While the three of them were talking in low voices, the classmates also came to the classroom and sat down one after another.
After a jingle bell rang in the courtyard, a man in his twenties walked in outside. The man came in and stood in front of the podium, and then shouted to the children in the audience who were all about ten years old: " Hello everyone!"
"Hello, teacher!" The students all stood up and shouted back when the teacher shouted.
"Please take a seat."
After everyone sat down, the teacher looked at Mo Ziyuan and the other three and said, "There are three new students in our class. Do you all know them?"
After the teacher's words, all the students in the class looked at the three of them, then shook their heads, and some shouted: "I don't know them."
It’s not surprising that people shouted that they didn’t know each other, the three of them were already a small team. Mo Ziyuan sat in the middle and wanted to talk to Murong Qingyuan, Han Chunlin said.
Murong Qingyuan looked unwilling to pay attention to other people. Han Chunlin had been talking to Mo Ziyuan. Although he also said a few words to the person who came up to ask questions, it was only a few words. He only said that we were new here. Yes, he didn’t even say his name.
After listening to the students' answers, the teacher introduced him, glanced at the notebook on the table, and read: "Murong Qingyuan."
Murong Qingyuan stood up when he heard his name being called.
The teacher looked at him and said, "Please introduce yourself to everyone first."
Murong Qingyuan nodded, "My name is Murong Qingyuan, from Luwan Village."
An introduction that couldn’t be simpler was followed by Mo Ziwan. Compared with Murong Qingyuan’s introduction, Mo Ziwan was slightly more detailed, “Hello everyone, my name is Mo Ziwan. I am four years old this year and I am also from Luwan Village. "
Everyone noticed Mo Ziwan's size, but when she told her that she was four years old, there were still exclamations in the classroom.
Four years old! What does a four-year-old do in school?
First I was surprised by her age, and then I had doubts! Even if he wanted to study at the age of four, he shouldn't be in their class. He should learn to read and speak first in Dingzi's class.
"Teacher, she is only four years old and doesn't understand anything. What is she doing here?"
Finally, a brave student stood up and asked questions.
The teacher was waiting for someone to ask this question. With a smile on his face, he was about to explain and hit the group of young people sitting next to him, but just as he was about to speak out, someone already spoke up.
"You don't understand. My sister Wanwan started to read and write at the age of two, and she started copying books to make money at the age of four. You don't understand anything."
Han Chunlin was no longer as nervous as before, and looked at the young man who stood up and said that Mo Ziwan didn't understand with a very unhappy look on his face.
The young man who spoke was not tall, with a round moon face, and he looked like a silly son of a landlord. Perhaps his family had some money and a lot of pampering, otherwise they would not have been able to support his bold and brainless behavior.
I don’t even think about it. If you can come in, you must have read books, and you don’t come here without knowing anything.
The fat man was indeed innocent. Even though Han Chunlin said it, he still looked disdainful and disbelieving, and even mocked, "I said I started studying when I was one year old!"
Han Chunlin was about to fight back when the teacher on the stage spoke, "Mo Ziyuan, have you read those books? Can you recite a paragraph for everyone?"
"Brother Chunlin is right. I started learning to read and read from my godfather when I was more than two years old. I have been studying for two years now. I have studied "The Analects of Confucius", "Mencius", "The Book of Songs", "Book of Rites", I also read some "University" and also read some other books."
After saying that this was not enough, he continued: "Among the books I read, the most read is "The Analects of Confucius". It is also true that Brother Chunlin said that I make money by copying books. It is the money I make from copying the Analects, not just I, brother Chunlin, also copied it, and brother Qingyuan also copied a copy a few days ago and sent it to the bookstore."
Mo Ziwan wanted to talk about copying books again, but it wouldn't be good to talk too much. Children can argue with each other, and she is an adult after all, but this matter is not just about her anymore.
You can't just watch Brother Chunlin fight for yourself while you remain indifferent!
Even if you are not arguing for yourself, you also want everyone to believe what brother Chunlin said.
Han Chunlin
Hearing her talk about copying books, he felt a little uncomfortable, but then he immediately put on a proud look.
Murong Qingyuan was relatively calm and glanced at the fat man coldly, "If you don't believe it, you can compare with her to see who of you has read more."
In fact, everyone was still skeptical about Han Chunlin's just rebuttal. Even when Mo Ziwan said it herself, everyone didn't believe it. They thought she was talking nonsense and thought she just flipped through the book when she said reading.
But after Murong Qingyuan's words, everyone gradually realized that they were serious.
The round-faced, chubby boy still didn’t believe it. After hearing about the competition, he was a little doubtful, but in the end doubt prevailed, “It’s a competition.”
So what if he studied for two years? He just learned a few words from his godfather and didn't even enter the school. How could he still be afraid of her?
The young teacher on the stage felt relaxed and happy. There would be no new lessons in this class. It would be great to have this kind of competition, and it would also allow other students in the class to see that there are people outside the world. They will learn more from Mo Ziwan in the future.
"Okay, I will be your referee as a teacher."
Mo Ziwan looked at the fat boy, "How do you want to compare?"
The fat boy thought for a while and said, "It's better than an endorsement."
Mo Ziwan: "Okay, what book do you want to memorize?"
After searching through his mind, the fat boy found that he seemed to have memorized a few articles. After thinking for a while, he said: "Then memorize the one you are most familiar with." Because this was also a course he was familiar with.
Although no matter what he chooses, he can win her without any suspense, but "The Analects" can defeat him even more.
After this idea came up, I quickly suppressed it. How could I, a man of several decades, still care about a child? But the arrow was already on the string and the bow was drawn, so all he had to do was let go and let go.
"Okay, let's compete with who can carry more, and the one who carries more will win!"
The fat boy agreed, "Okay."
Mo Ziyuan thought about letting him go first, but she was afraid that he would think that she only knew how to do it after listening to him. "I'll recite it first, and then you can recite it after I've finished reciting it."
The fat boy didn't refuse either.
Then Mo Ziwan started the endorsement competition.
Mo Ziwan's voice was as tender as a little girl's. She started from the beginning and memorized each word. Until a quarter of an hour later, Mo Ziwan still had no intention of stopping. Everyone finally believed that the little girl in front of them had really read it. There are many books, and they are really amazing.
At first, everyone did not believe it, but now the facts are in front of them, and everyone has to believe it.
It's just that everyone accepted and believed it, so it wouldn't cause direct embarrassment, but the fat boy standing aside was inexplicably embarrassed. If he had known that she was really powerful, he would definitely not be able to compete with her.
But how could anyone in the world have known it earlier!
