Legehei pulled his face and glared, holding a teaching stick in his hand and slapping his palm from time to time. When he noticed an unusual noise, he looked at it as if he wanted to hit someone.

Under his forced gaze, no one dared to move, they were all writing seriously, thinking about how to write words?

There were not many students who came in the morning, only a dozen people.

These babies, the eldest is fifteen or sixteen years old, and the youngest is only eight or nine years old. There is no smaller, the baby is too small, and the elders are not at ease.

Lege didn't stare at those little babies, for fear of scaring them. And those fifteen or sixteen-year-old babies, as if they were born with hatred for him, are the objects of his attention.

These big babies, seeing Lege, are a few years older than them, and they don't take him seriously from the bottom of their hearts. But? When they saw Lege's eyes and the stick in his hand, they were all timid.

After all! It's a gentleman!

If the gentleman is not strict, where is the majesty of the gentleman?

Furthermore! Lege is not very old, but he is tall and is already an adult. And they! Although he has also reached the age of development, he has not yet grown full hair after all, and he is still a baby. Not to mention that there is no adult physically, there is no adult psychologically.

So! They dare not be presumptuous in front of Lege, who is also physically and psychologically adult.

This is not only the relationship between the husband and the student, but also the relationship between the adult and the minor.

Students are inherently afraid of Mr., and minors are inherently afraid of adults, which is a matter of course, and no one can avoid it.

"Done?" Seeing that a fifteen or sixteen-year-old student baby might have finished writing, Le Ge stepped forward and asked.

"It's done!" The student replied boldly.

Le Ge quietly walked in front of him and glanced at the bamboo slip. Then he asked, "What is this word?" ”

"Hang!"

"Hanging?" Le Ge paused for a moment and asked, "You can even write the word 'hanging'?" ”

"Can write!"

"Giggles!" The other students around listened and snickered one by one.

"Hmmm! Good! Lege nodded.

He didn't recognize the word "hanging". The reason why I asked was because I didn't know him. Outcome! This is the word?

I thought: This is how the ancient word "hanging" is written?

Unafraid! If you test me, a gentleman? I've got a way to clean you up!

What if the other party is testing me? So! This student is a naughty man!

Hey! It would be nice if you met a naughty ghost! Lao Tzu has more than one hundred and twenty methods waiting for you.

"Who else do you want to write? Don't rush! Be sure to write down the words you know. If you can't think of it for a while, you can think about it slowly! To know! You don't know many words, and you can only go to the stupid class in the future! If you know a lot of words, you can go to the smart class in the future! Got it? ”

After some instructive advice, a few candidates who wanted to hand in the paper gave up on handing in the paper, and they didn't want to go to the stupid class.

"You guys! Write your name on the exam paper and follow me! What about you! Don't talk, don't plagiarize! Otherwise! A beating! ”

Talking! Lege slapped his left palm with his teaching stick.

"Smack! Syllable! Syllable! ”

When the other students saw this, they didn't dare to say anything.

"You guys! Follow me! Le Ge made a gesture and asked the candidates who handed in the papers to follow him with the exam papers.

Just as Lege was about to walk out of the classroom, Confucius came over with a few students who had just arrived.

"Sir! A few of them have finished the exam and have to hand in the exam papers! I'm ready to take them to you! Lege said.

"Good!" Confucius nodded and glanced at the few candidates who had handed in their papers. Then he said, "They have just arrived, so let them write what they know!" ”

"Hmmm! Follow me! Lege arranged a few newly arrived students into their seats, and then gave them bamboo slips and pen and ink.

"Write down everything you know! The more you write, the better, to show that you know these words! And later! Divide into classes! If you know a lot of words in a class, it means that you are smart people! Meet people with few words, in another class! If you don't know a word, you are stupid! You know what? ”

After some explanations, Lege became an invigilator again. But he still couldn't let go of it: was the candidate just now teasing him? That word is the word "hanging"?

This is how the ancient word "hanging" was written?

After a while, another little baby couldn't write the words he knew, looked at Le Ge, and asked to hand in the papers.

"Done?" Lege walked over and asked.

This is an eight or nine-year-old baby, and he looks very fine.

Lege didn't want to scare him, so he was very kind to him.

"Hmmm! Mr! The little boy replied.

"Good!" called him Mr. at the other party, and Lege was very happy. Reached out and touched the other person's little head.

"That's all I know! Mr! I just can't write it! Can I attend large classes? The little boy asked.

"You've written a lot! Not bad! It's amazing that you know so many words at such a young age! Lege boasted.

When the little boy saw that the gentleman praised him, he touched his head and looked flattered.

"Come here! I have something to ask you! Lege pulled the corner of the little boy's clothes and gestured.

"Sir?" The little boy didn't know what to do, so he followed Le Ge out of the classroom.

"Don't go, help Mr. do things! Okay? ”

"What's the matter? Mr? The little boy suddenly looked frightened and asked.

"You sit back in your seat, don't worry about anything, and let the gentleman supervise the other students. You don't care if anyone speaks or plagiarizes, I'll tell Mr. secretly! Sir has something to go out, you know? Mr. is no longer in the classroom, some of the students must be cheating......"

Le Ge was afraid that the little boy would not understand, so he said patiently.

The little boy was very smart, nodded and said, "I understand what Mr. means, Mr. is to let me be a little sir!" ”

"That's right! You are really smart! What is your name? ”

The little boy was embarrassed and whispered, "My name is written on the exam paper!" Mr! ”

"Oh! Oh! Good! Go ahead! ”

Le Ge took the little boy's exam paper and went to Confucius.

Confucius sat upright in his seat and looked at the exam paper seriously. And then! Call the candidate in front of him, point to the words on it and ask, "What is this?" ”

Those candidates who handed in the examination papers knelt (sitting) opposite each other in a row, waiting for the gentleman to read the papers.

For Lege, it's not sitting, it's kneeling. He is a modern society through the past, sitting on the sofa and sitting habits, this kneeling sitting style he is not used to, thinking that it is "kneeling".

"What's the matter?" Confucius saw Le Ge coming in, looked at him and asked.

Le Ge didn't make a sound, took the candidate's exam paper, pointed to the word "hanging" just now, and asked in a low voice: "This word was written by him!" ”

"Hehehe!" Confucius glanced at it and laughed. Said: "This is a legendary word! How to write it, there is no one in the notebook! That's how it should be written! ”

(End of chapter)