Chapter 174 You are an observer
Luo Wanshu, who was called out suddenly, came back to her senses, forced herself to flip through a few pages of the book calmly: "Well, the master is talking about..." She didn't know where she was talking!

From the corner of the eye, he glanced at the little milk baby, who quickly poked the page of the book and made a mouth shape for her.

"Oh, this is the end of the story..." Luo Wanshu pointed to Luo Lingzhu.

"Listen carefully to the class, do you still want to win the Lantern Festival?"

"I know, Master." Luo Wanshu stuck out her tongue at Luo Lingzhu, but Luo Lingzhu gave her a blank look.

When talking about it further, Luo Lingzhu paid more attention to the little milk baby.It is difficult for a four-year-old child to concentrate, but he sits upright and studies very seriously.What is even more surprising is that he was able to catch up with his progress!Although judging by his appearance, he didn't understand much of what he said.

At first, I thought that this was the limit of what Little Nailboy could do, but in the second half of the class, when Luo Lingzhu asked the two of them to practice calligraphy, Little Nailboy broke through his cognition again.

He only glanced at the words written by the little milkman, and couldn't move away.How did he write so well?Although the pen is a little immature, the style is strong!Given time, it will become a great weapon!
Luo Lingzhu is a study idiot, he asked the little milk boy in shock: "Who did you learn this calligraphy from?" If there is a chance, he will visit the first teacher of the little milk baby!

The little milk baby replied: "The brush calligraphy is practiced by the baby himself."

Luo Lingzhu gasped: "Has no one taught you how to write?"

"Daddy taught it," said the little milk boy proudly, "Daddy said, baby's handwriting has a third of his charm!"

Three-point charm is already so beautiful, what kind of amazing talent should it be?
Luo Lingzhuyuan walked around a few times, eagerly asking the little milk baby: "When will your father come to you?"

"Baby doesn't know either."

"If he comes, he must recommend it for me!"

"Okay."

The more Luo Lingzhu looked at Little Milkman's handwriting, the more he liked it, and finally there was a smile in his eyes: "Ruirui, after you finish writing this handwriting, can you give it to me?"

"Okay."

"Speaking of which, I have never accepted a student seriously. You are so talented, you shouldn't be buried, consider asking me to be your teacher?" Luo Lingzhu said solemnly, "Although I am young, I am a student of Jingzhou Township Examination. The first name, I have enough strength to teach you. When I have nothing to teach you, I will introduce you to my teacher, as the elder of Chaoge, and let you continue to study with him."

The little milk boy couldn't understand what the country test was, what the old man was, so he subconsciously glanced at Luo Wanshu.

Luo Wanshu, who was completely ignored by her brother, stared blankly at the two of them and didn't speak for a while.

The little milk baby doesn't know, how can Luo Wanshu not know what it means to be a master of the pavilion?Why didn't Wu Wenbai and Master Zhao dare to choke with him yesterday?It is because he has a bright future!

The first place in the township examination, the old disciple of the pavilion, next year's Chunwei, as long as he is in high school, he will be on the rise!

In the words of Xiao Naiwa, his second brother is a god of learning, with high vision, and there is no way to teach himself.

But it was such an arrogant second brother who took the initiative to accept her son as a student!
Luo Wanshu said weakly: "Second brother, I respect Rarity's opinion on apprenticeship. I just want to ask, have you forgotten who you are teaching?" Now it's me who has to learn!it's me!
Luo Lingzhu said seriously: "Of course it's for Rarity's class, you're just an observer."

(End of this chapter)

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