In the classroom, Huang Xiao looked at the more than 20 students present, including Zhu Youjian, Zhu Yujian and Fang Yizhi.
“When we learn knowledge, we must learn it and apply it. A lot of knowledge can be used in many places in daily life, bringing surprises to our lives!
We must be good at observing, thinking, and be patient. I hope you will maintain your curiosity about the world, constantly enrich your knowledge, and strive for a strong and prosperous civilization! "
Everyone was shocked in their hearts.
I really benefited a lot today. Who would have thought that calligraphy and painting can have such an effect!
The handling of King Xian, Liu Mei and others just now taught everyone a vivid lesson.
Everyone bowed in unison: "Thank you sir for your teaching, I will keep it in our hearts!"
Huang Xiao nodded.
Zuo Maodi said: "Sir, we heard that there will be a ceremony to sing the national anthem in tomorrow's celebration. We, the students, also want to add splendor to the celebration. We are asking for orders to line up to sing live tomorrow. I hope you will do it!"
Huang Xiao's heart moved and he smiled slightly. Isn't this a choir?
"Okay! How could I not agree if you are so patriotic? How was your song practice?"
Zuo Maodi was overjoyed and said with a smile: "I guarantee there will be no problem! In the afternoon, I went to check and found that the first-grade students were all very proficient in singing. Haha, I had this in mind when I was teaching songs. Otherwise, Students don’t dare to raise it rashly!”
Huang Xiao nodded: "Okay, it won't start until ten o'clock tomorrow. In the morning, we will just practice again. We will choose hundreds of primary school students. There will also be a singing group in the army tomorrow. You can just come together then."
Everyone was excited.
Zuo Maodi took out a book and folded it and handed it over: "Sir, this is the statement of the students and others about the tomorrow's sun and moon flag and the national anthem. Please correct it."
Huang Xiao took it with a smile: "Yes, this speed is very good!"
Huang Xiao looked at it and polished the specific details on the spot, saying: "I will have this sent to the newspaper and published in tomorrow's special issue of Daming Daily. The song and music score will also be attached. It's getting late. I Let’s go now, and you should leave early, so we have a long time to come.”
Everyone stood up.
"Congratulations, Your Majesty!"
Huang Xiao waved his hand back and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
He has this magical power and has appeared in front of others many times, so there is no need to be secretive.
Maoxiang and other students saw it for the first time and were immediately shocked.
Maoxiang was full of emotions: "Today is really an eye-opener. Not to mention the knowledge of the wise king, even Liu Mei Guanshi, such a weak woman, makes me feel inferior to such a weak woman. Such a strange woman is really admirable!"
Maoxiang was a man of outstanding literary talent, unrestrained and suave. He was a famous romantic talent in history. He had more than ten confidantees in records. He was also close friends with Chen Yuanyuan and others, not to mention the eight beauties of Qinhuai in the late Ming Dynasty. One of the stories about Dong Xiaowan is even more interesting.
Although he is only fourteen years old at this moment, he is still attracted by Liu Mei.
Zhu Youjian laughed out loud.
"Brother Bijiang, what you said is wrong!"
"Oh?" Maoxiang raised his eyebrows.
The rest of the people also looked at Zhu Youjian.
Zhu Youjian laughed.
"You said Guanshi Liu is a weak woman, haha, you are wrong. Do you know who Guanshi Liu was before?"
Everyone was even more curious.
Even Zhu Yujian looked at Zhu Youjian curiously.
Zhu Youjian was very excited when he saw the attention, and he stopped being pretentious.
"Back then, we traitor Li Yongfang sent people to assassinate the wise king and seriously injured him. Among the assassins was Miss Liu. She is both civilized and martial. Do you think she is a weak woman?"
Everyone was in an uproar.
Maoxiang looked at Zhu Youjian in disbelief.
"This...don't believe the king, don't talk nonsense, I don't believe it!"
Zhu Youjian smiled: "This matter is not a secret, but we don't talk about it deliberately. You don't know, and it's normal not to believe it. However, I am definitely not lying!"
Everyone had to believe it.
There are also people like Fang Yizhi who know the inside story, but they smile and say nothing.
Maoxiang exclaimed: "In this way, I am not wrong. Miss Liu is indeed a truly extraordinary woman!"
Zhu Youjian also sighed: "Now, just such a former assassin has become a senior executive in Dahuang Village, home to hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians!
I'm really impressed by the wise king's magnanimity. He repays evil with kindness and doesn't care about past grudges. It's really admirable! "
Everyone agreed with this statement and nodded.
Zhu Youjian continued: "However, there is another good story about this matter. At that time, Miss Liu lurked into Dahuang Village and worked as the deputy director of the soap factory under the jurisdiction of Shi Kefa, the former president of Daming Daily...
In the process of getting along with Shi Kefa, they exchanged feelings with each other, and were infected by the wise king's sincere feelings for the people. In the end, he confessed and was lenient...
Haha, speaking of which, the last shepherd of the large litter of fat pigs I now raise is Miss Liu Mei! However, I am far behind her. When she renovated the farm, she really meant it! It’s not like I fish for three days and dry the nets for two days, I’m really not as good as that! "
Zhu Youjian's shameful and self-deprecating words made everyone laugh.
Zhu Youjian continued: "Think about it, everyone, a beautiful woman like her, facing pig shit and urine all day long, still works hard and does everything by herself. This is not easy!"
"That day, when I was assigned to raise pigs in Nongwu Village, I saw President Shi and Miss Liu collecting pig manure together. Oh, what a great story! It's really enviable.
Everyone listened with great interest. Regardless of ancient or modern times, once the topic of men is associated with beautiful women, people are always so interested.
When they heard that the famous flower had an owner, everyone was as envious as Zhu Youjian, and Maoxiang even sighed in his heart.
"A few days ago, Qin Song sneaked into Nongwu Village and tried to take Miss Liu Mei away. She preferred to die. She was knocked unconscious by Qin Song's thieves. When she woke up, Miss Liu killed her relatives out of justice..."
Following Zhu Youjian's narration, everyone finally knew the whole story.
They were all amazed.
Fang Yizhi concluded: "So, no matter who you are, no matter what position you are in, as long as you don't forget your original intention, you will eventually shine one day. What happened today really benefited me a lot. Today's teacher's teachings, I We must keep it in mind, calm down, and strive to shine our light and heat as soon as possible!”
"Everyone, it's late at night. Tomorrow we have to attend the celebration to sing and serve the country with loyalty. We will continue to fight tomorrow!"
"good!"
"struggle!"
Everyone screamed as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood.
The students dispersed one by one, and Zhu Youjian looked at Zuo Maodi with a blushing face.
"Brother Zuo, can I attend tomorrow?"
"Huh?" Zuo Maodi looked at Zhu Youjian in surprise.
Zhu Youjian said hurriedly: "Brother Zuo please help me and give me the lyrics. I don't remember some of them clearly. Brother Zuo sings softly and I will write it. I promise to sing even without sleeping!"
Zuo Mao smiled for the first time: "Okay, welcome! Zuo, let's practice on the spot."
Zhu Youjian immediately went to get paper and pen.
Zuo Maodi sang softly.
Zhu You checks the pen and walks around the dragon.
…
After Zuo Maodi finished singing, he looked over and his eyes suddenly lit up.
"King Xin has extraordinary penmanship and is very skilled in calligraphy. I admire him."
Zhu Youjian was extremely happy to hear Zuo Maodi's praise and did not even dare to say so.
After Zhu Youjian wrote the lyrics, he solemnly thanked him again and left.
Downstairs, Wang Chengen stood in the cold wind.
"Daban, it's so late. I told you that you don't need to stay down here. You, let's go!"
Wang Chengen held a lantern and followed Zhu Youjian towards his residence under the moonlight.
"My dear companion, serve the country with loyalty. You can sing it, right?"
