At noon, the three Ranta Road homeworkers returned home, while the remaining male students who had to continue their classes stayed in the school to eat.

Wang Ruofu's mother Liu led three female envoys carrying food boxes to come in from outside, and in a blink of an eye, all kinds of delicate fruits and hot and cold dishes filled the table.

Every time a dish is served, Liu's mother reports the name of the dish next to it, what "steamed fish lips with snow clams", "baked eel lake with osmanthus", "braised herring row" ......, all of which are bright in color and fragrant.

Because among the guests entertained this time were not only Zhuang Jun, who traveled from south to north and was well-informed, but also Qi Heng, who was born in a prince's family and had been clothed and fed since he was a child, in order to maintain the dignity of the Sheng family, Wang Ruofu used twelve points of thought when preparing meals.

She also sent someone to the restaurant in Bianjing, and spent a lot of money to consult the chef of the restaurant and learned the secret of stir-frying.

As a result, as soon as this carefully prepared meal came to the school, it really calmed the audience, and even Sheng Changbai had never seen such a good dish cooked at home.

Everyone very consciously implemented the six-character motto of "eating without saying a word", and all of them ate with their heads bored, and their luck was as fast as flying. During this period, it was inevitable that there would be some humiliating scrambles.

"This is mine!"

"Mine!"

"Changfeng, you spread out, otherwise be careful and let your brother beat you!"

"Beat it, beat it, and wait until I'm done eating this piece of meat......"

Seeing that the students were unproductive, Mr. Zhuang Junzhuang sighed heavily.

At this time, I don't know which guy who didn't know the height of the sky actually stretched out the fast son in front of Mr.

Zhuang Jun's face darkened, and he looked up angrily, only to see that the heir to his mantle was holding up a fast son, looking at him awkwardly.

"Teacher, I'm young, it's time to grow my body......"

"Get out!"

……

After lunch, Zhuang Jun continued to lecture.

In the morning class, Zhuang Jun's lectures are whimsical, and the side is full of fun, but in the afternoon class, the content of the lecture is much more boring.

In the first class, Zhuang Jun started from the most basic four books and explained the scriptures.

As the only son of Guogong, Qi Heng was enlightened at the age of seven, he was gifted since he was a child, and he thought very highly of himself, he boasted that he was also familiar with the Four Books and Five Classics, but today I listened to Zhuang Jun's Jingyi class for the first time, and I felt that fifty percent did not understand, and the remaining fifty percent only knew a little about it.

Can't keep up with one step, can't keep up with every step, the more Qi Heng listens, the more he feels like he is listening to a book from heaven, and he can't help but feel apprehensive in his heart, and subconsciously turns his head to look at his classmates.

Wei Chen sat next to Zhuang Jun's lecture with a round pier, and he didn't listen to the lecture at all, but took the book and read it by himself.

Sheng Changbai sat in the front row, sometimes nodding and smiling, sometimes closing his eyes and meditating, as if he was comparing what he had learned in the past.

Sheng Changfeng listened intently to the lecture, obviously keeping up with Zhuang Jun's lecture ideas, and occasionally frowned suspiciously, picked up the pen and wrote in the notebook.

Qi Heng was stunned.

I didn't understand the co-authorship?

Wei Chen and Sheng Changbai are just that, Qi Heng also has some understanding of their past deeds, and knows that these two are rare talents, and they were admitted to the student at a young age.

Especially Wei Chen, who is excellent in poetry and writing, talented and emotional, and was accepted by Zhuang Jun as a personal disciple, and has a small reputation in Bianjing, thousands of miles away.

Although Qi Heng was surprised by their performance in class, he was quite able to understand.

However, even Sheng Changfeng, the third son of the Sheng family, who was rumored to be unlearned and unskilled, performed better than himself, which made Qi Heng a little unacceptable.

Thinking of me Qi Heng, the proud son of the dignified Qi family, when I arrived at the Sheng Family School, I actually became a poor student at the end of the crane?

Shock, frustration, hesitation, all kinds of unspeakable emotions were intertwined, lingering in Qi Heng's heart, making his mood unable to calm down for a long time.

An hour later, Zhuang Jun's lecture ended, and the next time was for the students to ask questions.

Sheng Changbai was the first to get up, stepped forward to ask two questions, and after listening carefully to Zhuang Jun's answer, he returned satisfied.

Sheng Changfeng also opened the densely written small book, which recorded all the incomprehensions he had during the lecture.

Probably because his question was too pediatric, Sheng Changfeng was embarrassed to ask Zhuang Jun questions, but found Wei Chen, who was sitting at the podium.

After Wei Chen's explanation, Sheng Changfeng showed a look of sudden realization on his face, sat back in his seat happily with a small book, and wrote his experience in the blank space next to the question.

Seeing that the classmates were all going up to ask questions, Qi Heng was sitting uneasy below, and his expression was very embarrassed.

He had been thinking about the whole class, he hadn't kept up with the progress of the class at all, and he couldn't ask questions if he wanted to!

Zhuang Jun on the podium noticed Qi Heng's strange appearance and said, "Yuan Ruo, do you have any questions?" ”

"The students ......, and most of the students didn't understand." Qi Heng's face was flushed, and he finally told the truth.

Zhuang Jun was slightly stunned, and then smiled dumbly: "This is not for the teacher, I forgot that you haven't taken the children's test yet, and the foundation is much worse than theirs." ”

Now it's okay, the name of the bad student is solid. Feeling Sheng Changfeng's surprised gaze beside him, Qi Heng was so ashamed that he just wanted to quickly find a crack in the ground to get into.

Zhuang Jun raised his chin and motioned to Wei Chen on the side: "Xingyun, after each class in the future, you will tutor Yuan Ruo alone, and you must help him make up for the missing lessons." ”

Wei Chen felt bitter in his heart when he heard this, Sheng Changfeng and three orchids were not enough, so he stuffed me with another Qi Heng? Teacher, you're too easy to be the shopkeeper, aren't you?

However, Rao is Wei Chen is full of complaints, after all, the master's order cannot be violated, and Wei Chen can only bow down and obey the order.

"Yes, Teacher."

At the end of the afternoon class, Zhuang Jun assigned homework to the students, and then went to Shou'an Hall to talk to Mrs. Sheng, leaving Wei Chen to sit in charge, watching the students study on their own, and answering questions for them (mainly Qi Heng).

After dinner, Sanlan also returned to the school, followed the two brothers to study in the evening, and completed the homework assigned by Zhuang Jun by the way.

The homework received by the three Lan is different, Mo Lan is to memorize a 300-word "Female Ring", Ru Lan is to write three arithmetic problems, and Ming Lan is to write 50 "Yong" characters.

About half an hour later, Rulan poked Qi Heng beside her: "Brother Yuanruo...... I can't do this question?" ”

Qi Heng raised his head, saw the other party's ignorant and delicate face, and said a little confused: "Eh, fifth sister, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Today, there is an embankment with a width of two zhang, a width of eight feet, a height of four zhang, and a width of twelve feet and seven feet.

Qi Heng took a piece of paper as a manuscript paper, rustled and calculated for a long time, and finally shook his head in frustration: "I can't figure it out, otherwise you should go and ask Mr. Xiao, he seems to understand everything." ”

Thinking of Wei Chen's relaxed demeanor when he made up for himself alone after lunch, Qi Heng couldn't help but sigh secretly, there are people outside the people, and there are mountains outside the mountains, so if you don't accept it, you can't accept it!

Rulan turned her head sideways to look at Wei Chen, hesitated for a moment, and shouted, "Little sir." ”

"What?"

Rulan looked at Shang Weichen's clear eyes, her face flushed slightly, and she immediately said: "Little sir, I don't know this question, please take a look at it for me." ”

"Don't look at it." Wei Chen replied without raising his head: "Seven thousand one hundred and twelve feet." ”

Rulan was taken aback and said, "Little sir, I haven't said the topic yet!" ”

Wei Chen said: "When you and Yuan Ruo were talking just now, I heard it, and I have already counted it. ”

"Got it?" Rulan will be suspicious: "But you don't use pen and paper, and you don't use ...... calculations."