Chapter 534

So Jin Miao was driven out.

Lu Xiran quickly found him, and immediately hit him with a fist sized snowball, which she had already prepared.

She has no experience, the snowball pinch is very loose, a hit on the body of Jinmiao scattered, plus the thick wear of Jinmiao, have no feeling.

However, in the middle of a blow, Lu Xiran suddenly showed his big teeth with a smile. Shi Xiaorui didn't want to instill something in her from childhood, so Lu Xiran didn't care about her image. As soon as she had the temperament, she could do whatever she wanted.

However, Shi Xiaorui is not blindly conniving at her, so that she will not become a bear child who will lie on the ground and roll.

Jin Miao was soon hit by another snowball. He turned around and saw that it was Su Wan.

Except for Lu Ming, who doesn't like to be active, several children in his family are there, and soon they are snowballed together.

Jin Miao felt that he was a big boy and should take care of them. He couldn't play too much. However, when he was hit by snowballs from Lu Xilan and Su Wan, he couldn't help it. He immediately squatted down and made snowballs to fight back.

Just before breakfast, they had trampled the yard in a mess. Their footprints were all in a mess on the snow. Even the walls of several rooms were left with traces of snowballs.

It was not easy to pull these children to have breakfast because they were afraid that they would be upset when they had just finished their meal. Shi Xiaorui forced them to sit on the chair after dinner for nearly two quarters of an hour before letting them out.

Lu Ming is the same as a little adult. Although he can see that he also likes snow, he still puts on his elder brother's posture and refuses to play with little girls.

Looking at the snow outside, Shi Xiaorui asked, "do you have class as usual today?"

Lu Ming said: "of course, we have to have classes. The snow is not big. Of course, we have classes as usual."

Shi Xiaorui is not at ease. He walks through the heavy snow and asks Qujiang to drive him to the private school.

No matter how fast the carriage was, Lu Ming arrived earlier than usual. There were only a few scattered people in the school, and they were very inattentive, staring at the snow outside from time to time.

Mr. Chen, the students here are not very old. Most of them are playful. They are usually watched by their teachers and supervised by their classmates. Their learning efficiency is not bad. At this moment, although they are all holding books in their hands, their mind has already flew out of the window. I'm afraid they are confused where they read a sentence.

Regardless of other people, Lu Ming took out his own books to read.

Today, Shi Xiaorui was afraid that he would be frozen, so he took a small hand stove and put it in his arms. This one is made of copper. Although it doesn't have complicated patterns, it's exquisitely made. It's not tiring to hold it. Lu Ming doesn't have to rub his hands while reading like some students.

Lu Ming recited what Chen taught yesterday. After confirming that there were no mistakes or omissions, he added a little more water to the inkstone and polished it again.

In the past, in order to be lazy, they used to grind ink for two or three days at a time, but now it's cold and can be frozen overnight. Now they have to grind ink once a day, wasting a lot of effort.

Is grinding ink, an Chang arrived in a hurry.

When he saw that Chen Fu Zi had not come yet and that his classmates had not arrived, he was relieved and sat down beside Lu Ming.

"I'm so tired. I thought I was going to be late today. I ran all the way here!"

Lu Ming looked at him: "did you go to play with snow?"

An Chang was surprised and said, "how do you know?"

What's the difference between today's snow and usual? Lu Ming glanced at an Chang's boots, but the snow on them didn't rub off.

An Chang followed his eyes and saw the snow on his shoes. Embarrassed, he reached out and pulled it off. Looking at Lu Ming's clean shoes, he said, "didn't you go to play? The first snow of the year

Lu Ming said: "a few days ago, there was another snow. How could it be the first snow?"

An Chang waved his hand and said, "those who can't stay can't be counted as snow. Today's snow is called snow."

Just then, it began to snow outside. Although it was not snowy, the temperature was so low that it could hold, and soon covered the footprints of several people when they came in.

Lu Ming looked at it for a while and went on reading without moving.

An Chang looks at the snow outside for a while, and then at Lu Ming who is serious about reading. Looking back, he thinks that Chen Fu Zi, who is likely to be the first to ask them questions, can only force himself to settle down and study.

When Chen began his class, an Chang was already in a hurry to review his lessons again. Facing questions and answering questions, he was a little surprised.

Chen Fu Zi knew all about the character of so many children in the school. Anchang was able to ignore playing today, but recited books first. It can be seen that Lu Ming played a role. It seems that it was right to arrange them to sit together and study.

Mr. Chen inspected the circle. Fortunately, it snowed in the middle of the night. The homework arranged yesterday was not affected. Most of it was completed conscientiously.

Seeing that the students' minds could not reach the textbooks for a while, Chen simply changed the content of today's study and planned to teach them to write poems in the snow today.

This is more fresh than the four books and five classics, which has successfully aroused the students' interest.

Chen Fu Zi first simply taught them tonal and rhyme, and then told them to try to make five character quatrains. The snow scenery was placed outside, and it didn't matter if they made Doggerels. As long as they made poems, they would play with snow in the yard.

As soon as the words came out, the students got excited and didn't sit in their seats. They all crowded to the window and the door, as if the poem could come out faster if they were closer to the snow.

But after all, they had never done any poems. The more anxious they were, the less they could remember them. After a while, the students were all quiet, frowning and meditating.

An Chang looks at the snow on the ground outside. Chen is quiet here, and the students fear him. They dare not run around in the yard of the school. So the snow in the yard is well preserved. It's just a silent temptation for him to go out to play.

Even if he can't squeeze out the poem, an Chang secretly goes to see Lu Ming to see if he wants to come out.

Lu Ming also learned to compose poems for the first time. Five character poems are easy to say, and can be completed in 20 words. However, it is obviously difficult for them to write well.

Lu Ming squeezed out a few sentences, but he hated the bad writing in his heart and refused to read it out to make a fool of himself. He was still racking his brains to think of something better.

On this Kung Fu, a student can't wait to raise his hand: "master, I've made a poem!"