Chapter 1420

"No, there are countless teachers at home." Mo Yufan carelessly perfunctory, Xiaobei is on behalf of the small emperor.

No matter how good Changsheng college is, it can't compare with those really talented Taifu and his party.

Small two smile carefully look at the night north, although see clothes material is good, people also spirit, but also didn't see what?

Does the family have an academy?

So many teachers?

He would never have thought that the unknown child in front of him was the emperor of Dai Guo primary school!

"Sophomore, who is that child?" Night North for the first time to see students assessment, very novel, ran out of the elegant room, lying on the balcony, see the hall of the sir, students.

Small two corners of the mouth slightly smoke: you are all children, OK?

Looking in the direction of his fingers, he saw a little boy standing in front of him. He was fat and clumsy. His chin was high and his face was arrogant, as if he was supercilious.

"He's the eldest son of ten thousand people who are not known here. He's six years old. He began to practice calligraphy last year. It's said that he changed four or five teachers in a year..." the second child lowered his voice and whispered, his eyes a little scared.

"He answered all the questions just now. He should be very smart. Is it because the gentlemen are stupid and can't teach him how to change so many gentlemen?" Night North puzzled lift an eye.

Small two unnatural light cough a few: "this... Is not like this... Heard is too domineering some, drove the gentleman away."

It is said that it is not that the gentlemen are too stupid to teach the child, but that they can't stand his arrogance and egotism.

The second child has been running up and down the restaurant all morning, so he knows something about the assessment. The question that the gentleman asked is clear that other children can answer it, but the young master Wan is ahead of others and won't be answered.

We dare not speak out, so we have to let him show up.

"Sophomore, I want drunk chicken, braised eggplant, Squirrel Fish, Mapo Tofu..." Mo Yufan ordered more than ten kinds of vegetables at one go.

The second child wrote it down one by one, then left the room and handed the list to the kitchen.

Mo Yufan saw that yebei had been looking down, and the children answered the questions with a smile: "does Xiaobei want to study in Changsheng college?"

"No Yebei shook his head: "I just wonder why they all like reading and writing."

Mo Yufan heard yebei's voice and frowned: "don't Xiaobei like reading and writing?"

"I don't like it." Yebei admitted it very directly.

"I like to fly kites with my mother, eat delicious food made by my mother, play with my cousins, go to the river to pick lotus flowers, take little tiger to the mountain to look for rabbits... These things are much more interesting than reading and writing."

Mo Yufan touched yebei's head and said, "you're still young. It doesn't matter if you play. But you're the emperor of daiguo. Your talent is related to the rise and fall of daiguo. If you grow up, you must read, write and practice martial arts."

At night, uncle Mo, uncle Xiaobai and uncle Xuanyuan all told him to read and write.

However, they didn't follow him every day. They were better than his unscrupulous father and robbed his mother.

"The last question is to make a poem with this painting."

The old man in the hall took out a picture and hung it on the big board behind him. The painting is a splash of ink and blue in the south of the Yangtze River. There are mountains, water, flowers and birds. The exquisite painting skills are vivid, making people feel like facing the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River.

All of a sudden, the hall quieted down. The children lowered their heads and pondered, and Wan Xiaozi, who was nobody in the name, frowned at the painting.