Chapter 47

Today is the first time that Lu Ziheng has been punished in his student career. He is not sad because he was criticized by his teacher. On the contrary, he didn't mind more accidents in his life.

Shen Qinghuan took out the latest Chinese textbook from his schoolbag and turned to Li Bai's "sleepwalking, grandma's farewell".

Lu's mother liked the romance of Li Taibai, so when Lu Ziheng was a child, she made him familiar with Tang poetry.

Lu Ziheng had a brilliant talent. He learned everything very quickly, and he never forgot what he had memorized for a long time.

He stood quietly next to Shen Qinghuan, listening to her reading the book in a low voice: "when a seafaring visitor talks about Yingzhou, the smoke is vast, and it's hard to get a letter... I can't be happy because an Neng is a powerful person."

If he had not seen Shen Qinghuan kill Matt's hairstyle when eating barbecue and the fierce appearance of playing wenhuaibei this morning, Lu Ziheng might have classified Shen Qinghuan as a good baby.

Shen Qinghuan read it in a low voice for three times. Maybe she could recite it. She put her chin against the textbook and tied the horse's tail again.

Lu Ziheng saw all the movements in his eyes. He moved his throat, and his heart began to be restless.

"Can you recite the text?" Lu Ziheng asked in a low voice.

"Well?" Shen Qinghuan raised her head, her eyelashes moved slightly, but she soon realized that the only way to learn from God is to learn, "the text is almost the same. But now our silent writing is mainly based on understanding, isn't it? There are some words I don't quite understand. "

"Which one?" Lu Ziheng approached slowly.

"There are two kinds of" things "in" everything has been flowing eastward since ancient times "and" an Neng broke his brow to destroy the powerful people ", but the explanations are different."

"One is a noun, something. Since ancient times, everything has been like water flowing eastward. It's gone forever. " Lu Ziheng pauses, his slender fingertips pointing to Shen Qinghuan's textbook, "one is a verb, serve. How can you serve those powerful people in a humble way? In different contexts, the part of speech will also change

"Oh." Shen Qinghuan joined up with the text, but he did not forget to give Lu Ziheng a thumbs up. Compared with the previous Chinese teacher who always used to prevaricate himself with language sense, Lu Ziheng's explanation was simple and transparent, "thank you, classmate Lu."

"You're welcome." Lu Ziheng took advantage of the situation to say what he had always hidden in his heart. "Everyone has changed from alumni to classmates. It's strange to call them classmates. It's still closer to the name... "

Shen Qinghuan thinks that Lu Ziheng's words are very reasonable, her beautiful apricot eyes contain a smile, "then I will call Lu's name directly."

"Just like each other."

Hearing her name in her mouth, Lu Ziheng's clean and handsome face was ruddy.

At this time, Qin Muzhi's loud voice came from the classroom.

The same is true of pleasure in the world.

He thought that Taibai was in line with his current mood.

"Qinghuan."

When the name of Shen Qinghuan was on the tip of Lu Ziheng's teeth, his heart was about to jump out of his chest.

"Do you want to go back to the classroom?"

The boy's beautiful eyebrows are close at hand. Shen Qinghuan always feels that Lu Ziheng seems to have some less intelligent Yazi.

Why do you keep asking yourself nonsense!

If he didn't have to stand together, she would have sat back in the classroom by now.

Now ask these questions again, do you mean to block yourself?

Shen Qinghuan doesn't want to cause any more trouble. She purses her lips in silence.