Chongqing, Zhou Mansion.

Early morning.

Fu Shuyun came to the garden clearing in her practice clothes, where five children were already standing. They are 12-year-old Zhou Weilie, 9-year-old Zhou Shuoming and Zhou Yangji. In addition, Sun Yonghao's 6-year-old eldest son Sun Jizong, and Zhu Guozhen's 6-year-old third daughter Zhu Meiling.

"In order of tallness, stand in line!" Fu Shuyun shouted with a whip in his hand.

The female martial artist who appears in this book is one of the members of the wushu team who performed at the Berlin Olympics, specializing in Mianquan and Bagua chain legs, and won the women's equipment championship in the 6th National Martial Arts Competition.

Fu Shuyun is a martial arts teacher that Zhu Guozhen suggested hiring, specializing in teaching Mianquan to children. This martial art is suitable for girls to practice, and it has outstanding effects in moving muscles and bones, and is more suitable for exercising children's bodies than Xingyi boxing, Baguazhang and other boxing methods.

The basic movements were taught as early as the winter vacation, and now Zhou Hexuan's three sons practice routines, which are called fancy things by ordinary people. Sun Yonghao's son and Zhu Guozhen's daughter will need to continue to practice the basics, and their future development direction is to be martial artists, or at least martial arts athletes.

"Hah!"

"Hah!"

Zhou Shuoming and Zhou Yangji practiced very hard, but Zhou Weilie was quite bored, and his punches and kicks were out of shape.

"Smack!"

Fu Shuyun used the whip to whip Zhou Weilie's body, and said with a straight face: "Classmate Weilie, please pay attention!" ”

"Hee-hee!" Zhou Shuoming and Zhou Yang pursed their lips and snickered, they were happy to see their brother eat deflated.

Zhou Weilie rubbed his injured shoulder, glanced at his sister and sister who were studying under the big banyan tree, and felt extremely resentful of his father. Why can Zhou Lingjun and Zhou Chunxi learn musical instruments, but he can only learn boxing stupidly?

Finally finished the workout time, Zhou Weilie immediately picked up his schoolbag and ran to the dock, with several followers behind him.

The two sisters, Zhou Lingjun and Zhou Chunxi, walked slowly with their schoolbags, humming the patriotic songs of Master's Protestantism a few days ago.

Last summer, Zhou Hexuan refused to let his son skip a grade again, but he still jumped after all, because his son's approach left him with nothing to say - Zhou Weilie only spent seven months tutoring, and in the final exam at the end of last year, he raised the average score of Chinese language, English, history, geography, flora and fauna and other subjects to more than 80.

It can only be said that the top students are the top students after all, and there is no such thing as a partial subject, but they are not interested in studying seriously.

Einstein also failed to enter the university entrance examination that year, because his liberal arts grades were too poor, so he had to go to a middle school to repeat his studies. For the sake of face, he also told his family members who were far away that he would take a college preparatory class, and then easily catch up with his liberal arts grades in a year.

The small river is rowing forward, breaking through the faint morning light, and the rising sun is in the distance.

Zhou Lingjun is 13 years old and is in the second grade of junior high school at Nankai Middle School; Zhou Shuoming, Zhou Yangji, Zhou Chunxi, Sun Jizong and Zhu Meiling are all still in primary school, attending Chongqing Nankai Temporary Primary School.

It took an hour and a half for the Xiaojiang ferry to finally arrive at Shapingba Wharf.

On the way, only Zhou Weilie read seriously, Zhou Lingjun took his sister Chunxi to paint for fun, and the other children either frolicked or made up for sleep. Before the boat stopped on the shore, Zhou Weilie jumped down with his schoolbag and ran away without a trace.

Nankai system, regardless of universities, primary and secondary schools, are all private schools, and children who can study here have at least a well-off level at home.

A teacher stood guard at the school gate, and the students who were laughing and playing immediately became obedient and bowed respectfully: "Good morning, sir!" ”

Zhou Weilie also stopped, casually shouted "Hello sir", and then continued to run into the school gate.

"Zhou Weilie, stop!" The teacher yelled.

"What's wrong?" Zhou Weilie turned around in a daze.

The teacher counted down and said, "Look at you, your clothes are untidy, and your schoolbag is crooked, how can you look like a student?" Hurry up and get dressed! ”

There are large mirrors in all important passages of Nankai School, and one side is set up at the school gate.

Zhou Weilie had no choice but to walk back honestly, straighten his clothes and schoolbag in front of the mirror, turn around and ask, "Sir, can I go?" ”

The teacher said with a black face: "Don't think that if you are a prodigy, you can disobey the school rules and discipline, punish you to memorize the "Mirror Proverb" here ten times, and enter the school when you finish memorizing it!" ”

Zhou Weilie rolled his eyes, and immediately recited: "The face must be clean, the hair must be cut, the clothes must be neat, and the buttons must be knotted." The head is straight, the shoulders are flat, and the chest is broad......"

The teacher waited for Zhou Weilie to finish memorizing the "Mirror Motto" ten times before putting on a smiling face and said seriously: "Student Weilie, as a student and as a Chinese, you must not only work hard to learn knowledge, but also develop good habits and morals. You have been caught by me six times in less than two years in Nankai Middle School, and you must restrain yourself well in the future. Got it? ”

"I know, I forgot to carry my schoolbag today." Zhou Weilie lowered his head and admitted his mistake, but he didn't care in his heart.

The teacher said: "Mr. Ling Zunzhou's new work is quite controversial, do you know what the deep meaning of his creation of this book is? ”

"Sir is talking about 'The Little Prince'?" Zhou Weilie asked.

The teacher nodded and said, "It's "The Little Prince." ”

Zhou Weilie smiled: "It was a fairy tale, written several years ago, to lull our brothers and sisters to sleep at night. And the story is so childish that I don't even like to listen to it, and he has to read it all the time. But the hypnosis worked so well that I fell asleep while listening. ”

The teacher sighed: "You, you're still too young to hear the emotions behind the story, and you've wasted Ling Zun's hard work." Go, go, go to the classroom for morning reading. ”

"Then I'll go, sir." Zhou Weilie bent down and bowed, and then ran into the air.

This kid is already in his third year of high school after skipping a grade, and he will take the college entrance examination in a few months. As soon as he walked into the classroom, the other students in the class greeted him one after another: "Zhou Gongzi is early!" ”

The so-called "Zhou Gongzi" is naturally ridiculous, and even has a little doting on the little brother in the class.

When Zhou Weilie was studying, he was often isolated and excluded by his classmates, and he was not an adolescent teenager. But the high school student is much more mature, and he doesn't look at him in a strange light, at most he is just curious.

There are many dignitaries and nobles in Nankai Middle School, such as Feng Yuxiang's daughter is in her second year of high school, and Xiao Weilie was at the same table with her before skipping a grade.

"Vilie, come over and help me see what I did wrong with this differential equation?" Today's table building Nanquan beckoned.

Zhou Weilie immediately came over, threw away his schoolbag and studied the differential equation with Lou Nanquan.

His grandfather has a Ph.D. in physics from Tokyo Institute of Technology, his grandmother has a master's degree in art from Waseda University, and his parents are also high-level intellectuals. He has laid the foundation for learning since he was a child, and he has already taught himself high mathematics before graduating from high school - the future member of the Chinese Academy of Sciences (lifelong honor, equivalent to academician).

Zhou Weilie was discussing math problems with Lou Nanquan, and Lu Wanzhen, a female classmate in the front row, suddenly turned around, holding a copy of "The Little Prince" in her hand and said, "Little Brother Zhou, can you ask your father to sign the book?" ”

"My dad went to India and hasn't returned yet." Zhou Weilie didn't raise his head and continued to do the question.

"Oh," Lu Wanzhen was a little disappointed, and said again, "When Uncle Zhou returns to Chongqing, can you help me bring the book for autographing?" ”

"No problem." Zhou Weilie agreed.

"Thank you so much, please eat something delicious at noon!" Lu Wanzhen said happily.

Private school students must have different family backgrounds. Lu Wanzhen's father is an entrepreneur who returned from studying in Japan, and her mother is also a progressive woman who graduated from normal school. Well, she herself is also a scholar, and she will serve as the chief engineer of the Refining Research Institute of the Ministry of Petroleum Industry in the future, and another academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

The future female academician is about to graduate from high school, and she is not worried about failing the college entrance examination at all, but looks at "The Little Prince" with grace.

By the time school ended in the morning, Zhou Weilie had been found by sixteen classmates, and even the next class came to ask him to go home and ask for an autograph. Zhou Weilie is used to this, every time his father publishes a new book, there will inevitably be a bunch of classmates asking for autographs.

After lunch, Zhou Weilie was taking a nap on the table, but he heard a group of classmates arguing.

"Hmph, these people are so bad! "The Little Prince" is obviously so well written, but he actually scolded Mr. Zhou in the newspaper for not knowing the hatred of the country. ”

"Originally, I didn't know the hatred of the country, but now when the national crisis is at hand, everyone writes anti-Japanese war literature, and Mr. Zhou has the leisure to write fairy tales."

"What's wrong with fairy tales? The book expresses truth, goodness and beauty, but does not teach people to learn bad. ”

"If you don't write anti-Japanese war literature, you are unpatriotic!"

"Who said Mr. Zhou was not patriotic? If Mr. Zhou was not patriotic, why did the Japanese assassinate him? You are so patriotic, why didn't the Japanese come and assassinate you! ”

"Strong words!"

"It was meant to be!"

“……”

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