with a weak heart: "Those who become big things are not informal, as long as they can understand it." β
"Let's talk about it." Mu Wuchen didn't force it anymore, and looked at the spicy-eyed dial to learn.
Gu Xiaoyou picked up two toothpicks and painted one of them black: "This black toothpick is regarded as an hour hand, and the ordinary one is a minute hand." β
Placing two toothpicks on the dial, Gu Xiaoyou fiddled with it a few times: "When the hour hand points to one, it is one o'clock, but it is also morning and afternoon." β
Gu Xiaoyou paused, silently reminiscing about the ugly cow and the tiger......
After repeating it and figuring out the time, Gu Xiaoyou continued: "Eh, one o'clock in the morning is the right time, and one o'clock in the afternoon is the beginning of the hour, can you understand?" β
After Gu Xiaoyou finished speaking, he looked at Mu Wuchen with great certainty.
"The time is right, the time is not the beginning, one o'clock." Mu Wuchen repeated and nodded.
Gu Xiaoyou breathed a sigh of relief: "Then it's easy to talk next, the next thing is two o'clock......"
He carefully explained the time corresponding to the twelve hours to Mu Wuchen, stopped from time to time to let Mu Wuchen digest it, and talked for about two quarters of an hour before Gu Xiaoyou finished talking about the meaning of the hour hand.
"Hey, you repeat." Gu Xiaoyou took a sip of tea and moistened his throat.
"Well, one point is the beginning ......of the time," Mu Wuchen repeated what Gu Xiaoyou said without pausing.
Gu Xiaoyou fiddled with the hour hand, and he could say it without any difference.
Completely convinced, Gu Xiaoyou said admiringly: "You are faster than me to recognize the watch." β
She studied for two days...... That's it, don't mention black history.
"The following is the meaning of your minute hand, the minute hand is much simpler, a grid represents one minute, well, fifteen minutes is equivalent to a quarter of an hour now, and half an hour is an hour, that is, sixty minutes." Gu Xiaoyou elaborated on the concept of minutes.
The hour and the hour are compared, which is easy to understand for Mu Wuchen, but the minute is new knowledge.
Mu Wuchen couldn't help but put more thought into the minute study.
Half an hour later, Gu Xiaoyou could be regarded as having taught Mu Wuchen to recognize his watch, and immediately took out his mobile phone, pointed to the dial and asked, "What time is it?" β
Mu Wuchen glanced at the dial, thought for a while and said, "Five fifty-two." β
βVERY GOODοΌβ Gu Xiaoyou exclaimed excitedly.
"What drums?" Mu Wuchen asked confusedly, not understanding what Gu Xiaoyou meant at all.
Even suspected that she spoke bird language again.
Gu Xiaoyou secretly stuck out his tongue and explained: "It's just to praise you for being great." β
"Weird." Mu Wuchen raised his eyebrows, no longer entangled in the bird language he heard.