Now that the tasks and rewards had been discussed, Zhao Rong discussed some details with Zhu Yourong.
It was just that Zhao Rong had always asked for a cup of water from the well for making tea. Zhu Yourong hesitated slightly and said that he would try his best to get this thing. The specific amount could not be guaranteed for him.
Zhao Rong thought for a while, and agreed without any further pressure.
At this time, in the flower garden, he thought for a while and said slowly:
"One more thing, I can teach, and I promise not to be perfunctory, but what should I do if the students below refuse to obey? Many of them are older than me, so it is inevitable that this will happen. What's more, what should I do if some of them are perfunctory directly and blatantly? .”
Zhu Yourong nodded and chuckled:
"If the situation is really serious, you can come directly to Yilanxuan and talk to me. However, in order to facilitate your teaching, I will ask the seniors of the school where you teach to cooperate with you and assist you in teaching."
After finishing his words, Zhu Yourong turned to look at Yu Huaijin, who had been silent.
"Xuanji, the other five senior students are not here yet, are they in the waiting booth?"
Yu Huaijin was silent for a while under the gaze of the woman in Confucian robes, then raised his head and said respectfully: "Yes, teacher, Brother Han, Brother Gu and the others came early in the morning and are waiting in the pavilion."
On the side, Zhao Rong nodded slowly.
Zhu Yourong stood up and said with a smile: "Ziyu, Xuanji, let's go and meet together. I believe they will be satisfied with this arrangement and can solve the previous problems..."
About a stick of incense later, next to the gate of Yilanxuan courtyard, inside the waiting pavilion.
Zhu Yourong, Zhao Rong, Yu Huaijin and the other five senior students were all there.
It's just that a girl in blue ran away quickly after seeing Zhao Rong's figure in the distance not long ago. In her words, it was a tactical evasion.
But at this time, everyone in the pavilion didn't care about her absence, because there were more important things.
Gu Yiwu tilted his head and looked blankly at the student named Zhao Ziyu, looking up and down carefully, as if he had just met him.
Just now, Mr. Zhu introduced this person again in front of them, but this time, it was different from the casual introduction by Yu Huaijin. In addition to Mr. Zhu's friendly tone, what he said immediately made the five of them The senior's eyes looked shocked.
He is the new teaching assistant of Mr. Zhu’s calligraphy class? He will be fully responsible for the two schools in the future?
Gu Yiwu suspected that he had heard wrongly. He looked around at the expressions of his peers and found that he seemed to be the only one who was a bit suspicious.
"What do you think about this matter? Do you have any objections?" The woman's voice was clear and graceful.
Zhu Yourong looked around.
In the pavilion, there was silence for a moment.
The six Mochi seniors were all silent.
Many people looked at each other in confusion, and immediately they couldn't help but cast their eyes on Yu Huaijin, with some unexplainable meaning.
Normally, this Lord would be the first to stand up and object to something that sounds inappropriate, and then they would follow suit, but this time...
After a while, several other seniors did not wait for the expected Yu Huaijin to take the lead and step forward.
There was still silence in the pavilion, and Zhu Yourong's smiling eyes wandered over them.
Yu Huaijin held up her hands and closed her eyes without saying a word, just like a stone statue of a goddess standing on a cliff.
Several seniors gradually withdrew their gazes, except Han Wenfu, because he was more concerned about whether Yu Huaijin had eaten the red fruit than this guy named Zhao Ziyu suddenly became an assistant coach.
Han Wenfu was secretly anxious, and he began to wish that Yu Huaijin hated him so much that he could throw away the red fruit before... You must not eat it!
Zhu Yourong saw that several senior students, including Gu Yiwu, did not answer her words, neither agreed nor objected.
Zhu Yourong nodded slightly.
"Since there is no objection, it's settled. From today on, Tzuyu will be a teaching assistant in the calligraphy class, responsible for two classes. The seniors in the assigned schools should try their best to assist him in teaching. When I see Tzuyu in class,
It’s like meeting Mr. Me.”
The woman in Confucian robes spoke seriously, then turned to Zhao Rong and said with a smile: "Tzuyu, you're lucky."
Zhao Rong shook his head, his expression calm.
Gu Yiwu and others couldn't help but look sideways at this young student. He held his sleeves, lowered his eyes and pursed his lips, looking expressionless. Like Yu Huaijin, he stood beside Zhu Yourong. For some reason, there were many people in the pavilion.
Suddenly, I had a strange feeling. Apart from the mismatch between Zhao Rong's slender body and Yu Huaijin's short stature, in other aspects, the two seemed to be a surprisingly good match.
Could it be the second Yu Huaijin... But when we met just in the morning, he looked a little different, but he dared to touch Yu Huaijin's tiger whiskers and tease her with words. This person is definitely not a simple person.
Gu Yiwu's expression remained as usual and he thought to himself.
At this moment, Zhu Yourong raised his hand and tapped Hao Bai's clean forehead with his index finger. He thought for a moment and smiled, "Otherwise, let's leave Suixing Hall and Xiudao Hall to Tzuyu."
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. These are the two best schools among the six schools. As long as the seniors cooperate, it should be very convenient to teach them.
Yu Huaijin pursed his lips and lowered his eyes in silence.
Han Wenfu's eyelids twitched and he glanced sideways at Zhao Rong. The image of Zhao Rong handing a cucumber to Yu Huaijin as if there was no one around him just now flashed through his mind, and the latter accepted it. After that, it was the one that made him angry.
Zhu Guo was also picked up by her, and Han Wenfu felt that it was like... taking care of his face and accepting her!
Zhu Yourong said seriously: "I believe that Tzuyu can handle it well. Xuanji, Han Wenfu, what do you think? And Tzuyu, what about you?"
Zhao Rong said softly, "Mr. Zhu, I'm fine with you. You can make arrangements."
Yu Huaijin, who was like a stone statue, finally made some movement. She tilted her head slightly and glanced at Zhao Rong. After a while, she nodded lightly.
When Zhu Yourong saw this, the corners of his lips curled up, just now!
"Sir, how about... let's change it to another one," Han Wenfu said suddenly.
He turned his head, looked at Zhao Rong with a bright smile, and said in a sincere tone:
"My monastery is full of naughty students. They are very helpless and do not listen to my discipline. Only during class, under the eyes of the academy gentlemen, can they live quietly and behave well.
The same is true for art classes. Therefore, because I am afraid that Brother Zhao will be angry with those guys and affect his teaching, Mr. Zhu should change it. Brother Zhao, I am really sorry."
Han Wenfu smiled apologetically at Zhao Rong.
Zhao Rong raised his eyes, glanced at him, and then nodded with the same smile, "It's okay."
Everyone's eyes turned on the two of them.
Gu Yiwu curled his lips slightly, you, the students of the monastery, are obedient under your control, who are you fooling... However, Brother Yu didn't refuse this thing that sounded unreliable. She didn't always pay attention to the results of the mid-month exam.
? Shouldn’t we argue?
How is that possible... Gu Yiwu shook his head imperceptibly, and then couldn't help but glance at the old-fashioned woman who had been silent since she arrived.
"Is that so?" Zhu Yourong looked at Han Wenfu, who smiled helplessly and sincerely.
She nodded slowly.
"Then let's change it to another one. Suixingtang has decided it first, count one, and let me see the rest..."
Zhu Yourong looked around at the other four seniors in the pavilion.
Among the latter, many people quickly looked away or stared down at the ground to avoid her sight.
Zhu Yourong thought for a while, "Guangye Hall?"
Li Wenyuan twitched the corners of his mouth, quickly waved his hands, and then apologized to Zhu Yourong and Zhao Rong for another explanation, which was roughly similar to Han Wenfu's excuse just now.
Zhu Yourong frowned slightly, "Chengxintang?"
A senior who was staring at his toes, as if he wanted to take a closer look at a flower, shook his shoulders, coughed a few times, sighed and refused, and wanted to explain a few words, but Zhu Yourong shook his head at him, "Nothing.
"
Then, she moved her eyes away and looked at the next senior from Chongzhi Hall.
When Han Wenfu saw that everyone else refused, he glanced sideways at Zhao Rong.
Gu Yiwu suddenly said: "Sir, how about I, the Justice Hall."
Everyone around was stunned. Is there anyone coming up?
Zhao Rong, who had been waiting boredly, didn't expect it. He looked up at Gu Yiwu and blinked.
Zhu Yourong was also slightly startled. She let go of the Chongzhi Hall senior who had already shaken his head and refused to explain, and smiled at Gu Yiwu: "Justice Hall? Hmm. That's very good."
Several other seniors couldn't help but look at Gu Yiwu sideways, a bit like... looking at a fool.
Gu Yiwu raised his hand and touched the back of his head, met their eyes, grinned, and said nothing.
Zhu Yourong put his hands behind his back, looked at the students in the pavilion, nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied.
"Then it's settled, there is Suixing Hall and Zhengyi Hall. From today to the end of the mid-month exam, the second class will be taught by Assistant Professor Tzuyu. The remaining four classes will still be taught by Mr. and I. Well, I guess it should be done at this time.
It's more abundant." She blinked and smiled, "It's just that I'm sorry for Tzuyu."
Zhao Rong clasped his fists and said sincerely: "Mr. Zhu, you are so polite. I am duty-bound to share your worries and serve you students!"
Yu Huaijin couldn't help but turn his head and looked at the two people singing, quite speechless.
Why do you have such a tacit understanding?
Others in the pavilion didn't know why, thinking that this was really the case, and the eyes they looked at Zhao Rong also changed, with a little admiration.
Later, Zhu Yourong chatted with Zhao Rong and the seniors about the specific arrangements.
Not long after, after it was over, everyone in the pavilion was ready to disperse.
Seeing that nothing happened, Zhao Rong raised his feet to leave.
Zhu Yourong looked outside the pavilion to the left and right, but saw no girl. She frowned slightly and said softly: "Jingzi, why don't you come out?"
The people who were about to leave stopped and paused.
It was quiet for a moment inside and outside the pavilion. Suddenly, I saw a girl in blue walking out of the flower garden on the side. I took a closer look and saw who it was if it wasn't Jingzi.
However, at this time, in everyone's sight, there was something different about this previously unruly aunt.
Jingzi walked to the pavilion dejectedly holding a cup of hot tea. While Han Wenfu, Gu Yiwu and others were stunned, she ignored them, held the tea in both hands, came to Zhao Rong, and handed it to Zhao Rong respectfully.
The girl in blue whispered: "Zhao... Mr. Zhao, please have tea. I... Jing's posture was wrong before. I hope you won't take it to heart."
The air is somewhat silent.
Gu Yiwu and others looked at Zhao Rong with strange eyes.
…
Soon, everyone left Yilanxuan.
Gu Yiwu suddenly walked towards Zhao Rong, cupped his fists and saluted Zhao Rong, "That's lucky for you, Brother Zhao."
Zhao Rong smiled and shook his head.
Yu Huaijin, who was not far away, thought for a while and then came over. He was quiet for a moment and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Brother Zhao."
Zhao Rong suddenly turned his head and asked strangely: "Well, what did you call me?"
Yu Huaijin: "Brother Zhao?"
"No, cough cough." Zhao Rong put his hands behind his back, raised his head slightly, and glanced at her.
Yu Huaijin: “…………”
The old-fashioned woman understood and took a deep breath, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao."