Wu Qinglan wanted to leave, but he failed to do so in the end.
He still has to go to class.
However, Mr. Dong Lai, after teaching this class, left with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.
Wu Qinglan sent him off with great respect as a disciple.
After half a cup of tea.
He returned to the classroom, looked at Cui Xian and smiled with emotion: "I believe that you will have great fortune in the future, but I never expected that this day would come so soon."
"Ode to the Goose" and "Two Poems of Pity the Peasants" made Cui Xian's name as a child prodigy heard by the gods and sung among the scholars.
But these are ultimately false.
So what is reality?
The disciple of a great Confucian scholar and the grand-disciple of a second-in-command!
At such a young age, he has talent, fame, and connections.
These three cards are invincible when played alone.
The combination is definitely a king bomb!
Therefore, although Wu Qinglan's words seemed to be full of emotion, they were actually full of envy.
Cui Xian stood up, straightened his clothes carefully, and bowed to Wu Qinglan as a disciple: "Xian has been poor since childhood and confined to the countryside. It is thanks to the master's wisdom and care for his talents that I have achieved my current fame."
"There are so many kinds of friendship, and it's hard to express them in words."
"Just now, I dared to compare myself to the Marquis of Ye, because..."
Speaking of this.
He raised his head and looked at Wu Qinglan with a smile, his eyes clear and sincere: "Because Master, you are also Principal Liu of Xian."
These words are definitely the students' most sincere respect and gratitude to their teachers.
No teacher can stand it!
Wu Qinglan naturally couldn't hold it back. His eyes became slightly moist, and the bitterness he felt before disappeared in an instant.
He tried hard to suppress his tears and smiled, "Okay, okay! Then I will quote the Book of Songs, Da Ya, and hope that you will be able to fly high in the sky and fish leap in the deep."
This is indeed a very sincere blessing.
Cui Xian thought for a moment and replied with a smile: "The student replied with a poem from the Book of Songs, Xiaoya. I hope that in the future you will be as imitative as a lofty mountain and as exemplary as a wise man."
What a wonderful saying, 'I admire lofty mountains and beautiful people'!
Wu Qinglan laughed heartily.
The two of them suddenly acted affectionate in class, leaving Zhuang Jin and others puzzled and confused.
Pei Jian couldn't help but mutter, "Master, we all know that you like Brother Xian the most. But it's not enough that you praise him every day. What's going on now?"
This is not 'corny'.
Because... this is to define this teacher-student relationship and to express blessings to each other.
Then say goodbye.
When Cui Xian officially becomes Mr. Dong Lai's apprentice, he will naturally take classes with his mentor.
Some people worship great scholars as their teachers in the classroom because of their knowledge and cleverness.
Some people are confused and stupid in class and don't know anything.
Alas, the gap.
What a gap!
Wu Qinglan sighed and said, "Forget it. You won't understand even if I tell you. Just eat more."
Pei Jian was overjoyed: "We're serving dinner early today?"
The other students' eyes also lit up, their faces filled with disbelief and surprise.
Wu Qinglan was furious: "You guys get excited just when I talk about eating! Just now when Mr. Dong Lai was giving a lecture, you couldn't even ask a question!"
"Cui Xian will be deducted two points, and everyone else will be deducted one point!"
"Pei Jian deducts two points."
Pei Jian:?
Targeting me, you are definitely targeting me!
The other side.
Mr. Dong Lai left with a smile on his face. When he was out of Wu Qinglan's sight, he could no longer pretend to be reserved and laughed triumphantly.
I have a disciple too!
Ji Fu, ah Ji Fu, you old thing!
I don't know where he got this crooked apprentice from, but he even dared to write a letter and show off to me.
Isn't my disciple a million times better than your ugly head? !
In short, Mr. Donglai was very excited.
He returned home excitedly and said to his servant, "Bring me pen, ink, paper and inkstone. I want to write a letter!"
When the servant saw that the master's smile was so worthless, he knew what was going on.
He immediately went to get pen and ink, and after thinking for a while, he specially took out a hundred more sheets of writing paper.
Mr. Dong Lai was busy writing a letter. Halfway through, he asked his servant to add another hundred sheets of writing paper.
In the end, a total of 47 letters were written.
The content of the letter, minus the bullshit, can be simply summarized as follows:
I have accepted a very awesome apprentice. I am specifically telling you that you don't have to come and congratulate me in person. Just send the gift for my apprentice.
The servant was greatly shocked.
He was carrying a basket full of letters and said seriously, "Master, the child prodigy is still young. If you are so high-profile, you will make countless enemies for him."
The disciple of a great scholar, and the disciple of a second-rate scholar.
This kind of identity will naturally attract attention and will definitely lead to countless people being dissatisfied and coveting it.
Because if you just step on him, you will become famous!
Mr. Donglai swung his sleeves and said, "You are my Donglai's apprentice, do you still want to keep a low profile? Since you can't keep a low profile, then I will be very high-profile and show my good apprentice a good name in the official circles and the world of Daliang."
"So that those guys who want to become famous by stepping on my apprentice can come here quickly!"
"Even if they don't come, my good disciples will have to go look for them in the future."
"At that time, I will build a seven-foot high platform for my good disciple to debate with the heroes, and invite famous scholars and young talents from all over the world to come to the stage to debate!"
The servant thought about the scene and rarely said anything to his master. Instead, he looked expectant and vaguely recalled the past.
This is certainly not simply arrogance.
Because every generation of great scholars rises in this way.
The process of debating with a group of heroes is the process of making up for one's academic deficiencies, discussing the truth, cultivating the mind, perfecting knowledge, and tempering oneself.
It is to sharpen one’s literary mind and courage!
It is said that there is no first in literature and no second in martial arts.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading!
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
