Feng Jiayu sighed: "Auntie, be more open-minded. It doesn't matter if you fail the exam, I'm here!"
"Do you think I'm confused?" Feng Weihuan forced a smile and took the candy from the little fat man's hand: "Thank you, Luo Ye."
He peeled off the candy wrapper and put the candy into his mouth, with a sweet expression on his face.
The little fat man rummaged through his purse again and found out two candies, gave one to Feng Jiayu and ate one for himself.
One and two children sit in rows and eat candies.
Feng Weihuan: "..." She kind of wants to go home.
Before the candy was finished, two pairs of parents with strange expressions came out of the house.
One of the couples was Luo Helin, the parents of the little fat man Luo Ye, and his wife Luo Dengshi.
Luo Ye said helplessly to Feng Jiayu: "It seems that he didn't do well in the exam."
He lowered his head and continued to rummage in his purse, and found a candy. Then he raised a bright smile and ran over: "Mom, eat candy. Your mood every day should be as sweet as candy."
After Luo Ye coaxed his mother, he immediately stopped smiling and taught his father seriously: "Dad, the road in life is difficult and tortuous, so you must be strong."
Feng Weihuan: "..." Don't you even change your lines?
She recognized Luo Ye's mother as a female concubine from the Royal Girls' School.
The arithmetic class taught by Master Deng was her weakest subject. However, Master Deng taught in simple and easy-to-understand terms and was very interesting. She also learned well, with low scores and passing the passing mark every time.
It is said that Master Deng married an official of Dali Temple, and the two got involved in a mathematical contest. The official defeated her.
so--
Feng Weihuan was struck by lightning again: Two academic masters also lost?
"Master Deng." Shocked, shocked, once a teacher, always a teacher, Feng Weihuan saluted respectfully.
The former Master Deng, and now the Luo Dengshi has not yet recovered from the exam just now. He was stunned for a moment, and then he recognized Feng Weihuan in a daze: "Princess Changle."
Feng Weihuan asked her in a low voice: "Master Deng, is that question difficult?"
Luo Dengshi nodded solemnly: "I didn't even understand the question."
Feng Weihuan: "......!!!"
At the same time, Luo Helin also bowed his hands to Feng Weihuan and said helplessly: "My wife's question was written in the Northern Xinjiang script. She is not proficient in the Northern Xinjiang script, but I do know it. However, my question was written in the Western Region script.
"
Feng Weihuan's vision went dark and he almost fainted.
Forget about arithmetic, why not take the foreign language test?! You can’t even make up this nonsense!
Xiaoyu, my aunt can't be strong anymore...
"Why do we need to take the test of Northern Xinjiang and Western Regions?" Luo Deng asked Feng Weihuan.
"Is there an atmosphere among the evaluators to learn other languages?" Luo Helin guessed.
"But we don't learn Northern Xinjiang and Western Regions." Luo Ye interjected innocently.
"If you don't learn now, it doesn't mean you won't learn in the future." Feng Jiayu said casually.
Feng Weihuan thought about the foreign language learning atmosphere in Prince Yan's Mansion: my mother and concubine don't know it, my grandmother doesn't know it, and my third brother should know a little bit, but he can only do the simplest "Hello" and "Have you eaten?" His father is young
I once went to the border to participate in the war, so I probably know how to...
King Yan, who is far away in Prince Yan's Mansion: Nv Goose, there is a kind of accompanying official called a "translator". Why do your father and I know Northern Xinjiang and Western Regions scripts? Well, I don't.
