Chapter 1006, Worry in vain
After introducing himself, Daozi glanced around the classroom, chose an empty seat at the front and sat down. Then he put down his schoolbag and slowly placed the storybooks, watercolor brushes, blank sketchbooks, wooden pencil case, arithmetic sticks, etc. prepared by Daohua on the table.
Rice is protective of things and knew how to put away his things when he was very young. When Rice Flower saw this, she consciously or unconsciously cultivated his ability to organize and store things.
Although he is still young, he can already organize his things very well. He is the one who has always been tidying up his toy room, and the maids are not allowed to enter.
Everyone was still a little dazed by Daozi's self-introduction. When they saw the "strange" things he took out, everyone in the classroom, including the teacher, focused their attention on him, silently watching his every move.
When the rice was ready, he looked up and found that everyone was looking at him, and he immediately grinned.
Mom said that children who love to laugh are the most popular, so he should laugh more!
Madam and other students: This guy looks a little stupid?
Xiao Morong and the others were also speechless. Of course, it was not because of Daozi's silly smile, but because they thought that Daozi had introduced herself, so how could they not?
Looking at the thirty or forty students in the classroom, Xiao Morong took a deep breath, stepped to the center, and began to introduce himself like Daozi.
"Hello everyone, my name is Xiao Morong. I'm eleven this year. I'll be studying and going to school with you all in the future. Please take care of me."
After saying that, he walked behind the rice and sat down.
Next are Xiao Mokuan and others.
The teacher felt a little nervous as he listened to the introductions of several people. These little guys all had the surname Xiao. Could they be the people he was thinking of?
At this time, the teacher's eyes changed when he looked at Daozi and the others. It was not that he wanted to curry favor with them, but that he felt it was troublesome.
The children of nobles and aristocrats cannot be beaten or scolded, and are the most difficult students to teach.
Hey, what is the dean doing? Why did he send him these students who should not be offended?
Do you still want him to teach properly?
Compared to the Master's inner reluctance, Daozi was quite happy. The Master didn't say anything, he just looked left and right, and when he saw someone looking at him, he grinned.
The little guy was very excited because it was his first class.
The teacher sighed. The person had already been sent here, and he couldn't ignore it, nor did he dare to ignore it. So he asked about Xiao Morong and the others' academic progress.
After asking the questions, Xiao Morong and Xiao Mokuan were taken directly to the class.
Xiao Morong received an elite education in the Fourth Prince's Mansion and had already learned the Four Books and Five Classics.
In order to stand out, Xiao Mokuan also studied hard. Although his learning progress was not as good as Xiao Morong, he was definitely better than most people in the academy.
Xiao Moqing and Xiao Mobao, one was favored and the other loved to enjoy life. Both of them did not like studying. They only knew a few more words than others and had no knowledge at all. So they were all left in the small class.
As for Xiao Moxu, his situation was similar to that of Daozi.
Daozi felt a little reluctant when he saw Xiao Morong and Xiao Mokuan leaving. Without two brothers, he would have two less helpers if someone bullied him.
But fortunately, his seventh brother, eighth brother, and tenth brother are all here, so he is not alone.
Xiao Moqing was a little bored. Seeing the teacher leave, he immediately walked to the rice table: "Rice."
Daozi interrupted Xiao Moqing: "Seventh brother, this is a school, you can't call me by my nickname anymore, you should teach me Moxi."
Xiao Moqing was speechless, but he didn't dwell on it. He pointed at the things on the table and asked, "What are these? They look really nice."
Hearing Xiao Moqing's question, everyone around pricked up their ears.
Although many people here are descendants of border guarding generals, the Xiliang generals are poor and have seen very little.
Seeing that everyone was looking at him, Daozi straightened himself, picked up the pencil case with a smile, opened it, and then introduced the ruler, numbers of various colors, and pinyin letters inside one by one.
When the teacher came back, he saw that everyone in the classroom was gathered together. Everyone was quiet, and only Daozi's voice could be heard echoing in the classroom.
He wanted to scold her, but after hearing what Daozi introduced, he swallowed his words.
"This is a ruler. You can use it to measure the length, thickness, and shape of objects."
"This is my arithmetic stick. I have only learned to count to fifty, and the arithmetic stick helps me remember."
"This is the pinyin alphabet. My dad said that once you learn it, you can teach yourself to read."
"This is a number letter, used for arithmetic."
"This is a storybook my mother drew for me. There are many stories in it. Look, the Calabash Brothers on my schoolbag are the characters in the stories. When I have time, I will tell you stories. I guarantee you have never heard of them before."
“And this is…”
Every time Daozi mentioned something, the eyes of the children around him would light up. After Daozi finished introducing something, Xiao Moqing immediately shouted, "After school, I want to ask Auntie for it too."
Xiao Mobao and Xiao Moxu quickly followed suit: "We want one too."
Daozi shook her head and spread her hands. "You can't have it. My mother is pregnant with a younger brother and sister, and my father doesn't want her to worry about them. I haven't had any new storybooks in a long time, and now I can only reluctantly read the old ones."
Xiao Moqing and the others immediately lost their composure.
"Ahem~"
At this time, the teacher, who had been eavesdropping for a while, coughed twice.
When everyone saw the Master coming, they immediately returned to their seats.
The Master looked at the things on Daozi's table. When he saw the pinyin letters and numbers on it, his eyes lit up and he walked over to Daozi with a smile:
"Student Xiao Moxi, can you lend these things to the teacher?"
Daozi looked at the teacher and remembered that his mother had told him to listen to the teacher before he left the house, so he nodded obediently: "Okay, teacher, but you can't break it for me, and you have to return it to me."
The teacher's mouth twitched: "Of course, how can I take away the students' things?" As he said that, he quickly took away all the things on the table, and took Daozi's schoolbag to put them in.
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After getting the things, the teacher directly told the children in the classroom to take a break, and then took the things and left the classroom.
Daozi looked at Xiao Moqing and the others in bewilderment: "Master, could it be that you've taken my things and ran away?"
Xiao Moqing curled his lips and said, "He wouldn't dare. If he really wants to run away, let your father catch him."
Daozi didn't quite agree: "I couldn't protect my things on my first day of school. Telling Dad, wouldn't that be too embarrassing?"
"Besides, when I was leaving, my mother told me that I had to figure out how to handle the issues that happened in the academy myself."
Xiao Mobao: "But we are still children. If we encounter problems, of course we have to ask adults to solve them."
Daozi thought about it and said: "Yes!"
Xiao Moqing put his arm around Daozi's shoulders and said, "Okay, forget about that for now. Tell us the story of the Calabash Brothers you just mentioned. It sounds really interesting."
Seeing that no one went out to play, Daozi was watching them from afar. Thinking of what his father had said last night, that he must not embarrass the palace in school, he puffed out his chest, imitated Xiao Yeyang, put his hands behind his back, and began to tell the story of Calabash Brothers with a stern face.
"A long, long time ago, there was a Gourd Mountain in the mountains."
When Xiao Yeyang secretly came over to see if his son was used to the class, Daozi had already stood on the table, reciting the story of the big boy fighting the snake demon in a rhythmic, emotional and gesticulating manner.
The children in the classroom were gathered around in three layers, some were surprised, some were sighing, some were excited, some were angry, and they were all listening attentively.
Xiao Yeyang looked at the rice that was in a trance: "."
It’s a pity that everyone at home was worried that Daozi would not be able to adapt to the academy, but it was all in vain.
(End of this chapter)
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