The poetry competition started in the second half of the morning, and Han Shuxian came to the "C Class" two quarters of an hour before the competition, and stood at the door and looked at the classroom after coming.

It happened to be Chen Xiangwan in class, and after seeing Han Shuxian, he put down the book and walked to the door, and deliberately asked, "Is there something wrong with Mr. Han?"

Han Shuxian bowed his hand and said politely: "I'm disturbing Mr. Chen's class, I'm here to find Mo Ziyun, and I'm going to take her to see the poetry competition that will be held for a while, so I'll take a leave of absence for her first."

Chen Xiangwan knew about this a long time ago, and when this class was over, he was also going to see the old horseman's joke, "Okay, you wait a minute." After speaking, he turned his head to look at Mo Ziyun in the classroom, "Mo Ziyun, your godfather is looking for it, come out quickly!"

Mo Ziyun was very surprised that Han Shuxian came to him when he was in class, and he pestered him before to prevent him from coming to the class to find him, and he never said anything about his relationship with him in the class, not only did he not say it himself, but he also stopped Han Chunlin, and Murong Qingyuan didn't say anything. Chinese Net

I'm here to read, not to show off! What's more, I really don't have anything to show off!

Stopping Han Chunlin and Murong Qingyuan from shouting is also to let the two of them correct themselves, not to bully and show off how great they are that they have a father and an uncle in the academy.

It's just that this matter couldn't be concealed at all, but even if it couldn't be hidden, after everyone knew about it, the three of them never took it for anything, and there was nothing to show off.

The three of them are very low-key, so low-key that people forget that they also have backers, so they have boosted the arrogance of Feng Zhiyuan and others.

Now Han Shuxian is standing at the door of the classroom, and the children have already looked at Han Shuxian with Chen Xiangwan's pace, and now they are looking at Mo Ziyun with Chen Xiangwan's shout.

Yesterday, I said that I should not be afraid, and today I came to support myself, and sure enough, he still let him worry, and walked out of his seat to the door, "Godfather!"

Han Shuxian picked up Mo Ziyun, "Good!"

After Han Shuxian disappeared at the door of the classroom with Mo Ziyun, the eyes of the room turned to Han Chunlin again, who is the biological one?

Han Chunlin was also very sad, and could only secretly think: If there is someone in your family who is as smart as Wan Yun, I am afraid that your treatment is not as good as mine!

After Han Shuxian took Mo Ziyun away, he said on the way, "When I ask you to say it in a while, you can say everything you can think of."

Mo Ziyun nodded, "Hmm."

"Do you want to know why I didn't bring your brother Chunlin and brother Qingyuan?"

Mo Ziyun shook her head, "I don't know." But there is a conjecture in my heart, thinking that it is a bit too much to bring three.

Thinking like this, I felt that I had robbed Han Chunlin's love.

"The reason why Feng Zhiyuan knows your identity is just because his grandfather told him." Then the conversation changed, "It's not a thing, it's not worth saying anything, Feng Zhiyuan is just an ignorant little baby, it's right for you not to worry about him, so as not to waste your tongue and dirty yourself."

"But if you don't raise it, it's my father's fault, and my godfather, as Mr. Academy, should I remind some ignorant parents how to teach those stupid and naughty sons in the family?"

Mo Aster opened her mouth wide!

This is to take yourself to revenge!

After being surprised, the corners of his mouth turned up, but he replied very seriously, "Teach others to understand themselves first, and educate people to establish virtue first. As the head of the college, the godfather has the responsibility of correcting and supervising the students and all the gentlemen of the college."

Han Shuxian looked at her and said righteously, with a serious face, and the corners of his mouth also smiled, "Yes, that's it, but as a student of the academy, you also have the responsibility to point out the shortcomings of the teacher, which is the so-called teaching and learning."

"I see."

"Don't worry, godfather, I will definitely be a qualified student."

The two foxes, one old and one young, made a plan for revenge.

After the two came to the competition field, the venue was already full of people, and the students sat on both sides of the teachers on the stage, all eager to try, with an excited face.

After Han Shuxian brought Mo Ziyun in, he asked people to arrange a place for her and sit next to the students beside her.

As soon as he sat down, an old man with gray hair spoke, "It's really unruly, the woman doesn't stay at home to learn the rules, and she even comes to the school to join in the fun, it's not too moral!"

As soon as Han Shuxian was about to speak, Mo Ziyun pulled Han Shuxian's robe and said, "This old man, how can you say that reading is to join in the fun? When I was two years old, my grandparents asked me to follow my godfather to study hard, saying that only by reading can I understand things, and only by reading can I understand etiquette, so I know that incivility is not to speak! I didn't join in the fun, and neither did my brothers in the school, they were all studying hard."

Remember the words of my godfather, and the righteous words with a face!

Not only is it righteous, but it is also irrefutable! The academy is not a place to join in the fun!

From the dean to the students, they were all amazed by Mo Aster's boldness!

Only Han Shuxian pursed his lips and snickered! What a rude thing to say, Old Man Feng is not just an impolite person, he has read so many books in vain, and he has read them all into the stomach of a dog!

The old man was Feng Zhiyuan's grandfather, Feng Shengrong, and he glared angrily, "A yellow-mouthed child, with sharp teeth and sharp mouth, strong words."

Mo Ziyun was speechless!

Whether it is modern or ancient, there are some people who have lost their morality.

"To be old and not die is to be a thief!"

Han Shuxian unceremoniously followed after Feng Shengrong scolded Mo Ziyun's sharp teeth.

"You ......"

Feng Shengrong stood up angrily, but he was slapped on the shoulder, and saw that the person sitting next to him also stood up, with his hand on his shoulder: "The poetry competition will start soon!"

Feng Shengrong snorted, flicked his sleeves and sat down again.

After a small episode, the annual poetry contest officially began.

"There are bandit gentlemen, such as cutting, such as grinding" is talking about all students, all of you are carefully taught by my Songshan Academy, I hope that everyone can break through themselves in today's competition and achieve better results."

The person who spoke was also a teacher from the college, surnamed Du, in his name, and after congratulating everyone on their better results, he introduced the guests on the stage.

The dean sat in the middle position, with three people on the left and right, and on his left hand were Liang Shouxing, the senior Feng Shengrong, and the lecturer Bai Yusheng.

On the right-hand side are the seniors Dai Zhengfa, Han Shuxian, and the bookteller and the bookmaker.

After introducing everyone on the stage, Du Yi looked at Dean Zhu Xuan, who was sitting in the middle, "Please give me a question."

Dean Zhu got up and looked at the next radiant students, and said with a smile, "You are in the prime of life, so you might as well use the wind as the theme."

Du Yi ended up with the topic, "Please compose a poem on the theme of the wind, for a quarter of an hour."

Just after Du Yi's words, the thirty-five students at the beginning began to write.

A quarter of an hour later, Du Yi shouted, "Please hand in your poems in an orderly manner."

After Du Yi collected all the poems, he divided the thirty-five poems in his hand among the six people except Zhu Xuan.

Feng Shengrong looked at Liang Shouxing beside him, "Aren't there thirty-six people? Why is there one missing?"

Du Yi knew that he did it deliberately, although he felt that he had a small belly, but he still explained with a smile on his face, "The actual number of participants we have today is thirty-five, and Mo Ziyun just came to see it for a long time."

Feng Shengrong did not give up, "Since he is a student of our college and has entered the competition venue, of course he should be treated equally."

Han Shuxian got up and walked in front of Zhu Xuan, bowed and said, "I also ask the dean to agree that Mo Ziyun will also participate in this competition."

Han Shuxian wanted to embarrass Feng Shengrong, so he made preparations in advance, even if he brought Mo Ziyun to the competition site, he also asked Zhu Xuan in advance, in order to abide by the rules.

However, at that time, he said that he wanted her to come to see and understand, and he was sure that Feng Shengrong would be in trouble, so at this time, he stepped forward and said that Mo Ziyun would participate.

Zhu Xuan also knows some of Mo Ziyun's intelligence, but in the end, he is still young, how can he compare with a student who is already a child and a talented student. In addition, he was disgusted with Feng Shengrong's aggressiveness towards a little baby, so he said: "She is still young, she focuses on learning first, and she is not in a hurry to compete!"

Han Shuxian said: "What the dean said is true, but Mo Ziyun also likes poetry on weekdays, as Senior Feng said, since she is here, she should be considered to participate, even if she may not be able to make good poetry, it is good to practice and study." Again, he asked, "Please also ask the Dean for permission."

Mo Ziyun also got up and bowed to Zhu Xuan, "I am willing to participate, please ask the dean's grandfather to agree."

Zhu Xuan had to agree, "That's it! If you compose poems with everyone, you should exercise early."

It's just that this one was mentioned too early!

"Thank you, Dean."

"Thank you, Grandpa."

Writing poetry, Mo Ziyun is not good at all, even if she has read it for decades, she still can't, so she doesn't plan to be ugly, who makes this era no Tang poetry and Song lyrics?

Immediately, Du Yi ordered someone to send her a set of four treasures of the study.

After receiving the four treasures of the study, Mo Ziyun thanked her with a smile, hurriedly polished the ink, and wanted to write when she picked up the pen, but she couldn't go down for a long time.

I quickly thought about the poems about the wind in my head, and it took me a while to write.

"The sun is long and the mountains are far away, and the weather is cold and the white houses are poor. Chaimen heard the dog barking, and returned to the people on a snowy night."

Sister not only has to write, but also writes according to the situation!

But the scene where she couldn't put down her pen for a long time fell into Feng Shengrong's eyes, and a sneer immediately flashed.

Learning is not something that can be done by reading a few words and memorizing a few articles.

His idea is right, learning is indeed not something that can be done by being able to read, read, and endorse, but it can be used as a knowledge, and endorsement is also the foundation, which is accumulation.

Accumulate the knowledge of predecessors, and then derive what you feel and understand.

His mistake was that he never stood still, he was stubborn!

After the ink dried, Mo Ziyun walked on her short legs and handed over the finished masterpiece without hurrying.

Mo Ziyun was originally heading towards Du Yi, but Dean Zhu spoke, "Bring it to me, I'll first see how the youngest student in our academy writes poems?"

Mo Ziyun immediately turned around and walked towards Zhu Xuan.

When he arrived, he handed his hands to Zhu Xuan, and shouted obediently, "Thank you, Grandpa Dean."

Zhu Xuan's family has a lot of grandchildren, not to mention how smart, even such a well-behaved and polite appearance can't be compared, and said lovingly: "Good!"

Mo Ziyun bowed again after receiving a "good" compliment, and then turned around and walked to the seat.

I already like Mo Aster's well-behaved and polite, but I was completely stunned after seeing the poem manuscript in my hand, this is a four-year-old baby?

After being stunned, I read the poem repeatedly, thinking about the scenes depicted in the poem while reading silently, and the scenes unfolded from my mind, and I was even more frightened when I unfolded.

I'm only four years old! No wonder Han Shuxian would want to bring her here, no wonder he would want her to participate!

"Dean!" Du Yi shouted again.

The voice in his ear pulled back Zhu Xuan, whose thoughts had been carried away by the wind, and looked at the poem manuscript in Du Yi's hand, "But it was chosen?"