In order to be lazy for himself, Xia Yi proposed a new way of teaching, allowing students to stand in the lecture hall and explain his understanding to the teacher and other students, and this new way immediately spread throughout Longxiang Academy.

After Zong Ying and the others got out of class, they couldn't wait for the next week's class, and after they went back, they found someone to organize a 'temporary class' by themselves. In the past, the teachers who couldn't wait to forget the lecture hall after class, for the first time, they were interested in lecturing after class.

That night, in several teachers' mansions in Longxiang Academy, there were constant quarrels and loud noises, which provoked the surrounding neighbors to think that the family was fighting.

The next day, Xia Yi had just finished a night's cultivation, and was about to lie down in the quilt and squint for a while to replenish his energy, when suddenly his ears moved, and he heard a noise from the front yard.

didn't care about this, Xia Yi soon fell into a deep sleep.

It's just that he hadn't fallen asleep for a few minutes before his sister rushed in and shook him awake.

"Don't shake it, if you shake it again, my soul will be shaken by you. Xia Yi stretched on the bed, yawned and asked, "What's so urgent, the house is out of water?"

Seeing that he didn't care about it, Xia Ye thought of the mess he had caused, and choked angrily: "If you don't get up again, it's not as simple as walking through the water, our house will be demolished!"

"Who?!Who is so bold and dares to demolish our house?!Eat the bear's heart and leopard gall!" Xia Yi sat up from the bed, his ears moved slightly, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he heard some familiar voices.

"It's not your 'students' yet!" Xia Ye remembered the true identity and age of those students, and the voice of complaint involuntarily eased a lot.

"Zongying and them?" Xia Yi also heard that the familiar voices were his students, and couldn't help but feel strange: "What are they doing when they come to our house early in the morning?"

Xia Yi stretched his waist to look out, and found that the outside had just been polished, and it was still early. Although it is said that it is okay for a warrior to stay up late for a few nights without sleeping, he is still in a bad mood when he is disturbed so early.

After a busy day, who doesn't want to be able to clean up?

Xia Ye heard his brother ask, and complained with a gloomy face: "It's not the 'student lecture' you made the trouble!"

Xia Ye always didn't speak completely, Xia Yi didn't understand what was going on after listening to it for a long time, so he simply got up, got dressed, and went to the front yard to see what was going on.

When Xia Yi came to the living room in the front yard neatly dressed, he saw a group of students with their heads held high like fighting cocks.

"Mr. Xia, you're here!"

Several students saw that Xia Yi had finally appeared, and hurriedly got up to greet him.

Xia Yi waved his hand to signal them to sit down and talk, yawned, and asked with a confused face, "What happened when I came here so early in the morning?"

Someone immediately stood up and told Xia Yi about the matter.

When Xia Yi heard that they were going home, he also organized an extracurricular lecture hall, and almost swallowed the mouthwash tea prepared by Xia Ye into his stomach.

"Ahem!" Xia Yi choked and coughed vigorously.

Xia Ye hurriedly stepped forward and gently patted Xia Yi's back, and whispered to blame him for being too frizzy.

Xia Yi didn't have time to pay attention to his sister's nagging, but sighed.

"You've been in class for a day, and you're going back to organize the 'extracurricular lecture hall' at the end of the day, and you've been fighting all night, aren't you tired?" Xia Yi was a little difficult to understand their thoughts, just listening to it, he felt tired.

Several female teachers led by Zong Ying said a little shyly: "We thought it was very interesting, so we organized it ourselves in private, and no one thought that it would be argued all night." ”

A male teacher stood up and said with an impassioned expression: "Didn't Mr. Xia say that 'the more reason is argued, the clearer it becomes', and we think that the same is true of 'Tao', which is why we forget to sleep and eat so much." ”

Xia Yi pointed to his nose and asked a little confusedly, "Did I say that?"

The male teacher was stunned for a moment: "I said it in the lecture hall, did Mr. Xia forget?"

"Oh, oh, I seem to be a little impressed. Xia Yi coughed again and again, busy covering up the past. "Looks like you're having a breakdown. ”

Everyone nodded again and again, and immediately someone asked Xia Yi to give everyone an accurate answer.

Xia Yi picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea, and asked unhurriedly: "Accurate answer?

Everyone nodded hurriedly.

Xia Yi spit out the tea leaves back into the teacup, put the teacup back on the table, slowly looked around at everyone, and suddenly smiled.

"Otherwise, the wine banquet and barbecue agreed before will be held today. Xia Yi proposed.

Everyone was stunned, and they didn't understand why the topic was suddenly crooked to eat.

"Ahem!" Xia Ye had been listening, and when he heard his brother's unreliable advice, he immediately coughed and reminded him not to mess around in front of so many people.

Xia Yi rolled his eyes and said impatiently: "Just for an answer, you woke me up so early in the morning?"

The hall was silent, and everyone was a little confused about what Xia Yi wanted to say.

"An accurate answer, you are so greedy!" Xia Yi stood up, a little emotional, and seemed to be very angry.

Seeing Xia Yi's reaction, everyone gradually figured out that Mr. Xia was really angry, and they all obediently shrank in their positions at once, not daring to say anything.

Xia Yi smashed his mouth, and said angrily: "I'm all confused by you! The pursuit of an accurate answer is right, this heart is good, martial arts practitioners, without the pursuit of the ultimate ambition, it is difficult to achieve great things." However, I ask you a question, can any of you tell me an accurate answer, how many strokes does the word 'Tao' have?"

Someone immediately replied, and the summer night next to him raised his hand and replied: "A total of twelve paintings!"

Xia Yi pointed to his sister and praised: "Yes, at first glance, it is a good baby who writes properly." Then I said, I write a 'Tao' character in four or five strokes, is it okay?"

Everyone was stunned, and when they heard Xia Yi's words, they immediately thought of calligraphy, if according to this, the word 'Dao' can be written with four or five strokes, then the twelve paintings are not an accurate answer in a sense.

For a while, the hall fell into silence, and everyone was carefully pondering the examples cited by Xia Yi and understanding the philosophy contained in them.

Seeing that these guys were honest, Xia Yi clapped his hands and regained everyone's attention.

"You all go back and think about it, wait for the next class, I will ask you for an accurate answer! Now go back, clean up your appearance, and prepare for today's class and cultivation." ”

Xia Yi kicked back the problems caused by everyone.