Not long after the Master above had spoken, a commotion began below.
Chirping, you come and I go, everyone says his own thing, not paying any attention to the Master above.
Of course, there were some children who were so scared that they cried loudly because they were sitting alone for the first time away from their families.
In just a moment, if one person cries, others will start crying too, more or less.
He didn't know whether this was an expression of emotion or a herd mentality. When one person cries, everyone cries.
Ling Yun raised his head and took a peek at the master, only to find that he just smiled faintly and allowed the children below to cry, as if he had long been accustomed to it and let it go.
Looking back, Ling Yun found that the fat man sitting in front of him was neither crying nor making trouble, nor was he even in the mood to look around.
He felt very strange. When he stretched out his head to look, he seemed to have discovered a new world!
I saw the fat man leaning forward with his whole body, almost shrinking into the desk with his fat body, his head lowered and eating wildly with his mouth open.
This scene is like the two of them sneaking under the table to eat. It is so young and beautiful!
But that classroom no longer exists, where are they now?
Ling Yun felt that the fat man was devouring his food like a starving ghost reincarnated.
He grabbed handfuls and put them into his mouth, until his mouth was full and bulging. He was really afraid that he would accidentally choke himself.
If on the first day of school, a classmate choked to death due to overeating, would it become a headline in the academy? The more Ling Yun thought about it, the more likely it became.
The fat man ate for a while and seemed full, so he couldn't help but burp.
Looking around, he found that no one noticed him.
So when he turned around, he quietly noticed that Ling Yun was looking at him again, grabbed the meat pie in his hand, pointed at it, and whispered suspiciously: "Ling Yun, do you want some too?"
Ling Yun saw the grease stains on the corners of his mouth, and twitched his hands in disgust, quickly shaking his head: "No, no need."
The fat man didn't seem to notice anything unusual about Ling Yun. He leaned back and slowly approached Ling Yun with his oily mouth.
Ling Yun was startled for a moment and pulled up his stool to step back.
Then I thought, the action was too obvious, and I was afraid that it would hurt the fat man's fragile mind.
Cursing secretly is really troublesome!
"Come on, have some, it's delicious." The fat man greeted Ling Yun with the cake he just ate in his hand.
The cake in the fat man's hand looked very good, and looked very delicious and appetizing. Just taking a look at it, Ling Yun couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
"No, you can eat it yourself!"
Hearing Ling Yun's decisive refusal once again, Fatty looked a little disappointed.
He retracted his body unhappily, leaned forward on the table, and remained motionless.
Ling Yun couldn't bear to see the lost look and patted the fat man's back gently.
The fat man was weak and glanced at him without speaking. He was obviously hurt by his repeated rejection.
Little children are not only sensitive, but also very concerned about their self-esteem!
"I won't eat in class." Ling Yun looked at him and said seriously.
As soon as he said this, the fat man smiled and leaned over again.
"Then let's eat after class." The voice was like a mosquito, for fear that others would hear what they said.
Ling Yun smiled slightly and did not refuse.
Then he pointed to the corner of his mouth and said, "There is something here."
The fat man rolled his eyes, then stretched out his tongue and rolled the remaining food into his mouth, making Ling Yun stare.
He patted his forehead with his hand and couldn't help but sigh, how could he meet such a bad guy.
Oh my God!
After swallowing the residue at the corner of his mouth, the fat man did not forget to wipe it with his sleeve, "Ling Yun, help me see if there is anything else?"
Ling Yun's eyes lingered on the fat man's obviously valuable clothes for half a moment.
Looking at his sleeves that were stained with oil and completely contaminated, he rolled his eyes and sighed: "It's hopeless."
The fat man chuckled, "Ling Yun, you are so kind."
Ling Yun has a splitting headache. What kind of tiger and wolf words are these?
Where does this divine understanding come from?
Oh my God, just open your eyes!
Send someone to take this sloppy fat man away!
Ling Yun closed his eyes helplessly. Since he couldn't change, he closed his eyes.
Out of sight out of mind.
The master's eyes scanned everyone in the classroom. Almost everyone was immersed in their own things and no one noticed.
Ling Yun looked up, and the people on the stage also noticed this dark-skinned child.
Looking carefully, I found that this child seemed different from others. He didn't cry or make fuss, and he didn't even dodge his eyes.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
The master thought that this child had a good character, could keep his temper, and was not polluted by the external environment. He was a good candidate for the imperial examination.
Ling Yun didn't expect that just this look at each other would leave a good impression on his master!
If Ling Yun knew the thoughts in Master's heart at this moment, he would definitely want to look at him twice more, and it would not be an exaggeration to look at him affectionately.
However, Ling Yun's inner thought at this time was to see how the master would deal with such a noisy scene and how he would calm down the children at this time of their youth.
As he wished, after a while of tea, the master took out the ruler that Ling Yun had not seen for a long time.
There were cries and shouts all around.
"Quiet." The master shouted loudly, and the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Ling Yun was dumbfounded, and the master gave them a symbolic provocative look. He seemed to say, I will show you how powerful I am.
It has to be said that the children seem to have some natural fear of the Master above.
Just like when we used to face the class teacher when we were studying.
Even if he didn't speak, as soon as he stood there seriously, there was silence.
Now the academy master was the same. He just shouted loudly and the classroom suddenly became quiet.
Ling Yun felt that there was some metaphysics, which was so wonderful!
How did they get in? They knew what these two words meant. Even those who cried loudly were just sobbing quietly at this time.
"Starting from the first one on the left, come up one by one to receive the books." The master's voice was like a bell, echoing in the classroom.
Although the children are young, most of them who can enter the academy are intelligent people. After hearing the Master's words, they stepped forward to receive the books in an orderly manner.
Ling Yun vaguely remembered that when he was five years old, he was still playing in the mud in the village. Those days were the most carefree.
What happened next was a hardship he could never imagine. Thinking about it now, it feels like yesterday.
"Ling Yun, it's our turn." The fat man pushed Ling Yun, who was still in a daze.
The fat man was in front and he followed closely behind. There were four books in total, three of which were the Three Hundred Thousand books he had learned, and the other was the Disciple Rules.
Ling Yun carefully looked through the book with great interest and found that the quality of the book, both in terms of binding and writing, was indeed much better than the one in Li Chuan.
When Ling Yun returned to his seat, the master on the stage coughed twice and said slowly, "I will teach you the few books you just received. In the following days, I will be responsible for both the back and exams."
"You can call me Sir or Master. My surname is Zhang."
"Now sit down and open the Three Character Classic."
Some of them are good at recognizing the characters and know how to take out the Three-Character Sutra.
Some other people who had not been in contact either took out the Disciple Regulations or the Hundred Family Surnames. Anyway, some people took out the four books.
The person next to Ling Yun was having an argument with him at the table in front of him. One person was holding the Disciple Rules, and the other was holding the Hundred Family Surnames.
Both said that theirs was the Three Character Classic, and the two of them argued with each other red-faced. It was obvious that no one was convinced by the other.
"Tell me, is this the Three Character Classic?" At this time, the man sitting on the right side of the fat man poked the fat man's hand and asked expectantly.
The other person also stretched his head over, eagerly waiting for the fat man's answer.
The fat man was originally hesitating about which book to choose, but he was suddenly pulled and he was speechless.
After being stunned for a while, he turned around and looked at Ling Yun, and found that Ling Yun was different from what they were holding.
So he pulled out the same book as Ling Yun and showed off loudly, "Now, this is the Three Character Classic."
The two people looked at each other and realized that it was different from their own, so they hurriedly retorted, "I am the one who is right, and you are all wrong."
"You are talking nonsense, yours is wrong, only mine is true."
Ling Yun looked at the two people arguing with each other and couldn't help but feel dizzy, as if he saw two great sages talking in front of him.
I am real.
I am the real one.
They were chattering and quarreling non-stop. If it weren't for the existence of a master above, Ling Yun felt that they would have fought.
"You guys are just talking nonsense. Ling Yun must be right and you are all wrong." The moment Ling Yun saw the joke, the fat man stretched out his clothes, got into position, and squeezed in.
"You fart, you must be wrong." Unexpectedly, the two men turned back at the same time and retorted in unison.
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"Everyone be quiet." The master spoke again.
"Look, it's this one." The Master took the Three-Character Sutra in his hand and waved it towards them.
The two people who couldn't stop arguing found that what the master was holding was exactly the same as Ling Yun's, and they looked at each other.
"Humph", with a muffled grunt, the two of them turned to Ikkaku with their heads held high, neither of them paying attention to the other.
Ling Yun discovered that to teach children, one really needs to have a good temper and be calm so that he can bear it, otherwise he would feel a big head just looking at it.
If you meet a naughty person and don't fight him for a day, it will be like going to the house to reveal his tiles. Think about it, it will be so scary!
However, there was a system in ancient times that was very beneficial to teachers, that is, respecting teachers and teaching.
Because of the concept that once a teacher is always a father, teachers who taught children in ancient times were allowed to spank their children, really violently.
Ring boards and wooden sticks abound.
No, the master's ring board above him never leaves his body, and Ling Yun reveals a faint evil smile.
I thought about who would get off to a good start with Master’s warning stick.
Later generations of students cannot be scolded or beaten, and there are also some unreasonable parents.
Complaining against you at every turn has caused many teachers to switch from being responsible to teaching Buddhist teachings.
He doesn't know whether it is good or bad. He has different perspectives, different mentality towards the problem, and different results.
However, if the masters who taught children in ancient times could not be beaten or scolded, I estimate that many private schools and even academies would have to close down.
Ling Yun is not good at teaching children. He likes children, but because he likes a quiet place, he prefers well-behaved children.
This should be a common problem among adults! Which family's children are well-behaved and get significantly more favors.
This chapter has been completed!