In the school grounds of Wucheng Academy. "Quick, quick, stop him, stop him!"
"Go around them! Use reasonable collision! Yes, that's it, great, the ball has been scored!" There was a burst of cheers in the stadium.
"Pah, pah, pah." There was also a sound of clapping from the side of the court. Yun raised his hands and clapped twice. He smiled at Yu Zhouwen on the side and said: "Not bad, not bad, they played well, and they all played hard.
."'It plays better than the national football team in the previous life.' He thought again.
"Your Majesty is very complimentary." Yu Zhouwen said humbly. After Chen Ji, he was transferred from the Jiangwu Hall to serve as the Secretary-General of the Wucheng School.
"This is not a compliment. Both the Imperial Military Academy and the Imperial College have formed their own Cuju teams, and I have watched them play, but they can't play as well as these two teams." Yun said again.
"Your Majesty, Cuju is just for students to keep fit. What's more important is shooting and imperialism. Especially the students from the martial arts hall, who will go to various places to serve as generals after graduation. Those who are not good at Cuju will be very poor.
Normal." Yu Zhouwen said again.
When Yun heard this, he knew that Yu Zhouwen still didn't pay much attention to Cuju. He thought it was just a toy and had no other use except for physical exercise. Although he didn't show it obviously. But Yu Zhouwen's meaning was very obscure, and Yun also
It's hard to say much, I can only say a few words casually, seemingly unintentionally.
They chatted for a while, and as the referee's whistle blew, the game ended. Yun said: "Although these two teams had wins and losses, they both tried their best to compete with their opponents, and the final score was only one point apart."
, it can be seen that the strength is equal. I want to meet the main players of the two teams at the same time."
"Yes, Your Majesty." Yu Zhouwen agreed, walked to the pavilion where the two teams rested, and whispered a few words. Several people's faces immediately showed joy, but then became dim again.
After a while, Yu Zhouwen came over to Xiang Yun with four people.
"Xu Jingyu/Xue Juzheng of the sixth grade class have met Your Majesty." Two of them were the first to step forward and salute Yun.
"It turns out it's you two." Yun immediately smiled and said: 'I wonder why the people who worked closely together to score two goals just now look familiar. So it's you two.'
Both of them are familiar with each other. Xu Jingyu is Xu Yingxu's fourth son. Although he is not familiar with it, he has met it. As for Xue Juzheng, he is even more familiar. Xue Xiran's eldest son was often brought into the palace when he was a child. Although in recent years,
Because he was too old to enter the palace, Yun didn't see him often.
"You don't have to be formal. I am now the principal of Wucheng Academy. Just think of me as your teacher." Seeing that they did not dare to answer, Yun said again.
"The students have met the principal," Xue Juzheng said immediately. Xu Jingyu was stunned for a moment, and then said something quickly.
"That's right." Yun said with a smile: "Master, I saw that you guys are so good at Cuju. How did you practice it?"
"Principal, you once said that most of the skills in the world can be acquired through hard study and practice, and the same is true for Cuju. Now that the sport of Cuju has been picked up again, the rules set by the principal are different from the past Cuju.
Students who want to learn cannot find anyone to learn from them, so they can only practice hard after class so that they can play Cuju well." Xue Juzheng said in a calm tone, not nervous. He had met Yun too many times and was very familiar with his uncle.
Yun also made it clear that there was no need to be formal, and he couldn't get nervous even if he wanted to.
"Same for Jingyu?" Yun turned his head and looked at Xu Jingyu.
"Yes, yes, principal." Compared with Xue Juzheng, Xu Jingyu was much more nervous. Although he was a descendant of the Xu family, he was neither the eldest son nor the direct descendant. He was not taken seriously within the Xu family. He was scared to see his uncle, let alone
The emperor.
"Don't be nervous." Yun noticed his nervousness and said again.
"Principal, the students and Jing Yu are on the same team, and they have to cooperate with each other during the competition. If the students want to practice Cuju, they naturally have to practice with him." Xue Juzheng said at this time.
"Ju Zheng, practicing Cuju is a good thing, but you must not delay other courses because of it. Especially since you are already in the sixth grade and will graduate this year. Your schoolwork is heavier, so you must not be too obsessed with Cuju." Yun warned. Xue Juzheng knew him very well.
, I don’t like all kinds of courses that are memorized in the classroom. When I was starting school at home, I was often scolded and even beaten by Xue Xiran. Even if Xue Juzheng wanted to be a military commander instead of a civil servant in the future, he couldn’t do it because his grades in other courses were too poor.
"Principal, the student's grades in various courses are not bad, and he has not been delayed by playing Cuju." Xue Juzheng said.
"Your Majesty, Xue Juzheng's grades in various subjects are not only not bad, but also very good. Last year, Xue Juzheng's liberal arts score was 87 points, ranking seventh among dozens of students in the entire grade. The three subjects of classics, history, and Gezhi were respectively
17, 19, 17 points, etiquette, music, calligraphy, and mathematics. The scores in four subjects are also very good. As for the martial arts subject, he scored 91 points, ranking first."
"Xu Jingyu's grades are also very good. Last year, the liberal arts score was 89, ranking sixth; the martial arts score was 88, ranking third." Yu Zhouwen said at this time. There are hundreds of students in the whole school, so of course he can't
Remember them all; but the status of Xue Juzheng and Xu Jingyu was unusual, even in the Wucheng Academy where almost all of them were noble students. Yu Zhouwen remembered them more clearly.
"Your grades are so good!" Yun was surprised: "How did you get such good grades?"
"Principal, of course the students have been studying hard since they entered school." Xue Juzheng said seriously: "Since the students entered school, they have been studying hard. They never slack off except during the winter and summer vacations. There are also famous teachers and professors, so they naturally study well."
Xue Juzheng's words sounded false, but after talking with Yu Zhouwen and the class teacher of the sixth grade class, Yun discovered that what he said was true. Xue Juzheng studied very hard indeed. They didn't know what he was like at home during the holidays, but he did
Very hard, especially when practicing martial arts and Cuju.
Yun couldn't help but re-examine Xue Juzheng, and thought to himself: 'Ju Zheng behaves like this, so he can be given a heavy responsibility after he graduates from Wucheng Academy. Not only him, Xu Jingyu's grades are also very good, so he can also be given a heavy responsibility.'
While inspecting the ball, Yun said a few words to them. He also commented on what they did well and what they didn't do well when they were playing football, and asked them to retreat.
After that, the two main players of the Cuju team from another class walked up to Yun and saluted, but before they could say anything, Yun took one look and felt very strange. After they saluted, he immediately asked one of them: "Your name is Paul Dona?"
"Yes, Your Majesty. I gave him a Chinese name, Rodona."
"Are you someone who came from Europe with your parents at the end of the year before last and enrolled in the Five Cities Academy?"
"Yes, Your Majesty."
"Then why are you in sixth grade now?" Yun asked very puzzledly. At the end of the year before last, Alonso de Quijano, the envoy of the Kingdom of Castile, led envoys, artists, and scientists from many countries to come from Fu.
When they learned that the Ming Dynasty had established the Wucheng Academy, they couldn't help but request that they be allowed to visit, and that the children who settled in the Ming Dynasty could enroll in the school. Yun also agreed. But no matter what, they shouldn't be in sixth grade now.
.Logo Zelezklavyo’s son Anderle is already fifteen years old this year (fictitious), but he is still in the second grade.
"Your Majesty." Before Dona could speak, Yu Zhouwen came to Yun's side and talked about the reason. It turned out that Dona was actually still in the second grade, but he was already eighteen years old this year, and he was taller and taller than Yun.
The children in the same grade are much taller. He fell in love with the sport of Cuju as soon as he entered school, but because he grew too tall, the students in the other three classes said they could not accept someone so much older to participate in this grade.
Of course, during the Cuju competition, the teacher in the physical education class could only accept the requests of other students. But Dona really wanted to play football, and after coordination, he finally joined the senior Cuju team.
"That's it." Yun nodded, but another doubt arose: "Dona, the tuition fees at Wucheng Academy are not cheap, and your tuition fees have not been reduced or exempted. How can you afford to go to this school?" According to Yun,
As you know, those who came to Ming Dynasty at the end of the year before last year, except for the already famous Donatello and Ghiberti, were not wealthy and could not afford high tuition fees.
"Dona, you don't have to call me your majesty. Just call me the principal. You can also call yourself a student." Yun added.
"Your Majesty, Principal, the students' tuition was funded by Mr. Donatello. He wanted to have an assistant who knew Ming Dynasty very well, and was willing to spend a lot of money for this. So he funded the students. Mr. Donatello not only funded
I also sponsored another person to enroll in school. However, he is twelve years old this year and happens to be in the first grade. He does not have to go to the upper grade like a student who wants to play football." Dona answered.
"That's it." Yun nodded again and started chatting with him. Dona said: "Principal, the things taught in this school are very complete. According to Mr. Donatello, it is more complete than Fu's university and is more worthy of a university.
But the mathematics is too superficial. Mr. Donatello said that the mathematics taught at Fu's University is not only more detailed than that of Wucheng Academy, but also more in-depth. He believes that Wucheng Academy should strengthen mathematics education, after all, mathematics is very useful.
"
In response to Dona's remarks, Yun could only laugh. The purpose of the Ming Dynasty Five City Academy was different from that of European universities, and they could not be compared with each other. He instead said: "So, you like mathematics very much?"
"Yes, principal, students like mathematics very much. Not only because mathematics looks very wonderful, but also because mathematics is very useful in painting, and students like painting." Donat said.
"You like painting, and it just so happens that Donatello will hire you as his assistant in the future, which is a good thing." Yun said.
After that, they chatted for a few more words. Just as Yun was about to ask him to step down, a guard suddenly whispered in his ear: "Guan family, there is an urgent report coming from Bangladesh six hundred miles away!"
