Chapter 47

Zhong Xin in the room is waiting for the praise of his classmates with a proud face. Unexpectedly, someone is eavesdropping on the door.

First, he got angry and just wanted to curse. When he turned around and saw that it was Wang Yong, he was so shy that he did not dare to look at Wang Yong.

And the students' words in the video software made Zhong Xin more embarrassed.

"Yo, little heart, you are in the spring. Is that tutor really so handsome that you, a determined revolutionary youth, want to rebel? If you have the ability, you can send me a picture of him. I don't accept him on behalf of the motherland and the people! "

Zhong Xin covers his face with both hands. He just wants to turn off the video, but Wang Yong says to Mike, "classmate, do you think you are the king of silver horn and want to accept me?"

The girl in the video software over there was obviously scared. Her voice was obvious, but then she reacted. The cunning voice came out through the current.

"I am the king of silver horn. Do you dare to say yes when I call you?"

"Why not? You call it Wang Yong said with a smile.

"Husband!"

Poof!

Wang Yong almost spat blood on the screen.

Today's children, really amazing! How come they all look like little goblins? And play so open, even directly call people husband?

When Zhong Xin heard this, he was in a hurry! I... I want to break up with you! "

Who knows the girl at the other end of the video didn't care at all, but asked: "break up? What position is that? Wow, Zhong Xin, you have a good time

Wang Yong only felt that he had lived in vain for half his life. Today, he finally saw what it means to push the waves behind the Yangtze River.

And Zhong Xin seems to have met the nemesis. After thinking for a long time, he didn't think of any counterattack. He was so angry that he wanted to turn off the video call.

Seeing that two girlfriends were about to fall out, Wang Yong quickly made a comeback and changed the topic.

"Your name is Dami, isn't it? Beautiful name. The surname "Da" comes from the Jiuli nationality and is a descendant of Chiyou. It is said that in ancient times, the two tribes of Yellow Emperor and Yan Emperor united to fight the Jiuli in Zhuolu, captured and killed Chiyou, the leader of the Jiuli, and brought his tribe into their own tribe. Some of them were willing to settle down in Zou and Tu, forming the two surnames of Zou and Tu, both of which took the place where they lived as their surnames. Some people don't like the surname Tu, so they turn Tu into tea. Lu You's "the spring flowers are getting late in Wu, and they come all the way back to the north to pick up fragrance" is the tea flower. Faye Wong's open to tea must be a song you like very much. Buddhists also say that "there is no fragrance after the flowering of Camellia", so camellia is the last beauty in the world. "

"Wow! Zhong Xin, you are so handsome! When people see me, they only ask me how I got such a strange name. Only he can parse my name so beautifully. And he can also guess my favorite Faye Wong's tea! I like him! Zhong Xin, good sister, will you lend me this teacher for a few days The girl at the other end of the video yells in surprise.

Wang Yong is full of black lines.

How many days? You think I'm a toy, you can use it if you want? No money, no way!

Without waiting for Wang Yong to make a statement, Zhong Xin simply refused: "Xiaohua, don't think that teacher Wang has analyzed the beauty of tea MI for you, and you won't be called Xiaohua. In the final analysis, camellia is still a kind of flower, you are still a little flower. Mr. Wang also said that my name is very beautiful, Zhong Xin, when I see Zhong Xin. Do you think it's Mr. Wang? "

Wang Yong was slightly embarrassed. He felt his nose and didn't know how to answer.

Originally wanted to ease the two opposite emotions, who knows self defeating, but let two people directly tear up force.

Women are really the most difficult animals to understand.

The ace agent Wang Yong was lost in thought.

But when Wang Yong wakes up from his meditation, Zhong Xin turns off the video software.

Also holding the mouse Pa Pa Pa random point, mouth shouting "dare to rob a man with me, I want to pull black you, pull black you", just click the mouse to the "floret" column, but delayed.

After a while, he finally gave up.

"One more time!"

Wang Yong can't help laughing. The little girls' quarrel is fast and good. Unlike adults, they always hide an unknown side. Even if they hate each other, they will smile.

"Mr. Wang, the poem just now... Actually..." Zhong Xin turned his head and looked at Wang Yong, a little embarrassed and said.

But Wang Yong didn't mean to blame at all. Instead, he said solemnly, "the poem you just wrote is adapted from Liu Bang's Dafeng song. In fact, both the rhyme and the wording are very good. That is, the artistic conception is slightly thin. There are a lot of lonely lines in ancient poems, and the things they use to express artistic conception are much better than you. Falling flowers, solitary shadows, sunset and light wine are numerous. Liu Bang's great grandson, Emperor Wu of Han Dynasty, has a very good poem. You can learn it. "

Wang Yong said and recited it in a soft voice.

"The autumn wind blows, the white clouds fly, the Yellow vegetation falls, and the wild geese return to the south. You can't forget the beauty of orchid and chrysanthemum. Pan Lou Lou Lou Xi Ji Fen River, horizontal flow Xi Yang Su Bo. When are you young and old? "

A poem read by Wang Yong is full of both voice and emotion. The low and magnetic voice brings people into the bleak autumn. A kind of elegant and lonely mood arises spontaneously. It seems that I really feel the mood when Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty wrote this poem.

As Wang Yong recites, he walks with one hand on his back. He is like a young man with bright hair, instructing the country and inspiring the words. The scholar's spirit is very exciting.

Even the love sitting downstairs was attracted by Wang Yong. Unconsciously, his eyes turned to Wang Yong. For a moment, his eyes were in a trance.

A moment later, Zhong Yi didn't wake up until Wang Yong finished his recitation.

With a frown, he said in his heart that this guy is really a bit of real material. His recitation just now is very good in form and spirit, and even he is attracted by him. His understanding of poetry has reached a perfect level, and his tone almost perfectly reflects the mood of the great emperor of a generation, which makes people yearn.

This guy, it seems, can stay.

I just thought of the word "stay". I suddenly remembered what the security guard had said to me before. My heart sank and my brow wrinkled deeper.

"Well, Zhong Xin, please sit down. We begin with "what Mr. Liang Qichao said:" the Analects of Confucius is the general source of Chinese thought for two thousand years《 Since the Song Dynasty, the influence of Mencius has been closely related to Xiangxun. These two books can be said to be the dominators of people's internal and external life, so I hope scholars can read them well. Even if he can't, he must read it many times. Be sure to give a brief speech or take notes of his physical and mental practice in order to cultivate himself.... "

Wang Yong has finished his interaction with Zhong Xin and started his formal teaching while the iron is hot.

After listening to Wang Yong's recitation of ancient poems, Zhong Xin was in a period of high enthusiasm for Sinology, so he studied very seriously.

So the door was open, just like watching. It is obvious that Wang Yong intended to show his favorite.

One big and one small, move and quiet. It's like the old private school, Mr. Wang Yong, is holding books to impart knowledge. The students who sat down in the classroom were full of faith.

It's a state of love that I've never seen before. A kind of respect and belief in knowledge.

Teaching and learning have never been perfectly interpreted at this moment.

"Maybe he can really teach Zhong Xin well?" Zhong Yi can't help thinking about it.

Ding, at this time, my favorite mobile phone suddenly rings.

I like to take a look at my mobile phone and walk to the door for fear that the voice of the conversation will disturb the two people inside.

"Hello? What's the matter? "

"Mr. Zhong, the plan has changed. The two Italian clients want to negotiate and sign the contract now. They have to go home tomorrow morning. I'm in a hurry... "

A little doubt flashed in Zhong Yi's eyes, but he still nodded: "OK, I see. I'll go to the company now, and you'll have the relevant information ready. "

Hang up the phone, like to change into a suit, ready to go to the company.

Originally, she had already stepped out to get on the bus. Suddenly, she looked back at Wang Yong, who was teaching upstairs. After a long hesitation, she turned around and went back to the house again.

The sound of pedaling sounded and Zhong Yi soon appeared on the second floor.

"Sorry to interrupt, Mr. Wang." Zhongyi interrupted Wang Yong's lecture, saying.

Wang Yong looks at Zhongyi in amazement and doesn't understand what Zhongyi wants to do.

"I have something to go to the company, but the driver has been sent home by me. I heard that you are very good at driving. Could you give me a ride? I can pay extra. " Zhong Yi said with embarrassment.

Although the love to cover up very well, Wang Yong still found clues from the love words.