The classroom is a very spacious room, at the front is the podium, and on the podium is also a low table, on which a thick stack of books is placed, and behind the low table is a huge vertical hanging, on which are six big characters, Han Nuo can only vaguely recognize a heavenly character. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

There are calligraphy and paintings hanging on the walls around him, all of which are big characters, Han Nuo still can't recognize them, but after careful observation, Han Nuo feels a different artistic conception, which is a kind of 'quiet' realm, always in a state of tranquility.

Slowly, after Han Nuo looked at the big characters and felt that his mood had completely calmed down, he lowered his head and looked at the dozen or so children around him, Han Nuo found that he was surrounded by boys, not a single girl, and more than twenty children were also strangely quiet at this time, all of them quietly observing the words around them.

Han Nuo turned his gaze to the table in front of him again, on which were a book, a few pieces of paper, and a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone that had shrunk by one size.

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At the end of the day, an old Taoist walked into the classroom slowly and leisurely with a ring ruler in his hand, and then slowly knelt on the podium above, his waist straight up!

All the children watched quietly as the old gentleman slowly walked up to the podium and then sat down......

"When-when-when-"

After three bells, the whole classroom seemed to become silent with the arrival of the old man, the old man raised his head, and then looked at the children indifferently, and a clear voice came out of his mouth: "My name is Wang Shi, you can call me Teacher Wang, now, open the books on your desk, turn to the first page!"

Han Nuoyi Yan opened the first glance and found that there were four small characters written horizontally on the first page, and this is the order of strokes below.

Wang Shi sat on top and said, "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang!

Han Cang was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed the group of children and read together: "Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang!"

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"Moisten the pen, open the inkstone, and grind the ink!" After the old man recited 'Heaven and Earth Xuanhuang' a few times, Han Nuo also unconsciously learned to put the pen on the pen and wash the pen like the old man, and then began to open the inkstone like the old man, poured a few drops of water, picked up the ink and grinded it gently.

After the old man put down the ink block, he began to learn to hold the pen and hold the pen.

didn't want to, after Han Nuo lifted the pen, he found something different, that is, his pen was very heavy, as if it was as heavy as a bamboo tube filled with mercury.

The movements of the children were unconsciously paused, and then they all looked at the old man.

At this time, the old man stood up, holding the ring ruler in his hand, walking on the wooden floor wearing clogs, pointing to the kneeling crowd and saying, "Now, practice holding the pen and lifting the pen for a quarter of an hour!"

Saying that, the old man began to guide everyone one by one in the way of holding the pen, and then just held the pen, straightened his waist and insisted, gradually, the soreness from the back and the soreness from the arms stimulated every child, including Han Nuo, who also felt back pain, arm pain, and most importantly, his feet felt numb and numb.

Wang Shi took the ring ruler and walked on the floor, and from time to time he used the ring ruler in his hand to gently tap on the shoulder of a child whose body was a little crooked, or whose arm had been lowered.

Han Nuo held the brush in his hand, a trace of incredulity flashed in his eyes, he had a different confidence in his own strength, but even the brush that he felt was very heavy still persisted in the hands of other children like him, which made Han Nuo feel very uncomfortable, as if the pride in his heart was trampled on.

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Han Nuo, who was rare to reflect, finally found that his pride was already a little blind and arrogant, and his unique experience still made him a little carried away, thinking, Han Nuo began to warn himself: Compared to those monks who were reincarnated as monks, he was really not a special change, and for those who were reincarnated and cultivated by immortals, he really did not have a slight advantage, so he should be cautious, careful, pragmatic, and down-to-earth......

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Han Nuo, who was constantly reflecting in his heart, unconsciously straightened his slightly bent waist again, raised his slightly lowered arm, and practiced straightening his waist and lifting the pen in strict accordance with the method said by Teacher Wang Shi......

Gradually, Han Nuo felt that his breathing was already a little short, and it was difficult to keep it smooth, when the clear voice of the old man Wang Shi sounded again: "Breathe according to my command, hold your breath - inhale - exhale - inhale - exhale ......"

Following the guidance of the old man Wang Shi and slowly adjusting his breathing, Han Nuo felt that his breathing was smoothed out again, and as he focused on the adjustment of his breathing, the physical exhaustion seemed to be negligible, and everyone seemed to unconsciously forget the physical exhaustion and ignore the passage of time......

"When-when-when-"

Three bells interrupted everyone's breathing interlude, and the old man Wang Shi wiped the sweat on his forehead a little tiredly, obviously guiding the children to breathe is not an easy task.

After the bell rang, a woman walked into the classroom with two huge food boxes and said loudly to Wang Shi: "Old man Wang, it's time to feed the children!"

"Got it, hand me the food box!" After Wang Shi replied, he took the two huge food boxes from the woman's hands, Han Nuo looked at the two huge food boxes, smelled the tempting fragrance coming from them, and his body unconsciously wanted to stand up, but, as if his feet were filled with lead, Han Nuo's feet were inseparable from the mat, this was not a big deal after pressing the numbness, but the reason why his feet were imprisoned on the mat.

Han Nuo finally understood why those children were obediently sitting on the mat and suffering, but there was no reason to leave the mat at all.

Somewhat amazed at the miraculous effect of this mat, Han Nuo could only sit down again, quietly watching Wang Shi take out a large bucket of crystal clear and fragrant rice from a huge food box, and then took out small bowls, scooped a spoonful in each wrist, and finally made twenty bowls of rice, Wang Shi served the rice on everyone's table one by one.

"Thank you, teacher!" When it was Han Nuo's turn, Han Nuo immediately took the bowl in Wang Shi's hand with both hands, and thanked him according to his habit.

"Well, polite child!" After hearing a thank you again, Wang Shi was obviously in a good mood, and after slightly encouraging Han Nuo, he served the last bowl of rice to the last child, and after some encouragement, Wang Shi returned to the podium.

All the children put the bowl on the low table, watched Wang Shi open the food box on the other table, and asked about the fragrance that came from it and was suddenly several times stronger, everyone unconsciously took a deep breath, and then spit out in unison......

In the other food box, it is divided into four layers, the first two layers are small fills three inches high, ten in each layer, covered with lids, it looks very tight, Wang Shi first divided the twenty jars to everyone, and then opened the last four layers, each layer is ten small bowls, Wang Shi just carried it and put two small bowls on everyone's table.

When Wang Shi put the two small bowls on Han Nuo's seat, after Han Nuo said thank you, his eyes were completely attracted by the dishes in the two small bowls, one was a vegetarian fried shiitake mushroom, and the other was like a vegetarian fried green vegetables, which looked very light, but it smelled full of fragrance, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance.

Could it be that this is a legendary medicinal diet? Han Nuo thought about it, and wanted to taste it, but he soon discovered an embarrassing problem: he didn't have the tools to eat, let alone absorb anything!

After Wang Shi finished dividing the dishes, he gently pinched up a handprint with his left hand, drank lightly in his mouth, "Solution!" and then said to everyone: "You guys are now following me one by one, matching according to the seat number, no trick-or-treating, otherwise you will hit the palm of your hand three times!"

Wang Shi said, and began to arrange for everyone to line up to go out of the classroom to the toilet on the side of the small courtyard to go to the toilet, and then absorb the ......

After washing his hands, Wang Shi led the children back to their seats and began to distribute chopsticks to eat...... While eating, Han Nuo tried to move his feet, but found that he had given up after his efforts were in vain.

After the meal, after the woman who delivered the meal came to clean up the mess, Wang Shi once again began to lead the children to read, practice holding the pen, and then began to write the first stroke, horizontal, first a hundred times.

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"Dangdang—"

After another bell rang, Han Nuo finally felt that he was relieved, and then, when he raised his head, Han Nuo found that his teacher Wang Shi was standing at the door of the classroom, shouting to the parents outside the house: "Take out your child's bamboo card, I shouted whose number, and then come and take your child, you know." By the way, when you go home, supervise your child to contact the basic strokes 100 times horizontally and vertically!

"Come on, come on!" Then, a strong man with a big voice hurriedly ran over with a bamboo sign in his hand, and said, "My son is No. 1!"

"Let's go in, help him get his pen, I'll hand it in tomorrow!" Wang Shi checked the bamboo card and called to the next one: "No. 2!"

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One by one, the parents obediently took out their children's bamboo cards and followed Wang Shi's shout into the classroom, and then led the additional children out of the back door of the classroom, everything seemed to be in order.

"Nineteen!"

"It's coming!" Outside the door, I finally waited for Han Tiezhu's nineteenth, and then, Han Tiezhu's tall and strong figure appeared in the classroom, and the whole classroom seemed to shrink all of a sudden under Han Tiezhu's figure, no matter how you look at it, it feels a little narrow.

"Tie Dan, it's time to go!" Han Tiezhu walked in front of Han Nuo, with a smile on his face, then put the bamboo card in his hand on the table, stood up with Han Nuo in his arms, took out the morality and leather bag hidden under the table, and said to Han Nuo: "Tie Dan, wash the pen, and then put the books in the schoolbag, let's go home!"

Hey, I can leave the mat again, Han Nuozheng was surprised, and was interrupted by Han Tiezhu, and then his eyes fell on the bamboo sign on the table, perhaps, it is the key!

Han Nuo thought about it, but his hands and feet were not slow, he quickly put away the books and brushes on the table and put them into his purse, and then took his father Han Tiezhu's hand and said, "Dad, let's go home, I miss my mother and the second egg a little bit!"

"Okay, let's go home!" Han Tiezhu took Han Nuo's hand and said, and walked out of the classroom, then walked out of the small courtyard, and walked out of the private school.

Since Han Nuo was almost in the penultimate position, the carriages outside the private school at this time were almost gone, and only a few were left. Under the illumination of the setting sun, a long shadow is pulled, and in the wilderness, the endless loneliness is reflected.

Unconsciously grabbed Han Tiezhu's big hand, as if only in this way would he have a sense of security, Han Nuo closely followed Han Tiezhu's pace.

After a pause, as if seeing a trace of fear in Han Nuo's heart, Han Tiezhu reflexively hugged Han Nuo tightly, and said, "Come, daddy hug, let's go home immediately!"

"Hmm!" Putting his head on Han Tiezhu's shoulder, feeling the endless sense of security and the fatherly love as thick as a mountain, Han Nuo's eyes were unconsciously moist, and his nose hummed heavily.

In the setting sun, the figures of a father and son seemed to melt together, stepped into the carriage, and drove the carriage into the endless mountains of the south.

Where, there is their home, the Forged Sword Castle.

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