Ben Gong will beat people

"Oh my god! Are you a foreigner?" Lin Linlin quickly covered her cheeks with her chubby hands in surprise, stared at Mo Anning for a long time, and then said with a puzzled expression: "But you don't look like a foreigner. !"

"Foreigners?"

Country, is it for the country, a foreign country?That is out of the way.Thinking about the ancestor emperor Shengming, everyone in the army was brave and good at fighting, but how many years ago the dynasty unified half of the world.Except for Beichang, the powerful enemy of the Ran Dynasty, the rest are just some small border countries with only tens of thousands of subjects, who are dependent on the two major powers for survival.

It is well known to the world that a small country that bows to two great powers cannot be called a great country.

That is...

This yellow-mouthed kid is so bold!Thinking that my Daran dynasty is rich in products and profound cultural heritage, how can it be compared to those barbarians who advocate violence in the desolate place of Beichang? !

Just about to get angry, she saw Lin Linlin counting with her hands: "Yeah, your name is so long, um... five characters. Dad said that only foreigners' names are as long. But you are as long as us. It’s the same, not like those blond-haired, blue-eyed foreigners on TV.”

Hearing this, Mo Anning let out a long sigh of relief, and all his anger disappeared.A child is a child, and it is estimated that the adults in the family told small lies to amuse her, but she also believed it.

Humans have black hair and black eyes since ancient times.I have seen different ones, but they are also business travelers from the north of Beichang. The lightest ones are no more than brown hair, and no more than brown eyes.

Blonde hair and blue eyes?Oh, how is it possible!

But... five words?Bengong clearly stated the taboo name of this body, Mo An Ning, only three characters.Could it be that the children here can't even count the most basic numbers?

"Five words, what do you mean?"

He just asked casually, but Lin Linlin pursed her lips when she heard the words, as if she was about to cry: "I, Mo Anning, why can Linlin only understand half of what you said... Is Linlin too stupid? Linlin is actually very smart, but my father said that there are many smart children in school, and Linlin is not the smartest if she doesn't study hard. Are you studying hard, so you are smarter than Linlin?"

As he spoke, Jindouzi began to fall continuously and wept softly.Fortunately, there were not a few children crying because they left their parents, so it didn't seem obtrusive.

Mo Anning is the worst to see people cry like this, especially when the culprit is probably himself.

"Ben, I mean, my name is Mo Anning. Look, it's only three words, not five." As he spoke, he followed Lin Linlin's example and pointed to his student badge.

Lin Linlin wiped away her tears. Although she was illiterate, she could count the three words clearly: "You are lying, you just said that your name is Bengong Mo Anning."

"This palace is not deceiving."

"Look, you said your name is Bengong." Although she didn't quite understand what deception meant, but she understood "Bengong"!

"You!" Mo Anning couldn't help being annoyed, the mechanics here are extremely exquisite, but the child is so ignorant, so he turned his head and stopped looking at her: "Ignorant child, stop talking."

"What do you mean, stop talking?"

"To shut up!"

……

After a while, the crying in the classroom gradually subsided, and in the end there were only some crying and hiccupping sounds from time to time.Looking out the window, the dense crowd still did not disperse, presumably they were the parents of the children in the classroom, but Mo Anning's parents were not among these parents.

Nodding in satisfaction, the school is a place to study, if you don't want to make progress, you need your parents to accompany you, what do you say?

The children here are so ignorant that they can carry out teaching regardless of high or low. The implementers of the regime must have withstood layers of pressure, but they don't know how to cherish it.Furthermore, this school is spacious and bright, with complete tables and chairs, and some items that she doesn't know but look very delicate, so the beam repair is definitely not low.

I don't know what it means to have such a study environment but still cry and make a fuss about going home.

Back then, she went through a small village with her father on a campaign, and the school there was just a dilapidated temple hall.Due to insufficient conditions, children can only sit on the cold ground in winter, with a layer of straw at most.In rainy and snowy weather, water leaks everywhere, and it is impossible to study at all.

This is the result of that gentleman being kind and pity the children of poor families.If not, with that gentleman's talent and learning, he would definitely not have to suffer in that small village.

When Mo Anning lamented that these children were useless, a woman was already standing on the front stage.

"Okay, students, please be quiet. First of all, teacher, let me introduce myself. I am your math teacher and head teacher. My surname is Wang. You can call me Teacher Wang from now on."

As soon as the words were finished, the clever child responded loudly: "Hello, Teacher Wang!"

Immediately, the children in the classroom shouted hello to the teacher one after another, not to be outdone.

Mo Anning held his forehead with some headaches—teacher?gentlemen?Mrs.This woman had indeed been cooperating with her parents to coax those crying children, but she always thought that she was a handyman in the school.Just like at the teacher's place in the past, there is a woman who takes care of the students' daily life and cooks food.

The impact of this place on her has not been a little bit, but every time she is still shocked.

Reborn toddlers, fancy dresses, sophisticated organs, universal education, and now there is a female teacher?

Within half a month, even though she saw these things she didn't understand and couldn't understand, she still told herself.This is only temporary, these are illusory, one day I will wake up and return to the familiar Da Ran Dynasty.

However, she now has to admit that these are self-deceptions.

"My palace, I can't go back..."

A burst of sadness welled up in my heart, and my eyes were blurred by tears before I knew it.

That woman is the prime minister's daughter, and the two met at a young age, and they were very close playmates when they were children.It's just that the two fathers have different positions, which eventually caused the friendship between the two to break down, and they swear at each other when they meet.After becoming a queen herself, within a few years, she also entered the palace and became a noble concubine.After fighting for many years, he still lost again and again, and finally lost his life.I just don't know how persecuted my father will be if my queen is gone.

Father, daughter is unfilial.

Before she could shed tears, a pair of chubby hands gently held her hands and rubbed them: "Bengong Mo Anning, don't be sad, I can see my parents when I get home from class today."

Turning her head in shock, it was Lin Linlin.

This... bold!Without Ben Gong's permission, he touched Ben Gong's body so casually.This kid doesn't know the rules.

only……

Look at that chubby little hand, and that silly smile.

Perhaps this child is not so unbearable, and he still understands some things.

Thinking of this, Mo Anning just nodded and stopped talking.As for hands, she is not a bully, but a child, so let her go.

And Lin Linlin looked at the smile on the corner of Mo Anning's mouth, her eyes lit up like stars.

oops!The beautiful lady at the same table is even more beautiful when she smiles!

……

"...The above is what the teacher hopes you can do, understand?"

"understood--"

"Very good, next, we will have our first math class. We will distribute the math books first, and the other books will be distributed to you by other teachers."

Mo Anning, who was sitting in the middle of the first group, quickly got the book which was twice the size of Ran Chao.After a few guesses, I realized that the two words horizontally on the cover are what my husband called "mathematics"—but why is it written horizontally from left to right?

Turning the pages of the book, I found that it was different from the traditional textbooks of Ranchao, but somewhat similar to the "Introduction to Mechanisms" written by the teacher, with fewer words and more pictures, but these were not diagrams of mechanisms, and she was confused.But the pages of this book are clean and white, the characters are neat and neat, and the pictures are colorful and interesting, so it must be expensive.

He took out a black signature pen from the pen case, and neatly wrote the word "ink" on the lower left corner of the book's title page.And this signature pen also scared her a lot a few days ago.She has never believed in ghosts and gods, but in a panic, she thought it was something from the fairy family, and she made a big joke.

"Wow! An Ning, your handwriting is so beautiful!" Lin Linlin leaned over adoringly, pointing at the word "ink" on the book with blinking star eyes.

As soon as he turned his head, Mo Anning, who had practiced martial arts for many years, almost punched him, but fortunately he stopped in time.It's just that this girl was too ignorant, so she leaned over like this, so close that she almost kissed her.Fortunately, I am a woman, otherwise, as a woman, even a child, what should I do if I lose my reputation?

Looking at the pages of Lin Linlin's book, she saw that she wrote the word Lin Linlin crookedly with a pencil.Before she could react, Lin Linlin blushed and erased the three words with an eraser, and pushed the book in front of Mo Anning: "Your handwriting is so beautiful, can you help Linlin write it?"

help?Well, it's a repayment for her concern just now.

So, she also used the signature pen in her hand to write the word "Lin" in the same place on her book.

……

I thought the scare was over, but I didn't expect that after my husband taught me simple counting, An Ning was shocked, and started to flip through the book page by page in a daze.

Can't understand, can't understand, can't understand...

It's just that she wants to understand, she wants to know if what she thinks is correct.

Can't understand, still can't understand.

Until she turned to the chapter [Reading and Writing], she finally understood it.That's text, not that weird ticking thing.What?The one that looks like a stick is "one", the upper and lower circles are "eight", the cross is actually a plus sign, the word one is a minus sign, and the two horizontal lines that are as long as two are actually an equal sign?

Math, math... math... math... math!

It is so!

Going back and flipping through it roughly, this book is very smooth from the shallower to the deeper, and it is easier to understand than what the original teacher taught.In the Great Ran Dynasty, if the threshold for learning literature was high, then arithmetic was the highest knowledge of the gods.Mathematical scholars only ask about their qualifications and not their backgrounds when accepting apprentices, and accepting apprentices is simply a one-in-a-thousand existence.

And his own teacher is the number one arithmetician and organist in the Daran dynasty.

Looking up at the forty-something female gentleman who was giving a lecture with a kind smile on her face, Mo Anning was so shocked that she couldn't keep her mouth shut.Unexpectedly, this seemingly ordinary woman was hiding her secrets, and her arithmetic attainments were probably higher than that of her original teacher.

If it was said that the respect she had for her before was only out of the students' respect for the master, at this moment, her admiration for Teacher Wang is already overwhelming.In the bottom of my heart, I have already figured out how to get closer to my husband, let her accept me as a closed disciple, and not lose the title of "teacher".

The author has something to say:

It took more than two hours to hold back only 3000 words, and the ink expressed well. . .

Sure enough, when I get older, my brain can't keep up.

So I started to work hard to save the manuscript www

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