Su Yingxue looked at the four people with playful smiles, and she was about to explode with anger.
If looks could kill, the look she looked at Jiang Yifeng was enough to cut Jiang Yifeng into pieces and cut him into pieces.
Ever since this man appeared, his obedient brother first went to a brothel, and then he even dared to deceive his wife. If nothing unexpected happened, they even went to Meishan.
It had only been two days, and he had led his brother to do so many bad things. If it had been longer, it would have been okay.
Thinking of this, Su Yingxue shouted angrily, "Kneel down."
Hearing these two words, Su Dongchu felt his soul tremble, his legs went weak out of control, and he was about to kneel down toward the ground.
However, when he was about to kneel down, he saw Jiang Yifeng not moving at all from the corner of his eye, so he forcibly controlled his body and did not kneel down.
My eldest brother didn’t even kneel down, why should I?
Thinking of this, Su Dongchu also cast his eyes towards him, as if to say, brother, don't worry, I won't embarrass you.
Wang Kun and Song Yuan noticed Su Dongchu's gaze and looked at Jiang Yifeng, then raised their heads, looking like they would rather die than surrender.
"..."
Jiang Yifeng felt the gazes of the three people, but he wanted to die.
Can you please stop looking at me?
I'm also very nervous now.
Kneel down if I ask you to do so. There is no way to survive if you resist. Giving in is the only option.
besides……
Don't turn your attention to me whenever something happens, making it look like I'm the mastermind.
Although Jiang Yifeng didn't want to stand out and wanted to be a coward, he also understood that relying on his three younger brothers would only lead to faster death, and he had to fight for a chance of survival for himself.
So, he took a step forward and asked, "Can I ask why you are kneeling?"
Su Yingxue snorted coldly, "Su Dongchu lied about being sick and asked his wife for sick leave. In fact, he followed you to Meishan. Do you know how dangerous it is there? What if something happens?"
"Is this why you asked him to kneel down?"
"Isn't it enough?"
"not enough!"
Jiang Yifeng sighed, with helplessness in his voice, "I told you last night that Su Dongchu is not suitable to be in the academy. It is not conducive to his poetry writing."
The master on the side frowned when he heard this, "It's not suitable to be in the academy. What do you mean by this?"
Jiang Yifeng cupped his hands towards the Master and explained: "Su Dongchu has a talent for poetry, and the Master must have known it, but the Master thinks that in the small space of the academy, can he really write poetry?"
"Why not?"
"Poetry pays attention to artistic conception. If you want to write about mountains, you must see mountains. If you want to write about water, you must see water. If you are only in the academy and have never seen mountains and rivers, how can you write about them?"
The master thought for a moment, nodded and affirmed: "It makes some sense."
Jiang Yifeng breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "Yesterday, Su Dongchu said that he wanted to write a poem describing the sufferings of the world. I happened to think of Meishan, so I took him to Meishan to experience the sufferings of the world, even if he lied in the process , it can only be regarded as a white lie."
Su Yingxue said angrily: "You are trying to make excuses."
Jiang Yifeng smiled and said, "I am stating the facts."
"Bring me the evidence."
"Come, let your sister and husband listen to the poem you wrote in Meishan."
When the master heard that Su Dongchu had written another poem, he suddenly became very interested and looked over with bright eyes.
"Well……"
Su Dongchu hesitated for a long time and did nothing.
Because he didn't compose poetry at all, Jiang Yifeng didn't give him any poetry to memorize.
Jiang Yifeng had long expected this result, and looked at Su Yingxue with reproach in his voice, "It's all your fault. This kid is already timid. You scolded him so loudly that all the poems he wrote were forgotten."
After hearing this, Wang Kun and Song Yuan felt that their eldest brother was so good at telling lies. Who didn't know that Su Dongchu was the most courageous person in the academy.
I believe he is cowardly!
It's better to believe that sows can climb trees!
"Let me help you recall it!"
Jiang Yifeng put one hand behind his back, pretending to think, and paced back and forth, "That was a poem Dong Chu wrote after seeing the victims fighting for a grain of rice, and the victims were starving to death everywhere. "
"Be kind to the farmers... Sow a grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. There is no idle land everywhere, and farmers are still starving to death!"
The master's eyes lit up, his eyes were red, and his breathing was rapid, "What a poem, this is another masterpiece! It will be as famous as the thoughts in the quiet night."
After hearing this comment, Su Yingxue's face became slightly better, but the scowl was still there.
She always felt that Su Dongchu could not fool around with Jiang Yifeng, otherwise he would waste his talent in poetry.
The Su family finally produced a literary star, but they couldn't let it be ruined by Jiang Yifeng.
At this time, the master asked: "Has Su Dongchu been following you these past two days?"
"Um!"
Jiang Yifeng nodded.
The master asked in confusion: "Su Dongchu has not written a single readable poem in the academy for three years. I want to ask you, how did you teach him to make him write three excellent poems in two days?"
Jiang Yifeng thought for a while and replied: "Juniors believe that students should be taught in accordance with their aptitude."
The master was stunned, "What does teaching students in accordance with their aptitude mean?"
"The so-called teaching in accordance with their aptitude means that teachers should start from the actual situation and individual differences of students and carry out differentiated teaching in a targeted manner, so that each student can maximize their strengths and avoid their weaknesses and achieve optimal development."
Teaching students in accordance with their aptitude was proposed by Confucius.
However, there is no Sage Confucius in this world, so there is no such thing as teaching students in accordance with their aptitude.
The Master thought for a while and said, "I seem to understand a little bit."
"That's why I still don't understand."
Jiang Yifeng did not give the Master face, and continued: "To give a simple example, although Su Dongchu has a talent for poetry, he must experience it personally. If he is locked up in the academy, he cannot understand the suffering of the world, how can he write poetry?"
"For another example, Song Yuan is good at memorizing numbers and can quickly memorize any number, but if he is asked to compose poems or memorize them, he cannot do it. Can we say that he is useless?"
"Wang Kun's poetry is not as good as Su Dongchu's, and his numbers are not as good as Song Yuan's, but he is good at observing words and emotions, good at thinking, and can skillfully handle relationships with others."
"Each of them has their own uniqueness, but the academy only teaches them how to obtain academic achievements, which greatly limits their growth and stifles their talents."
After listening to Jiang Yifeng's words, Master was stunned as if five thunders were striking his head.
As someone who has been teaching for half his life, he has always felt that there are some problems with the current education, but he cannot figure out what is wrong.
But at this moment, he finally understood what went wrong.
Teach students in accordance with their aptitude!
Instead of treating everyone equally!
Bringing into play the strengths of each student is the real teaching and educating!
"absurd!"
But at this moment, Su Yingxue snorted coldly, "You sound nice, but can their talents help them gain fame and enter the temple? If not, teaching students in accordance with their aptitude is a fallacy."
