Chapter 1313: The school also has competition

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The Star Hall, the Green Bamboo Class, started a day of teaching.
Master Zhang Wenxuan looked at the class sitting on the chest and looking at his own child, nodding his head with satisfaction.
Picking up a homework in front of him, he glanced at his eyes and was satisfied, but the words he said were full of seriousness: "Zhang Donger, the writing is not correct enough, there is no strength, is it not going home to practice words?"
The child named Zhang Donger was only five years old, and the words immediately stood up and stuttered: "Father, Master, I, I practiced, but... But I accidentally fell yesterday..."
Before the words were finished, a child next to me said: "Master, Zhang Donger did not wrestle yesterday. He went home and ate a bowl of pig's trotters. He followed her mother to play at home and went back at night."
Zhang Wenxuan heard it and immediately raised his face: "Zhang Donger, is it?"
"Master, I didn't go out to play..."
"Yes! I saw it with my own eyes." The child who interjected said loudly: "Master, Master, I live next to his watch, next door, seeing it, how is it fake. Zhang Donger has no time to do his homework, it must be him. The next generation of people wrote..."
"Write it... Write it like this?" Zhang Wenxuan's face changed.
Look at Zhang Donger, who has already turned red, and shouted at the child next to him: "No, I don't, Feng Da, you talk! I am hitting you!"
Said, the two children are twisting together, you pull my hair, I grab your face. The rest of the children still care about the class, and they are excited to see each other.
"Snapped!"
Zhang Wen angered: "Let me, let me stop!"
Suddenly, it’s silent!
The children think of this in the classroom, bow down one by one, and sit back in battle, Zhang Donger and Feng Dahong are in the same place, dare not say anything.
"Stand to the old man, don't sit, stand in a whole class!" Zhang Wenxuan angered.
When he finished, he threw the paper and walked to the next child.
This is a girl, a goose egg face, a pair of hairpins, a small face powder and tender. Two small donkeys hang on the chest, the head is low, pick up their own homework and bow their heads to Zhang Wenxuan: "Master..."
The milk is so mad, there are still some vibrato, obviously it was just scared by Zhang Wenxuan.
Picking up the homework in the girl's hands, Zhang Wenxuan took a few glances, but the words that were not very correct were arranged neatly, which was good for a four-year-old child. He finally had a little more smile on his face. He said, "Well, it’s okay. Lin Zhilan, can you carry it?"
"The beginning of man, the nature is good. Sex is similar, Xi Xiangyuan. You don't teach, is moving. The way of teaching, you are special. The young mother, choose the neighbor. The child does not learn, break the machine..." The children's voice also had a vibrato, and it was finally a little smoother.
Didn't let Lin Zhilan finish, Zhang Wenxuan asked her to sit down and walked down to the next child.
Children who can enter the Qingzhu class, although they are rich in family wealth, do not lack money, but not every one does not learn nothing. After all, I still have great plasticity. I was strictly taught by my family. I was deterred by the Masters of the Star Museum for more than a month. Basically, I have already cultivated what the Master said and listened to. .
At least in the school, as for going home, it is another face.
Zhang Wenxuan was satisfied and dissatisfied with the lessons of more than a dozen children.
Intentional.
"Well, um, well written, it is worthy of being the son of the urban master." Rarely, Zhang Wenxuan also praised him and patted the shoulder of a nine-year-old boy in front of him. He smiled and said: "Wencai, very progressive, the word is good!"

"Thank you for your praise." Wei Liangcai stood up, but it was a calm road.
"Not proud, not arrogant, very good." Looking at the whole class of children, Zhang Wenxuan raised his voice: "See you, you have to learn from Wei Liangcai, not only go home to review homework, but also practice writing, I heard. ?"
"I heard, Master." The children answered in unison.
Wei Liangcai is the oldest student in the all-green bamboo class. His father is Wei Tianlin, a county in North County. He sent the only eldest son to the Star Hall. It is obviously a great hope for him.
Of course, Wei Liangcai did not let him down. From a young age, he was talented and talented. When he entered the Qingzhu class, he let several masters look at each other. The most praised is Wei Liangcai. Seeing that there are still half a year of childbearing test, for Wei Liangcai, even Dean Wu Deyi is full of expectations, let alone a few personally taught his master.
"Sit down, work hard." Zhang Wenxuan and Yue.
"Thank you, Master." After finishing, Wei Liangcai sat down, but could not control the triumph of his heart, and glanced at Nalan Changyi.
After all, the nine-year-old boy, although it is already bigger than others, is inevitably unable to control his inner excitement. Looking at this classmate who had been enrolled for a month, Wei Liangcai was actually curious and wondering.
As far as he learned from his father, after the Tianxing Pavilion recruited enough students in each period, it would not be collected again in the middle, unless anyone dropped out of school or left the Star Hall and vacated the extra quota. Otherwise, it is through the examination of each Master, and it is a special enrollment with extremely excellent results.
And this is called Nalan Changyi, it is so enrolled.
In the first time, Wei Liangcai, who has always been ranked first in the school, feels the deep pressure of the deep-hearted husband, and there is a sense of crisis that ‘place’ and ‘pamper’ will not be guaranteed.
For Nalan Changyi, Wei Liangcai has always had an inexplicable competitive heart, and even he can't say it himself. Why do you have such a mind for a child who is only five years old?
Nalan Changyi did not read Wei Liangcai. His homework was gone, and he did not know what the Master would say.
The eyes fell in front of Nalan Changyi, Zhang Wenxuan Shen Sheng: "Nalan Changyi, what about your homework?"
"Master, he didn't write!"
Suddenly, the sound of Liang Dong sounded next to him.
"Well, didn't you write?" Zhang Wenxuan was a little surprised.
"That is, Master, Nalan Changyi not only did not write, but also grabbed my homework to be his." Liang Dong took up a few pieces of paper that had just been torn away and sent it to Zhang Wenxuan: "Master, you see, this is my homework. I just wanted to rob me of Nalan Changyi. I also wrote his name on my homework. I was so angry that I tore it..."
As he said, he looked at Nalan Changyi with an angry look, as if he really did.
Zhang Wen was annoyed and turned to stare at Nalan Changyi: "Nalan Changyi, said, did you tear up your classmates' homework?"
"I don't have it." Nalan Changyi calmly said.
Although it is not expected that Liang Dong will be a slap in the face, but he has been in school for a month, he also knows roughly what Liang Dong is, not surprising.
I have heard about the incident that happened yesterday, Zhang Wenxuan.
Eyes pick: "Is it still?" He picked up the homework of Liang Dong and pointed at the torn big hole. He screamed in front of Nalan Changyi: "Look, what is this?" Isn't this that you tore up? In order to grab the classmates' homework, even write your own name, it is a fake, deceiving the Master!"
"Nalan Changyi, you know that you are sham at a young age. Are you so embarrassed?"
Looking at Zhang Wenxuan's beard, Nalan Changyi said seriously: "Master, I have no falsification, this homework is mine, Liang Dong..."
For fear of being exposed by Nalan Changyi, Liang Dong pre-emptively said: "Master, I don't lie, don't believe you can ask Li Wei."
Li Yu’s father, Li Yuan, was the slave of Feng Yuanhou. Although Li Wei grew up with Liang Dong from an early age, he could only become his follower. He immediately said:
Yes, Master, what I saw with my own eyes, is Nalan Changyi. Teared off Liang’s homework."
When I saw two people talking nonsense, Zhang Xiaobao couldn’t help himself, and got up and stuttered: "No, Master, not this, this is Nalan Changyi’s homework, was grabbed and robbed by Liang Dong, he tore ...not, it is long-lived..."
"Yes, it’s Nalan Changyi’s tear, Zhang Xiaobao, you’re right!

"It’s not a long tear, it’s a long-term homework..."
"It is Nalan Changyi to grab my homework, right!" Deliberately misinterpreting Zhang Xiaobao's words, Liang Dong loudly, his face flashed a trick. People like him who are in Houfu, although still young, have already seen the hearts of the backyard mother and father's side room, and have long been used to it.
Zhang Xiaobao was robbed of white. When he spoke, he stuttered. Where is Liang Dong’s opponent?
Zhang Wenxuan looked at Liang Dong, who was aggrieved, and looked at the expressionless Nalan Changyi. When he remembered their respective identities, the balance in their hearts was tilted unconsciously. He slammed the torn paper into the front of Nalan Changyi and said, "Nana Changyi, are you lying again?"
"It is obviously not your own homework, but also robbing the classmates. Now someone has proved that you did it. What else do you have to say?"
The transcript of the "Three Character Classics" only had been torn off the name. Nalan Changyi did not prove it. However, he looked up and looked at Wei Liangcai: "Wei, you have seen the process, you said to the Master, Is it that I lied, or that Liang Dong is lying."
This sentence, everyone did not expect, Liang Dong suddenly stunned.
He asked Li Wei to prove to himself that he did not expect Nalan Changyi to find a witness. This kid looks very smart and is not like a five-year-old child.
He was used to the eyes and conspiracy between adults, but did not expect a small peer in the school... Hey, no, four years younger than him, actually can not think of it.
Watched by everyone, even the eyes of the Master fell on him, and Wei Liang suddenly felt that his weight was not.
In the end, there was no panic. After all, he was with his father. Most of the people he met were also wealthy and wealthy. In the Qingzhu class, only a few classmates would make him look at each other. Even Liang Dong, if it was not for his family, he would not take care of him at all.
Disdain, disregard, too lazy!
But let Wei Liangcai testify to Nalan Changyi, he is not willing.
Feeling the flickering of Liang Dong's eyes, Wei Liangcai rushed to Zhang Wenxuan to give a gift, and then said: "Back to the Master, I just pretended to go home, did not see what happened between Nalan and Liang."