"Hmmm! Yes, since you can memorize it, I will teach you to read the following. "Wen Fuzi is becoming more and more satisfied with this student. If you are talented and calm, as long as you work hard, you will have a great chance of entering the imperial examination in the future.

"The sea is salty, the scales are submerged, and the feathers are fly......ing," Wen Fuzi read the last eight sentences, and then asked Gu Chengyu to read them by himself. Teach so much today, you are still a beginner, and you can't chew more than you can. The so-called review of the old and learn the new, after going back, I will review a lot, and I will assign homework before school,"

"Yes, sir." Gu Chengyu stood up and saluted before sitting down, spread out the paper, and wrote again, reading and writing at the same time. Wen Fuzi nodded when he saw it, the son can be taught!

Gu Chengyu breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Master Wen had transferred to the bookcases of other students. In fact, after reading it carefully just now, he already knows how to memorize, and he wants to spend more time practicing calligraphy now.

Gu Chengyu was immersed in practicing calligraphy again, time flew by, and suddenly there was a noise in the room. When Gu Chengyu heard the voice, he suddenly realized that Master Wen was no longer in the house, and Mr. had said that he would go to Class B to teach, but now he thought it was time.

As for what to do in Class C after that, it depends on your own arrangements, because the master did not assign homework before leaving, so more than an hour after that is self-study time, such as reading books and practicing calligraphy, compared to Class B and Class A, the schoolwork in Class C is not heavy.

In the house, since the husband left, some students whispered this in the house, and as for shouting loudly and running around, they generally did not dare, because the master was in class B across the wall, and the door was open.

Gu Chengyu looked at the two sheets of paper he had just written, put them aside, and put two more sheets on them, ready to write again. Suddenly, he was poked in the back by a hard object behind him, Gu Chengyu looked back, but saw that it was Wang Fatzi who was poking his back with the upper end of the brush, and probing his brain on his desk.

"Senior brother, is there something wrong?" Gu Chengyu was a little puzzled.

"Nothing! I just think that the first day you learned to write, you were praised by the master, you are really amazing! I have never been praised by my Master! It seems that your handwriting is really good. Wang Fatzi looked at Gu Chengyu with envy, and his expression was incredible, as if he felt that it was an incredible thing to be praised by his master.

On the one hand, some of the students who were talking in a whisper also turned their attention to this side, and they also wanted to know how the words that even the master had to praise were written.

"Senior brother has an overreputation! Master also saw that I was learning to write on the first day, so it was inevitable that he would encourage me a little, but it would not dampen my faith, right? "Gu Chengyu is still a little weak-hearted, he has a foundation before, of course it is much better than a beginner.

"What? Wang Fatty, you, a person who only thinks about eating and drinking all day long, will you still envy other people's achievements in learning? When you write like this, how can a person who often writes with missing arms and legs be praised by the Master? You Siyuan, who was sitting in the third row with two seats, made sarcastic remarks when he saw Wang Fatzi's voice, he also had to be praised twice by his master, Wang Fatzi was expressionless every time, so he thought that Wang Fatzi didn't go to his heart at all, so he would also be envious? You Siyuan instantly felt that he was in a very good mood!

"You Siyuan, you have only been praised twice by your master, what is there to be proud of? Ma Junhui has been praised a lot more times than you, and I haven't seen anyone like you, I can't wait for everyone in the private school to know. Wang Fatzi rolled his eyes at You Siyuan.

When Ma Junhui heard his name mentioned, he felt upset for a while, and he didn't know when he would be promoted to Class B. Fighting all day long is a waste of time, it is better to spend this energy on studying, you don't study hard, and it will affect the learning of others. raised his head, frowned, and looked in the direction of Wang Fatzi, but found that Gu Chengyu, who had just arrived, was also smiling and watching the two quarrel. Hum! It turned out that this one was also impatient, and as soon as the master left, his true nature was revealed. It's a shame that he just saw that he wrote seriously, I'm afraid that he will surpass him! What about being talented? If you don't work hard, you want to be at the top of the private school?

Gu Chengyu looked at the two bickering and felt very funny, in fact, both of them are tsundere, You Siyuan doesn't look bad, but he doesn't forgive people, maybe the two of them had some festivals before. When he first entered the door, You Siyuan said that Wang Fatzi's aunt was sick again, and he remembered that the aunt in ancient times should mean a concubine, and it seems that this Wang Fatzi should be a concubine. And You Siyuan is so clear about the affairs of Wang Fatzi's family, I think the two families have some contacts.

"Don't call you a senior brother, we are all from Class C, so you can afford to be your senior brother? I'll call you Chengyu! If you don't dislike it, call me fat brother, or call me by name, do you remember my name? My name is Wang Qikai. Wang Fatzi only felt that it was a little awkward to call his senior brother, he felt that Gu Chengyu was not like those who tended to be inflammatory, nor was he like Ma Junhui, who was cold and arrogant, and he was easier to get along with.

"Then I'll call you Qi Kai!" Gu Chengyu felt that calling him Fat Brother was disrespectful to people, since they were all classmates, it was better to call them by name.

"Don't pay attention to You Siyuan, he owes it! Words can infuriate people. By the way, Mr. said that your handwriting is beautiful, I just want to see it! The master is rare to praise, except for Ma Junhui, only Ye Zhiqiu, who has just been promoted to Class B, has the most praise. I'll tell you! Ye Zhiqiu is amazing, he went to Class B in just over two years, and even the master said that he would definitely be able to be admitted to Xiucai in the future! ”

This is the second time I heard Wang Qikai mention Ye Zhiqiu today, it seems that this Ye Zhiqiu's qualifications are very good, and the ancients can't be underestimated! What's more, there is a Ma Junhui next to him, don't think he doesn't know, Ma Junhui has secretly glanced at him many times and pays close attention to him.

Without waiting for Gu Chengyu to answer, Wang Qikai stood up, bypassed Gu Chengyu's body, picked up the paper on the bookcase in front of him, and looked at it carefully.

"Wow! Chengyu, is this really what you wrote? This is better than what my eldest sister wrote! My eldest sister was taught by a famous teacher! No wonder the Master wants to praise your words, and compare them with your words, and mine is like a dog's planing. Wang Qikai saw that the handwriting on the paper was smart and beautiful, which was even better than the words of the eldest sister and Ye Zhiqiu! And Ye Zhiqiu's character is already recognized as a good character in the private school, and it seems that they have a character like Ye Zhiqiu in Class C. Alas! It's really more infuriating than humans!

You Siyuan had already come over when Wang Qikai exclaimed, and he had to admit that he was really like a person! He didn't look at this junior brother carefully just now, but found that this junior brother also looked like Zhong Lingliuxiu. Therefore, God is too partial to some people.

Ma Junhui on the side had already stretched his neck to look over, and saw Wang Qikai holding the paper upright with the clear handwriting, and the hand grinding the ink pushed to the side, almost knocking over the inkstone.

"You say that his writing is better than your eldest sister's, but compare the work of the boudoir with that of your junior brother?" As soon as Ma Junhui heard Wang Qikai's words, he didn't think much about it, so he blurted out the words in his heart.