"Mr. Mu, this is all the archives of Chu Shantong." Anna placed the freshly printed material on her desk.

Mu Sinian glanced at it casually and learned that she was a garbage reporter who specialized in digging up sports star scandals and creating some sensational texts, so he gave a contemptuous "heh".

"You can call the president of Dongchen Sports Newspaper now and ask him to fire this Chu Shantong!"

"Yes, Mr. Mu, I'll do it right away."

"Wait," Mu Sinian called out to Anna, who was about to open the door and walk out of the office, "not only Dongchen Sports, but also all newspapers, media, news magazines, I don't want to see this person's name again." ”

Anna turned her head and bowed respectfully, "Yes, I'll call the various news companies immediately and relay your instructions. ”

At this time, Chu Shantong had no idea.

She disguised herself as a sweeper, and took a broom to clean the fallen leaves outside the second class of the year.

While cleaning, the mobile phone also secretly took pictures of Kexi's class.

When Mu Kexi's true identity is dug out, every photo she secretly takes can now be sold for a very high price.

Chu Shantong's mind was full of money.

In order not to be disturbed, she put her phone into airplane mode, completely unaware that she had been fired from the newspaper.

In the classroom of the second class, Kexi was in Chinese class.

Jiang Xinran wrote the words "Min Nong" on the blackboard, "Which student is willing to recite this poem?" ”

When Xiao Kexi heard that he was going to recite ancient poems, he instantly buried his head.

In the last Chinese exam, only Kexi failed in the class, scoring only 38 points.

Jiang Xinran swept his eyes and saw that almost all the classmates in the class had raised their hands, but Kexi lowered his head and tried to hide himself.

Thinking that she bowed like a little shrimp, cute and cute, Jiang Xinran had a smile between her eyebrows, "Kexi, can you recite it?" ”

"Huh?" The little girl who was named had to stand up.

Shen Jianing next to her reminded her in a whisper, "At noon on hoeing day, sweat drops fall into the soil." ”

It's too quiet!

But Xi's ears were pointed and he still didn't hear clearly, he frowned slightly, and read uncertainly, "The crane dances alone on the day of the crane, and the river shrimp on the dry land spits out." ”

The sneaky little movements of the two children are all in the eyes of the teacher.

Jiang Xinran didn't break it, but asked: "What do the two sentences you memorized just now mean?" Can Kexi explain? ”

Xiao Mengbao racked his brains to think about the meaning of the ancient poem, "One day, a very young white crane was dancing alone, and on the arid ground next to it, the river shrimp vomited ......"

The students were dumbfounded.

Kexi pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, and then added his conjecture, "Maybe the river shrimp are too thirsty, and then they saw the little white cranes dancing in circles all the time, so they vomited." ”

"Flutter!" One of them laughed, and the others couldn't help but follow, "Hahahaha......"

Even Jiang Xinran couldn't help but cover his mouth and smile.

"I'm sorry," the little girl blushed, "Did Kexi say something wrong?" ”

The corners of Su Ying's lips, who were sitting in the back seat of her, rose.

Hahaha, I thought she was very powerful, but she turned out to be a simple-minded fool with developed limbs, and she couldn't memorize such a simple poem.

Without raising her hand, Su Ying stood up directly, memorized the entire poem, and said the meaning accurately, and then said proudly: "I will memorize this poem when I am three or four years old." ”

She continued: "Although I lost to you in running, wrestling wrists, and dancing, Mu Kexi, my head is smarter than yours, and that's enough!" ”

The classmates, who were still smiling happily, put on a straight face.

"Who thinks that they won't be like, they will sing a song 'hoe day noon' and boast that they are smart, there is something wrong with this Su Ying, right? Narcissist? ”

"That's it!"

"And did Teacher Jiang ask her to answer?"

"As I said before, she's super rude."

was targeted by her classmates again, Su Ying was so angry that she crossed her hands on her hips and pouted so much that she could dry her clothes.

"Am I wrong? I'm just smarter than Mu Kexi, she can't even write such a simple poem, but I will! This time I won. ”

Everyone in the class looked at her with disdain in their eyes, "Huh! ”

Su Ying raised her head, "Actually, I don't care what you think, anyway, I know now, Mu Kexi is a fool, Brother Xingchen hates fools with low IQ the most, and he will definitely not like her!" ”

Jiang Xinran walked up to Su Ying and educated: "Su Ying, it's not right for you to say this. ”

"What's wrong with me? Is it wrong to say that the facts are true? Teacher, you're so strange, you can see that Mu Kexi's tablemate is secretly giving her a hint just now, right? You didn't punish them! ”

"Although Kexi can't memorize this poem, she has a lot of imagination, and I think Chinese is more than just rote memorization......

Su Ying interrupted her, "Teacher, don't explain, you are just partial to Mu Kexi, and no matter how much you say now, you are just making excuses to cover up." ”

Jiang Xinran was not angry.

She walked back to the podium, motioned for Kexi and Su Ying, who were standing, to sit down, and then smiled at the class and said, "The results of the survey of 21 countries in the world show that the imagination of primary and secondary school students in China ranks first.

Most schools have been stifling children's imaginations in search of standard answers. But Sancheng Primary School is different, we are cultivating talents, not training examination machines. ”

The teacher's words silence the noisy classroom.

"Su Ying, let me ask you a question, what do you think will happen after the snow melts?"

Su Ying was stunned for a moment, although she was surprised by the teacher's question, she still replied: "After the snow melts, of course it is water." ”

"Do you have any other answers?"

Completely opposite to when reciting ancient poems, no one in the class raised their hands this time, except for Kexi.

Jiang Xinran pointed at the little girl who was holding her little hand high, "Okay, Kexi, you say, what do you think will happen after the snow melts?" ”

Xiao Mengbao's big eyes were dyed with a halo, "After the snow melts, it's spring." ”

There was an exclamation in the classroom.

"Jianing, which of them do you think is right?"

Shen Jianing hesitated and said: "The standard answer should be Su Ying's, the snow melts is water, but I think Kexi is right, after the snow melts, spring will come." ”

"There is no standard answer to language! Language is a poetic subject, and great poets from ancient times to the present day have rich imaginations. ”

Jiang Xinran continued: "Compared to water after the snow melts, I personally prefer Kexi's answer. Today, let's start writing an essay with 'After the snow melts', and be sure to imagine it. ”

After class, the students all felt that they had a very vivid lesson, "Teacher Jiang said it so well! Today's composition is also interesting. ”

"Uh-huh, yes."

"And Kexi is so powerful, he can answer 'spring', I can't think of this."

"yes, yes, Kexi is awesome!"

(End of chapter)