Feng Shengrong relies on his age and qualifications, and he is the leader of the discipline, and he usually presses some gentlemen who are younger than him, especially the teachers in the subject he teaches, and everything is centered on him.

If you are accustomed to self-righteousness, you will become unsightly, perhaps you are old and confused, otherwise how could you say such unscrupulous words.

It's a pity that when I said it, I realized that I shouldn't have no scruples, and I shouldn't ignore my identity, but it's hard to collect it, and the words I say are also a mouthful of spit and a nail, how can I take it back?

Even if you have the heart to lick it back, it's disgusting and it can't work.

If it is said that he is someone else, Feng Shengrong still doesn't care, I am the biggest in the world.

But this person is the dean, and the old face of being said is red, and he speaks in a low voice, and he has no confidence, "Dean, don't I understand, it stands to reason that the first poem is so well written, and it doesn't make sense that it will change later, and it can't even be a poem, isn't it strange?"

Zhu Xuan didn't bother because of his explanation, but because of his explanation, they didn't know the problem he said, even if they knew that there was a big discrepancy between the front and back, they couldn't insist that someone copied it, not to mention whether they copied it or not, they didn't necessarily can't see it?

Besides, this matter has to be investigated, and it is very simple, she is only five years old when she is counted, they all know what is going on at home, the illiterate grandparents, and two foreign babies, and there are more people in the grandfather's family, and they are all illiterate in big characters, and the relatives on both sides are illiterate, they definitely can't make such poems, and then there is Han Shuxian, who treats her like a daughter.

They know better what level Han Shuxian is, he does a good job in learning and teaching, but these two poems should not be written by him. Learning is one's own, even if it is given to others, if you want to fulfill others, you can show your feet after all.

What's more, it's still to give a baby who is only five years old when he counts his virtual age, what's the use? If the boy can still help the baby gain some fame, but Wan Wan is a female baby, so she can't participate in the imperial examination, so what's the use of wanting this fame?

Let's talk about the latter one of the same mantra-like poems, although it's not a poem, but it's still very smooth to read, not to mention the first two, just look at the back of this nondescript poem, which is also quite remarkable, and it's not a four-year-old baby who can come up with it.

This poem is the same, but through the "poem", we can not only see the family situation of the "poet".

Saving a little money a day is not a portrayal of the life of the peasant family, reluctant to eat, reluctant to wear, even sick and reluctant to spend money to see, just want to save money, every day, every month, every year, I want to save more money.

There is life in the poem, and there is more to know from Han Shuxian's mouth: after the death of the Mo family's sons and daughters-in-law, life is even more difficult, it can be said that it is difficult to move an inch, and the life of the family is so poor that they can't even open the pot, but you can think about how much you save in ordinary life, and you can save all the savings.

Whether it is from the poem or the reaction of real life, it is enough to see how tenacious Mo Ziyun's heart is, and he is not good at being ambitious, and he is down-to-earth and slowly accumulates step by step, such a child will definitely be able to live his life in the future.

Whether it is the first two poems or the latter one, Zhu Xuan and the others gave Mo Ziyun a high evaluation in their hearts.

Therefore, Zhu Xuan didn't listen to Feng Shengrong's far-fetched explanation at all, and he didn't want to pay attention to him a sentence and a half, and now it is the best way to hang him. z.br>

So there's no rush in this matter, it's not the time to say now, it's important now.

With Zhu Xuan's voice, Feng Shengrong also stopped.

Although he stopped, Zhu Xuan and Liang Shouxing couldn't stop, every time Du Yi sent the poem manuscript to Liang Shouxing's hands, both of them looked at Mo Ziyun's poem manuscript with anticipation, even if they were disappointed again and again, they still couldn't help but look forward to the next one.

But it's not all about disappointment, after all, people are only four years old, and their expectations are too high!

Until the end of the poetry writing competition, the eyes of the two of them did not appear again full of light and amazement.

"The next thing to test is everyone's understanding of the poem, of course, what you don't understand, you can't understand

Chu's questions can also be asked to the judges present, and I believe this is a good opportunity to improve yourself."

After Du Yi finished speaking, Liang Shouxing first asked questions, to Han Shuxian and others, and then to Zhu Xuan, from the "Analects", "Book of Songs" to "Book of Rites" and ......, although the test did not leave the poem, but it was not all poetry.

The students are also very active, and such a rare opportunity must actively strive for questions, so that the judges on the field can solve their doubts and teach them.

Looking at the active students around her, Mo Ziyun was actually still surging and couldn't hide her excitement.

But no matter how excited she is, she doesn't raise her hand, and she doesn't test her fame, she just comes to the school to play soy sauce and join in the fun, so she won't go to grab the opportunity with them, and she won't care about saying that she is here to join in the fun.

Besides, they ask, they listen, and they don't necessarily have to raise their hands to learn.

Of course, she didn't forget the purpose of her visit, she didn't mainly come to participate in the poetry competition, she came to avenge her godfather.

Mo Ziyun glanced at Feng Shengrong from time to time, this old man won't stop there!

After thinking about it, do you still have to think of a way? Wouldn't it be in vain?

So Mo Ziyun was also ready to ask questions to find a topic, and she also planned to mention it to Feng Shengrong.

I really wanted to come to something, and when I fell asleep, I met someone handing me a pillow, and the person who handed it was the object of his revenge.

Just after Feng Shengrong explained the allusion to the students in the audience that "how can you sweep the world if you don't sweep a house", Mo Ziyun stood up, "May I ask Mr. Feng, what is the sweep in a house that is not swept?"

Feng Shengrong was trying to redeem his previous gaffe, and when he saw Mo Ziyun taking the initiative to ask him a question, he rarely changed his previous black face, and put on a kind but fake smile, "Good question, you can ask such a good question at a young age, it can be seen that you are listening carefully just now."

Then he explained, "This sweep was originally a sweep, but what we are talking about here is the management of housework, that is to say, only when all matters of housework are managed and handled well, family harmony can be effectively governed and dealt with in national affairs."

"Does housework mean laundry and cooking?" Mo Ziyun continued to pretend to be ignorant and asked.

Feng Shengrong scolded in his heart: stupid. But he continued to smile and went on to explain, "Housework is not just about laundry and cooking, but about all things in the house."

I'm afraid she still doesn't understand, so she gave some examples, "From the livelihood of supporting the family, to the laundry and cooking, these are all family affairs, and these things need to be taken care of."

Like Mo Ziyun, Han Shuxian was actually thinking of ways to embarrass Feng Shengrong, and after hearing Mo Ziyun's voice, she knew that she should have thought of a way, and thought a little sadly: My daughter is too capable, and being a father is light.

After hearing the latter words, he was even more happy to applaud, and guessed: The next thing should be to talk about his lax management of the family.

At this time, Han Shuxian also raised his spirits, and planned to interject when it was appropriate, and he couldn't just let Wan Wan talk to a little baby.

Feng Shengrong didn't know what the two of them were thinking, and he was still happy with Mo Ziyun's question, and even hoped that she would ask a few more questions, so that they could see that they were not fighting for her.

When Mo Ziyun wiped out a smile at Feng Shengrongqiang, Mo Ziyun asked again: "Is it okay for the children in the family to study, teach, and the elderly who are sick?"

Feng Shengrong replied without thinking about it: "Of course, even the livestock in the family can be counted."

Mo Ziyun seemed to suddenly realize, and said innocently: "I also have to learn to sweep the house, and when I grow up, I can sweep the country."

After a simple determination, he immediately got to the point: "You can't be like Xiang Yang in our class, like Feng Zhiyuan, they know how to play every day, they don't read books, and they bully people.

Teacher Chen said that they had been back many times, and every time they reasoned with them and let them study hard, and they couldn't bully people, but they didn't listen to Teacher Chen, and Teacher Chen lost weight. It must have been that the people in their family didn't clean it well, otherwise they wouldn't have bullied me every day."

Han Shuxian and Chen Xiangwan, who came in to see the excitement, almost couldn't hold back their laughter, but the others were no better than them

Go, especially Zhu Xuan and Liang Shouxing, thinking that when Han Shuxian brought Mo Ziyun in, he said mercilessly that he was a little girl, so he was not ready to stop Mo Ziyun in a loud voice, and she said that she had to let people be angry, otherwise wouldn't she suffer those beatings in vain.

Han Shuxian originally came to offend Feng Shengrong, and after Mo Ziyun said about me, he said loudly, "Shut up!" Then he shouted, "Say sorry to Mr. Chen!"

Mo Ziyun looked at Han Shuxian, continued to pretend to be ignorant, his eyes blinked, although he didn't ask what he meant, but Han Shuxian seemed to understand, and explained, "The person who just talked to you is the grandfather of your classmate Feng Zhiyuan."

Mo Ziyun was shocked, and immediately apologized obediently, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were Feng Zhiyuan's grandfather, if I had known that you were his grandfather, I wouldn't say that he didn't study hard, nor did she bully me, he didn't pull my hair, nor did he laugh at me for being a dumpling."

He bowed as he spoke, "I'll never say it again,"

When he raised his head and saw Chen Xiangwan who came in to see the excitement, his eyes blinked, and tears rolled down, "Teacher Chen, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have taken out the things in the class and said, I caused you trouble, you punish me, beat me!"

In the future, Feng Zhiyuan and Xiang Yang will bully me again, I will hide far away, and I will go home and tell my grandfather that when the class is finished this semester, I will not come to the academy, so as not to cause trouble for Teacher Chen."

I won't say it one by one, but I won't leave it.

Chen Xiangwan looked at the tearful baby and wanted to laugh, but felt distressed.