In the academy, Du Ying and Xiaoke's relationship was getting better and better.

It had to be said, a student who had lived for thirty years and suddenly disguised himself as an eight year old was quite skillful.

The teacher in the private school was an ambitious old man. Not only did he teach them to recite ancient poems, he also taught them to paint and other things.

In the afternoon, he had two hours to draw for them, then he would take it and review it.

Not counting being a ghost for 30 years, Du Ying's mental age was still in her twenties. Her painting was naturally better than a normal child's, so the problem was that she couldn't draw too well to avoid arousing suspicion.

But now her mind was blank, and she didn't know what to draw.

Fortunately, there was still Little Ke who was at the same table as him. Perhaps he would have some inspiration for her if she were to glance at him.

The teacher paced back and forth, emphasizing again and again, "Each of you are to draw your own picture. You are not to look around!"

Du Ying was still brave enough to look at Xiao Ma's drawing paper with her pair of shifty eyes.

Upon seeing this, the teacher frowned. "Du Ying, what are you doing?"

Du Ying stood up and said, "Teacher, I just feel that this little one's drawing is too good, so I couldn't help but take a few more glances."

Her heart was calm and collected. In the eyes of the teachers, she was naturally not lying, but in reality, this was just an adult showing maturity.

"Is that so?" The teacher was skeptical. He held the painting in his hand and looked at it. Then, his expression turned even uglier. "Isn't this just a chicken eating rice map?" "How can it be as good as you say it is?"

All of a sudden, the entire hall burst into laughter, and Little Treasure wished he could find a hole to hide in.

Du Ying also felt sorry for Xiao Ke.

The teacher finally understood that Du Ying was purposefully making trouble for him and was being naughty. He called her out to have a good "heart and soul" talk.

Du Ying, the teacher knows your family is rich, but you can't just stay here and play without doing anything. I am a child who strives hard to improve myself, so when I get closer to you, I can tell that his paintings were all children's fishing. Now, she can only paint chickens and eat rice.

Speaking of which, the teacher was going to focus on training this little one. After all, this was his family's situation. If he could become a talent in the future, then it would be a good thing for him.

Du Ying curled her lips, looking very wronged. "But Teacher, this little one doesn't think I held him back at all. We had a great time together."

The teacher said, "Kids don't know anything. You are all happy now, but you will regret it in the future. The so-called 'young and strong don't work hard' and 'grieve'. If you don't take advantage of this time to study properly, it will be very exhausting for you to beg for rice on the streets in the future."

Du Ying muttered in her heart, in this day and age, do you have to be cultured for every grain of rice? She was taught a lesson.

"I didn't stop reading." Still, she tried to quibble.

"Alright, then recite the 'Three Character Classic' for me." As he spoke, he stood with his hands behind his back, and raised his head a little, planning in his mind how he would teach her if she could not memorize it.

Look, he even planned out what would happen next.

Du Ying cleared her throat, "In the beginning, people were naturally kind-hearted and similar to each other. If you don't teach me, I will teach you how to do it. In the past, Meng mother, the place of choice, son does not learn, cut off the box. Dou Yanshan, the righteous side, the teaching of the five sons, famous. "To raise or not to teach, to overdo things with your father, to not teach properly, to be lazy with your teacher …"

"Alright, alright. Teacher knows you can carry it." This Teacher Li was in a difficult position. Fortunately, there were no outsiders here, or else he would be put in a difficult position.

Du Ying wanted to make him feel more embarrassed, so she giggled. "Teacher, not only do I know the Three Character Classic, I also know the 'Ode of Mulan'. I will recite it for you now to see if I recite it correctly. She didn't hear the sound of the box, only the sigh of a woman. Why ask a girl? Why would she ask a girl for her memories? "Women have nothing to think about, and women have no memories either …"

The teacher's face was as bitter as a bitter gourd. What had happened to this child today? It felt very different from before. Suddenly, he became smarter. Did he eat some miraculous medicine?

"Stop for now." The teacher looked at her seriously. "Tell me, why are you carrying this?"

Du Ying's eyes were filled with a victorious light as she said, "Teacher, if a student only relies on the academy to study, then he is too unambitious. I am a self-taught genius."

The teacher almost fell head first into the soil. Was this his own student's words? He was even more shocked than if she could recite "Ode of Mulan".

"Alright, Teacher believes that you're a genius." Then he led her to all the other students and said seriously, "Children, do you know? When you can't even recite the 'Three Character Classic', Du Ying can already recite the 'Ode of Mulan'. This is the difference, why is there such a difference? Because they tried in private, and you? Look at your current appearances, you only know how to eat, drink and play. If this goes on, your lives will be completely dark! "

One of the students unhurriedly said, "I just like living a life of darkness. It's exciting."

The teacher naturally heard him and shouted loudly, "Wang Da Hu! "Stand up!"

The little fatty had no choice but to get up and stand there with a disdainful look on his face.

The teacher sighed and said earnestly, "You can't go on like this. Although you are only eight or nine years old, it is also the time to establish your sense of life. If you are not careful, you will ruin your entire life."

Wang Da Hu spoke again as if he had lost his temper, "You just have to take care of your own children, why do you have to care about our group of other children?"

Teacher Li was so angry that he vomited blood. He had been diligent all his life, teaching and educating others. How could he not work hard to win the favor? What kind of world was this?

"You! You bastard! Get out and run 50 laps around those three willow trees! " Finally, he couldn't hold it in any longer and decided to reprimand her.

Pitiful little fatty Wang Da Hu bid farewell to a cricket he had painted and ran off.

The teacher readjusted his mood. "About that, children, when we talked about the gap between the two of you, look at Du Ying. She is a self-taught genius and has no teacher, isn't she very promising?" Take a look at yourself, with that carefree attitude of yours, your family is already inferior to others, not to mention that you aren't studying hard. When you grow up, how can you compare to others? Du Ying may be able to enter the palace as a mistress, but what about you? "I can only do some brute force work, and then I can only count on someone to give me a few steamed buns while holding a broken bowl."

The teacher's words were very realistic and moved people's hearts.