305 Counting the Merry People Still Look at the Present
"This is the printed version." The student who shared the textbook with Sima Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the river up and down suddenly stops flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the tables and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!"...
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"This is the printed version." The student who shared the textbook with Sima Yi finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, there is nothing but vastness, and the river is flowing up and down."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the desks and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!" "This is the printed version." The man who shared the textbook with Sima Yi
The student finally couldn't stand it anymore and explained in a low voice.
Almost as soon as the words fell, Guang Luhai's knife eyes flew over. The pressure from the teacher made Sima Yi and the students hold their breath at the same time and became very nervous.
When Sima Yi realized how embarrassing his reaction was, he couldn't laugh or cry.
However, it was true that the two of them disrupted the class first, and Sima did not dare to say anything more. He lowered his head, looked at the contents of the book, and read it out under the guidance of Guang Luhai.
"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."
"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the rivers flowing up and down suddenly stopped flowing."
"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax figures ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God..."
Sima Yi was stunned, not because there were many unfamiliar words that he could not recognize, but because as soon as he had spoken these words, he had already noticed the magnificence in them and the broad mind of a poet.
The students’ chanting did not stop—
There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow their waists.
In the past, the Qi Emperor Qingwu was slightly less talented in literature, and the Tang Zongzong and Song Zu were slightly less elegant.
The genius of the generation, Genghis Khan, only knew how to bend a bow and shoot at giant eagles.
It's all gone, let's count the famous people, let's look at the present!
"So crazy!" Sima Yi stood up suddenly, his eyes were red and his whole body was shaking.
The students all stopped and looked at him, thinking that he was going to overturn the tables and chairs, but they saw this young Confucian scholar clasping his hands together and shouting: "I like it!"
