Feng Shengrong relies on his age, qualifications, and being a subject leader. He always puts pressure on teachers who are junior to him, especially teachers in the subject he teaches. Everything is centered on him. .
Once you are used to self-righteousness, you become arrogant. Maybe you are old and confused, otherwise how could you say such careless words.
It's a pity that after speaking out, I realized that I shouldn't have no scruples, nor should I ignore my identity. But it's hard to take back the water, and the words I said are just like spitting and nailing. How can I take it back?
Even if you want to lick it back, it will be disgusting and it won't have any effect.
If it were someone else who was talking about him, Feng Shengrong would still be indifferent, I am the best in the world.
But this person was the dean. His face turned red after being criticized, and he spoke in a low and condescending manner. He had no confidence anymore, "Dean, am I confused? It stands to reason that the first poem was so good, but it makes no sense that it changed later on. So, isn’t it strange that it’s not even a poem?”
Zhu Xuan didn't feel better because of his explanation. On the contrary, he was even more displeased because of his explanation. How could they not know the problem he mentioned? Even if they knew that there were big discrepancies, they couldn't insist that he copied it. What's more, What's more, whether they copied it or not, they might not be able to see it?
Besides, it is very simple to investigate this matter. She is only five years old including her virtual age. They know everything about the family. Her grandparents are illiterate and there are two foreign children. There are more people in the maternal grandfather's family, too. Both of them are illiterate, and their relatives on both sides are illiterate. They must not be able to write such a poem. Then there is Han Shuxian who treats her like a daughter.
They know better what level Han Shuxian is. He is good at learning and teaching, but these two poems should not be written by him. If knowledge is yours, it is yours. Even if you hand it over to others, if you want to help others, your flaws will eventually be revealed.
What's more, it's still a child who is only five years old, including the actual age. What's the use? If the boy is a boy, he can still help him gain some fame, but since Wanwan is a girl and cannot take part in the imperial examination, what's the use of the fame?
Let’s talk about the mantra-like poem at the end. Although it can’t be called a poem, it still reads very smoothly. I don’t talk about the first two poems, but just read the nondescript poem at the end. It’s quite remarkable, and it’s not a four-year-old kid. I can figure it out.
Like this poem, we can not only see the family situation of the "poet" through the "poetry", but also the family situation of the "poet".
Saving a penny a day is not a reflection of the life of a farmer. He is reluctant to eat, wear clothes, and even spend money to see if he is sick. He just wants to save money, every day, every month, every year. Can save more money.
There is life in the poem, but I learned more from Han Shuxian: After the death of the Mo family's son and daughter-in-law, life became even more difficult. If you don’t open it, think about how frugally you live your daily life, and save everything you save.
Whether it is from the poem or the reaction in real life, it is enough to see how tenacious Mo Ziwan is. She does not aim too high and is down-to-earth and accumulates step by step. Such a child will definitely be able to Life is getting better.
Whether it was the first two poems or the following one, Zhu Xuan and Mo Ziyuan both spoke highly of her in their hearts.
Therefore, Zhu Xuan didn't listen to Feng Shengrong's far-fetched explanation at all, and he didn't even want to pay attention to a word he said. It was the best way to ignore him now. .z.br>
So there is no rush on this matter. Now is not the time to talk about this. Business is more important now.
After Zhu Xuan spoke up, Feng Shengrong also stopped.
Although he calmed down, Zhu Xuan and Liang Shouxing could not. Every time after Du Yi sent the poem manuscript to Liang Shouxing, they both looked at Mo Ziwan's poem manuscript with expectation, even if they were disappointed again and again. , I still can’t help but look forward to the next one.
But it's not entirely disappointing. After all, they are only four years old, so their expectations are too high!
Until the end of the poetry writing competition, neither of the two people's eyes were bright and stunning again.
"The next thing that will be tested is everyone's understanding of poetry. Of course, what do you not understand?
Chu’s questions can also be asked to the judges present. I believe this is a good opportunity to improve yourself. "
After Du Yi finished speaking, Liang Shouxing was the first to ask questions, then to Han Shuxian and others, then to Zhu Xuan, from the Analects of Confucius, the Book of Songs to the Book of Rites... Although the test was not without poetry, it was not all poetry.
The students are also very active. With such a rare opportunity, they must actively ask questions in order to ask the judges on the field to answer their questions and teach them.
Looking at the proactive students around her, Mo Ziwan was actually still very excited and could not hide her excitement.
But no matter how excited she was, she didn't raise her hand, and she didn't take any merit examinations. She just came to the school to play soy sauce and join in the fun, so she didn't compete with them for opportunities. She didn't care at all and said that she was just here to join in the fun.
Besides, they ask and listen by themselves, and they don’t necessarily have to raise their hands to learn something.
Of course, she didn't forget the purpose of her coming. She didn't come mainly to participate in the poetry competition, she came to take revenge with her godfather.
Mo Ziwan glanced at Feng Shengrong from time to time. This old man wouldn't just stop talking!
After thinking about it, I still need to find a way? Why not come in vain?
So Mo Ziyuan also prepared to ask questions to find a topic, and she also planned to ask Feng Shengrong specifically.
It really comes to mind. When I dozed off, someone handed me a pillow, and the person who handed it to me was the target of my revenge.
Just after Feng Shengrong explained to the students in the audience the allusion of "How to sweep the world without sweeping a house", Mo Ziwan stood up and asked, "Teacher Feng, what is sweeping in a house that is not swept?"
Feng Shengrong was about to recover from his previous gaffe. When he saw Mo Ziyuan taking the initiative to ask him a question, he rarely changed his previous black face and put on a kind but fake smile. "That's a good question. You can ask such a question at such a young age." Good question, it shows that I was listening carefully just now."
Then he explained, "This sweeper originally meant sweeping the floor, but what we are talking about here is managing housework. That is to say, only by managing and handling housework, can the family be harmonious and have the power to manage national affairs."
"Does housework mean laundry and cooking?" Mo Ziwan continued to ask, pretending to be confused.
Feng Shengrong cursed in his heart: stupid. But he continued to put on a smile on his face and continued to explain, "Housework doesn't just refer to things like washing and cooking, it refers to everything at home."
Afraid that she still didn't understand, I gave some more examples, "From making a living to support the family, to doing laundry and cooking, these are all household affairs, and these things need to be handled well."
Like Mo Ziwan, Han Shuxian was actually thinking of ways to embarrass Feng Shengrong. After hearing Mo Ziwan's voice, she knew that she must have thought of a way. She thought with a little sadness: My daughter is too capable, and it's easy to be a father. Province.
After hearing what he said next, he was so happy that he wanted to clap his hands and applaud, and he also guessed: Next, he should be talking about his lax management of the family.
At this time, Han Shuxian also cheered up and planned to intervene when the time was right. He couldn't just let Wan Wan, a little kid, talk.
Feng Shengrong didn't know what the two of them were thinking. He was still happy with Mo Ziwan's questions and even hoped that she would ask a few more questions so that they could see that he was not right about her.
When Feng Shengrong wiped out a smile, Mo Ziwan asked again: "Does it count if the children in the family study and teach, and the elderly are sick?"
Feng Shengrong replied without thinking: "Of course, even the livestock at home can be included."
Mo Ziyuan seemed to suddenly realize it, and said innocently: "I also want to learn to clean the house, and when I grow up, I can sweep the country."
After some simple determination, he immediately got to the point: "We can't be like Xiang Yang and Feng Zhiyuan in our class. They play every day, don't read, and bully others.
Teacher Chen said that they had gone back many times, and every time he reasoned with them and told them to study hard, and also told them not to bully others, but they did not listen to Teacher Chen, which made Teacher Chen lose weight. It must be that someone in their family didn't do the cleaning well, otherwise they wouldn't bully me every day. "
Han Shuxian and Chen Xiangwan, who came in to watch the excitement, almost couldn't hold back their laughter, but the others were no better than them.
Go, especially Zhu Xuan and Liang Shouxing. Thinking that when Han Shuxian brought Mo Ziwan in, he said mercilessly that she was a little girl, they were not ready to stop Mo Ziwan. Let her speak. You have to let people vent their anger, otherwise it would be like getting those beatings in vain.
Han Shuxian was originally here to offend Feng Shengrong. As soon as Mo Ziyuan mentioned me, he said: "Shut up!" and then shouted: "Hurry up and say sorry to Mr. Chen!"
Mo Ziwan looked at Han Shuxian and continued to pretend to be ignorant. She blinked. Although she didn't ask what she meant, Han Shuxian seemed to understand and explained: "The person who just spoke to you is the grandfather of your classmate Feng Zhiyuan."
Mo Ziyuan was shocked and immediately apologized obediently, "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were Feng Zhiyuan's grandfather. If I had known that you were his grandfather, I wouldn't have said that he didn't study hard, nor would I have said that she was bullying. Me, he didn’t pull my hair or make fun of me as a bumpkin.”
He bowed as he said, "I will never say it again in the future."
He raised his head and saw Chen Xiangwan who had come in to watch the fun. He blinked and tears rolled down his eyes. "Teacher Chen, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have brought up what happened in class. I caused trouble for you. Please punish me." Come on, hit me!
From now on, if Feng Zhiyuan and Xiang Yang bully me again, I will stay away. When I go home, I will tell my father that I will not come to the college after the semester is over, so as not to cause trouble to Teacher Chen. "
I stopped talking one by one, but I didn’t leave every sentence.
Chen Xiangwan looked at the baby with tears on his face and wanted to laugh, but felt distressed at the same time.
