Wan Yuan Bao was woken up by the bell, he opened his sleepy and hazy eyes and was stunned for a while, after a while, he turned his head to look at Zhong Ling, only to see Zhong Ling still writing seriously.

He blinked, then looked around in astonishment.

I'm sure it's already afternoon class.

His eyes blinked again, wiped a handful of drool, tilted his body in the direction of Zhong Ling next to him, and looked at Zhong Ling in dismay: "You didn't take a break." ”

Zhong Ling lifted his eyes and glanced at him lightly.

"In the evening, there is more time to rest."

“……”

Wan Yuan Bao was dumbfounded.

Soon, Mr. entered the class.

Zhong Ling also put down his pen.

The rectangular face of Mr. Wu who walked in was older than that Mr. Lin, and he did not look as gentle and elegant as Mr. Lin, and his face looked more stern.

He taught mathematics, which is arithmetic.

This is the usual assignment of the academy here, with important Chinese classes in the mornings and numeracy and art classes in the afternoons.

Wu Guoan stood on the podium and glanced at the students in the classroom with a serious expression.

Every student puffed up their chests and didn't dare to slack off, because everyone knew that this Mr. Wu was quite old-fashioned and stern, and he could be said to be more fierce than Mr. Lin.

Wu Guoan swept around, his gaze paused slightly on Zhong Ling's face for a second.

Because during the meal, he heard Lin Wenting mention that Zhong Zhengzhi's sister-in-law was doing well today, so he took a second look.

After reading everyone and remembering those who missed class, Wu Guoan officially went to class.

He didn't check everyone's homework like Lin Wenting, but directly called to open the sixth chapter of nine chapters of arithmetic, and then continued to talk about what he talked about last semester.

Zhong Ling sat and listened very carefully for a while, and also wanted to know what is the difference in mathematics teaching now.

However, she listened for a while and realized that there was really nothing left to hear.

He talked about "equal loss," and he was calculating how to rationally arrange the transportation of millet and the distribution of conscription in various regions according to the conditions of population and distance.

It was too simple for her.

So, Zhong Ling opened the "Book of Shang", and continued to read and copy the content she had seen before.

Because Zhong Ling was sitting in the fifth row, and he was quietly copying there, Wu Guoan didn't notice any difference in his behavior, thinking that he was just taking notes.

But someone reported Zhong Ling.

It was a student named Hu Yingcai on the left side of Zhong Ling.

He took advantage of the gap to raise his hand, and after receiving Wu Guoan's signal, he got up and said, "Mr. Wu, Zhong Shuyu didn't listen to the lecture carefully, but read the Five Classics. ”

This is what Hu Ying saw with his neck.

Originally, he still doubted that Zhong Shuyu could even remember the arithmetic carefully, but when he saw what Zhong Shuyu did, he suddenly became energetic and reported Zhong Shuyu on the spot.

As soon as these words came out, all the students looked at Zhong Ling's side, and said in their hearts, there is another good show to watch now.

Sure enough, as soon as Wu Guoan heard this, his face lengthened at that time.

He walked quickly to Zhong Ling, and immediately saw the "Book of Shang" on the nine chapters of arithmetic.

Wu Guoan picked up the ring ruler and slapped it heavily on Zhong Ling's table, glaring at Zhong Ling and saying, "What are you doing?" Are you doing good math? I didn't listen to the lecture well, and I even read a textbook that has nothing to do with arithmetic!"

Wu Guoan is really very hot.

He knew that many students were not as attentive to mathematics as they were to the Four Books and the Five Classics because the imperial court valued literature over mathematics, and the proportion of mathematics was not so heavy.

But he really likes mathematics, so he doesn't ask for anything else, and in his class, he has to listen carefully to his lectures, and he can't show that kind of thinking.

Therefore, this kind of behavior of reading the Pentateuch in his class is absolutely intolerable to him.

Zhong Ling looked at the angry Wu Guoan, sighed in his heart, and was about to speak.

However, Wu Guoan did not give her a chance at all.

He didn't stop shouting like a cannonball: "Or do you just don't want to listen to my class?" If I don't want to hear you, get out of here and stand, I don't need a student like you! ”