Lingjiawen: "......!!! ”

Dudu: "My father and mother only taught me to be well-behaved in school, and not to cause trouble." I was not taught, and I was not allowed to speak while the Master was talking. And I didn't speak until after you finished reading the poem, and you didn't speak when I spoke! What's more, we've all been standing here for so long, and you don't want to find us a seat, just keep standing like this, do you mean that we all want to stand like this in the future? ”

"That's right!" Ling Jiawen echoed dissatisfiedly. She didn't like this master at all.

"Sharp teeth." Zou Fuzi made no secret of his unwillingness to cut Dudu and Lingjiawen, and asked, "What level is your father?" ”

Dudu didn't want to think about it and said, "Wu Zong." ”

Ling Jiawen said: "My father is a martial saint. ”

"It's also a martial arts person, how can you teach a child to be so unreasonable? It seems that you must be obsessed with martial arts on weekdays, and you don't have time to educate you well, right? Some of our parents are like this, their qualifications are not good, but they feel that they are great martial artists, but as a result, martial arts are not up to par, and their children are not taught in a nondescript manner.

In my opinion, such parents should educate their children well at home. The strength is not high, and he still learns to act as a master, but he didn't do well on both sides. ”

Dudu felt that this Zou Fuzi was a sour old man. Just as he was about to refute him, he casually pointed to the back and said, "There are still a few benches, tables and chairs there, go and move them over and sit in the back." ”

Seeing that except for the children in the first three rows, some of them are big and some are small, and the back are all arranged in order from short to tall, Ling Jiawen wanted to say that she and Dudu were the youngest children in the class, and they should be allowed to sit in the front.

But just as he wanted to speak, he was stopped by Dudu, and under the signal of his eyes, Ling Jiawen bit his lip and followed him unhappily to move the tables and chairs in the back.

There are a few tables and chairs on the back wall, and at a glance you can tell that they are all broken and left there. I don't know how long the tables and chairs have been piled up here, and they are full of dust.

Ling Jiawen was not happy on the spot.

This master is too much!

"Master, the tables and chairs here are all broken, and they are so dirty!" Ling Jiawen couldn't help but say.

"If it's broken, you can fix it first. If it's dirty, if there's water outside, go fetch water to wipe the tables and chairs clean. I'm curious, are the two of you at home Miss Young Master? If so, I will report to the head of the house at once, and let a special person serve you. If not, do it yourself. We don't have a servant in our private school who does things for you. ”

"Poof...... Hahaha! After Zou Fuzi's words were finished, a boy about five or six years old sitting at the front couldn't help but laugh.

Seeing him laughing, several children in the class laughed along.

And Zou Fuzi, when he heard that some children in the class were laughing at the two of them, not only did he not open his mouth to scold, but looked at these children who were sneering at Dudu with very doting eyes.

"Forget Xiaowen, let's do it ourselves."

Dudu kind of knows what's going on.

From the words that the master said when he ridiculed them, and then look at the brightly dressed children in the front row, who have become human spirits, how can you not know why this master scolded them?

This kind of snobbish, he didn't dare to say that he was the son of the Lord, he was afraid that once he said it, the weak heart of this master would be frightened and exploded.

Ling Jiawen followed Dudu to move a table that was so dirty that the dust had turned black to the last row, and then found two benches.

Seeing that one leg of the table was lame, and the whole table couldn't be stabilized, he went out and found a stone to put under the table, so that Xiao Zi could sharpen the stone smoothly through the space.

After fixing the table, the two men brought two small buckets of water and wiped the table and bench clean.

When the two little ones were working, the master ignored them at all and continued to teach his own lessons.

When Dudu and Lingjiawen finished sitting down, the two five or six-year-old boys on the side nodded to them in a friendly manner, which was regarded as a greeting.

Not long after he sat down, the master announced that he would end the class, rest for a quarter of an hour, and continue.

After that, he didn't even look at Dudu and them, and asked the boy who laughed at Dudu in the front row with a smile: "Little master, do you know the poetry skills taught by Master Fangcai?" ”

"Oh, yes. It's all over class, so you don't talk about it anymore. ”

As soon as the master heard that the other party would meet, a big chrysanthemum bloomed on his old face in an instant.

"It's good to know, it's okay to know. We're going to start composing poems in the next class, and the young master can think about what kind of poems to make first. If you need any help, you can go to the room next to you and come to the Master. ”

"Got it, that's verbose!" The boy waved his hand irritably, like a fly, and drove Zou away.

While Master Zou was talking to the boy, Dudu rubbed his head next to the other two boys sitting in the last row and asked, "Hello, my name is Lu Li, her name is Jiawen, you can call me Xiaoli, call her Xiaowen." We met for the first time, so please take care of us in the future. ”

Seeing that Dudu and Xiaowen are so polite and good-looking, the two children have a good impression of them.

"Hello, my name is Wang Wu, his name is Wang San, and we are brothers. We are all classmates in the same class, and if there is anything we need help with, as long as we can help, we will definitely help. ”

"Hello Ah Wu, I want to ask what is the name of the child who has a good relationship with the master?"

Wang Wu cautiously glanced at the front, and saw that the person in front of him didn't look at him here, so he cautiously whispered: "His name is Duan Geng, but he is a person with a lot of background and status, in this private school, you must not provoke him." The people sitting in the first three rows are people like us who can't afford to mess with. ”

Dudu frowned: "What the hell is he coming from?" What is the identity? ”

"His surname is Duan, what do you say he is?!" Wang Wu looked like he hated iron but not steel, and felt that Dudu was really special dirt buns.

The children who came here heard that they were surnamed Duan, Chai, Guan, and Murong, who would not have a heart, and then asked with fear what the relationship between these children and those elders was.

Only Dudu and Xiaowen, with a sluggish face, glanced at each other, and after seeing the incomparable confusion in each other's eyes, Ling Jiawen couldn't help but ask: "Do all the people with the surname Duan have identity?" What is the identity? Could it be the child of the Shenwu Sect Master? But...... They don't seem to have children, huh? The Sect Master of the Shenwu Sect only has two proud disciples! "Uncle Yan, he knows.