Xiaosheng is not a nerd

Chapter 155 Mrs. Female

This Mr. Xie is different from the other three gentlemen.

Mr. Ming is serious and serious, Mr. Chen is serious and strict, and often has a straight face, which looks scary. Mr. Yi is much more easy-going and always smiles, but he only teaches them to read poetry.

Only Mr. Xie makes them feel like a big friend. He is gentle, polite and polite. He can tell stories and tell them what stories are written in the poems. He also asks them to draw pictures. He...

Not long after Xie Fu left, a well-dressed female gentleman in a man's Confucian uniform walked into the Taiping School.

As soon as he stepped into the yard, he heard the noise coming from the school, and his pretty eyebrows immediately frowned. What's going on?It is usually very quiet, why is it so noisy today.

The female teacher walked into the school, and these elementary school students were still chatting with each other, suddenly unaware of the female teacher's arrival.

"You don't draw well, but my husband said I did."

"My husband told me that I can paint whatever I want."

Chen Qinglan was surprised, and glanced at it, only to see that each student had a piece of paper in his hand. At a young age, learning to draw and paint, reading poetry and literacy are the foundation, and learning needs to be done step by step.

The friends Yi Hang knew were probably as uninhibited as Yi Hang, and it would be a mistake to let such a person teach the class.

She has always taught the children to be strict with themselves, and look at what these children have become now, classes are about to start, they are loud, and there is no rule.

Chen Qinglan suddenly felt that all her efforts had been wasted by this gentleman whom she had never met.

Yi Hang was going to leave Suzhou for a while, so he invited a friend to teach him. Yi Hang said hello to him about this matter.

Painting with paper is quite extravagant. Is the only way for these young masters to show off their wealth?It's a joke to teach on behalf of others. I don't have good conduct myself. How can I be a teacher.

"Mr. said that the scenery is in the heart, and the poems can only be written in the chest."

Chen Qinglan's expression was surprised when he heard the words, his eyes lit up, and he said "the scene is in the heart, and the poems are in the chest", it seems that he is not a person who is ignorant.

A little boy suddenly spotted Chen Qinglan standing at the door, and reminded him in a low voice, "Mr. Chen is here."

All the students were startled, hurriedly hid the painting on the table, sat upright, and could hear the quiet needle drop for a moment.

Chen Qinglan walked to the center of the podium with a cold face, and the elementary school students could already feel the calm before the storm.

"Hello sir."

Chen Qinglan didn't signal them to sit down, but said coldly: "Those who spoke aloud just now, come up consciously and get a ruler!"

A little boy closest to Chen Qinglan took the initiative to walk up to Chen Qinglan and stretched out his little hand.

Chen Qinglan held the ruler in his hand, without any mercy, he hit it down hard, with a "snap", a red mark appeared on the palm of his hand immediately.

The little boy endured the pain but tried not to hum. He knew that if he yelled or cried, Mr. Chen would definitely punish him again.

Chen Qinglan said coldly: "Next!"

Everyone stepped forward in an orderly manner and accepted the punishment.

After the punishment was over, Chen Qinglan said coldly: "From now on, you are not allowed to draw any more. When you get older, the master will naturally teach you how to draw. Now hand in all the papers."

But no one responded, and no one took any action. Mr. Xie had just led them to open a beautiful world. How could he be willing to be strangled by Mr. Chen so soon.

Seeing this, Chen Qinglan's expression became even colder, and he said coldly, "You don't even want to, do you?"

"Alright, whoever doesn't want to, go forward and claim the three rulers first!"

Although they didn't want to, they were terrified of Chen Qinglan. They honestly came forward and handed in the paper they had already drawn. Half of them were willing to admit their mistakes.

Chen Qinglan was even more angry, this is fine, she would rather accept the punishment than hand over the paper, she was afraid that she would go further and further on this crooked path, so she walked on quickly, who would not, "Papa Papa" first marked three down, and then forcibly retract the paper.

After one student accepted the punishment three times, seeing that Chen Qinglan wanted to take back the paper, but he was unwilling, he took the paper back and said weakly, "Sir, let me take this painting back, okay?"

There is no master in sight!Disobey the teacher's order!Chen Qinglan burst into anger immediately, he was like this at such a young age, it will be worth it in the future, he stretched out his hand and snatched the paper back, tore it up on the spot, cutting off his thoughts.

The elementary school student suddenly burst into tears, "My home...my home..."

Chen Qinglan pointed at the door angrily, "Go and stand at the door, and reflect on yourself!"

It seems that she needs to work hard to put things right. Chen Qinglan adjusted her mood and cleaned up her emotions before going to class.

After teaching poems and prose, Chen Qinglan asked them to practice calligraphy by themselves, and only now did they focus on the paper with drawings, and took a piece of paper, only to see that the painting was like a ghost, very childish, and sneered, I can't write a few characters well, so I want to paint, which is simply whimsical.

Suddenly, he showed surprise, but found that the paper had been patched, just like patches on clothes, and there were obvious overlaps at the joints.

What is the reason for this, Chen Qinglan couldn't figure it out for a while, and then looked at other papers. Every piece of paper has been glued and patched, and some of them have been glued and patched in two or three places. go up.

Chen Qinglan couldn't figure it out. She couldn't figure out why this gentleman, whom she had never met before, would do this. So she found a student and asked, "What's going on with this paper? Why are there traces of patching?"

The elementary school boy said weakly: "I don't know either, Mr. Xie didn't say anything."

"Forget it." Chen Qinglan gave up asking, anyway, she also felt that it was necessary to meet this Mr. Xie, and have a good talk about the lecture.

When the class time came, the elementary school students began to pack up their pens, inks, papers and inkstones, ready to go home, but Chen Qinglan said: "Don't rush home, sir, I brought you something to eat today."

As he spoke, he walked towards the door, brought in a basket, lifted the cloth on it, and inside were some small pastries, which were distributed to each person in turn.

It's rare for children from ordinary families to taste these things. After receiving them, they started to taste them greedily.

"Thank you sir."

"Sir, it's delicious."

It was rare for Chen Qinglan to show a smile on the face of the whole room, and suddenly thought of something, and walked towards the door with a basket.

Seeing the upright little boy squatting down in front of him, the little boy suddenly saw Chen Qinglan, startled, and said weakly: "Sir."

Chen Qinglan stretched out her hand, gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said with a smile, "Why are men crying? Don't you want to lose face? Have you forgotten your teacher's teachings? As a man, he would rather not shed tears easily if he bleeds and cuts off his head."

The little man said weakly: "Sir, I know I was wrong, but Mr. Xie is also wrong?"

"This..." Chen Qinglan didn't know how to answer for a moment, and after a while, he said, "I will have a good talk with Mr. Xie about this matter." As he spoke, he stuffed a piece of pastry into his palm.

　This is just a foreshadowing, there won't be too much ink, and the following plot will focus on Tantai Heqing and Lanning.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)