The system invites me to be a teacher

"Hahahaha..." Long Acai immediately laughed, "Ma Biao, you only think of your daughter as a baby. You want everyone to know her. Do you think too much?"

"You..." Ma Biao was annoyed when he was ridiculed!

He looked at Long Acai, then at Confucius and Mencius: "This teacher Kong is right, then I will introduce myself for my daughter..."

"Dad!!!" Ma Ruoxi, whose father was talking like this, could hardly be moved by anything in ordinary times, her calm face couldn't help but flush, "Don't talk nonsense, Teacher Kong is very powerful, he is so busy at ordinary times. I don’t know I’m very upright..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Ma Biao: "What is normal? I say he is lonely and ignorant. He is ignorant and ignorant... and amazing. I don't even know who my daughter is. Where can I go?"

"Teacher Kong, when it comes to my daughter, you may not know the name, but I wonder if you have heard "My Floating Is Not a Dream"?"

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

"What dream?"

"It's not a dream to float, do you not understand people or something?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Ma Ruoxi's face turned red in an instant: "Dad, it's called "My future is not a dream". The future is in English, and the translation is "My future is not a dream".

Ma Biao: "Yes, that's what it means."

Confucius and Mencius thought for a while: "Is this a song?"

Ma Biao's face turned black: "What song? What are you talking about! "My Future Is Not a Dream" is a novel, a youth campus novel written by my daughter with a length of 1 million words.

Confucius and Mencius: "Oh, I have never heard of it."

"You...well, I haven't heard of novels, you always know poetry, the title of the poem is "A Generation"!"

""A Generation"???" Confucius and Mencius was immediately shocked, is there a generation in this world?Be clear that this is a real parallel space!

Seeing Kong and Meng's surprised expression, Ma Biao immediately laughed:

"It seems that I have really heard it. It's okay. I have heard it. Now I know my daughter is amazing. Because of this poem, she was praised by everyone as the undisputed number one talented woman in Zhiyuan!"

"Awesome!" Although still surprised, Confucius and Mencius still had to admire.

Although the author has changed, the girl Ruoxi in front of her can write the same "Generation", and the Chinese poetry world will also have her place.

Thinking of this, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help thinking: "The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to find light! It's great."

"Hiss~~~" To Confucius and Mencius's expectation, as soon as his words fell, the sound of cold air was all around him.

Especially Ma Ruoxi, the little girl’s black pupils burst into shining light instantly:

"'Night night gave me black eyes, but I use it to find light!' What a beautiful sentence, Teacher Kong, is this your new work? Is there a back part?"

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

"What do you mean? Isn't this "A Generation" written by you?"

Ma Ruoxi: "... Teacher Kong laughed, my "A Generation" is the first long poem."

As she said, she read:

"Flowers cover the path,

Shady on both sides of green trees,

Hibiscus maple leaf slices,

Ruixue Vanilla Sensen

This belongs to us only,

The most exciting youth of that era!

..."

With a crisp voice and a soothing rhythm, all four weeks are full of ups and downs.

But Confucius and Mencius was dumbfounded: "Fuck, what the hell is this?"

Ma Ruoxi finished reading the poem, and then looked at the expressions of Confucius and Mencius, and immediately understood what:

"It seems that the "Generation" and my "Generation" in Mr. Kong's mouth are not the same thing, and although you only said two sentences, I know that my poems are far inferior regardless of the artistic conception or the words used. "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

"Hey, this teacher, if you don't know my daughter's poem, you just say that you don't know it is, do you need to use two broken sentences that don't understand what it means? Don't be angry, Ruoxi!"

Seeing her daughter's mood suddenly depressed, Ma Biao hummed again, "Forget it, even if you don't understand poetry and don't read novels, then you always know that the second-ranked Chinese single subject this time?"

Confucius and Mencius finally realized: "You mean the girl in Class 9 who got 149 points?"

Recalling that Ma Biao said just now that Ma Ruoxi was also in Class 9, he couldn't help but said, "Could it be that your daughter is..."

"Hahaha, you are not too stupid at last. That's right, this time the Chinese language is second in the single subject of the whole year, and the first talented woman who is perfect by one point is my good daughter-Ma Ruoxi!"

Confucius and Mencius admired the little girl in front of her.

Yes, he really admires it.

Although Ma Ruoxi is a bit lower than Long Aotian in terms of scores, don't forget that the opponent got this score by virtue of his true strength.

And Long Aotian?He has mastered the most advanced training methods and learning concepts in the [Middle School Language and Literature Case], plus some books that he reads on weekdays, and he has accumulated a lot of accumulation and made a blockbuster.

[Middle School Language and Literature Case] ​​How strong is the training method?It can be seen from Wang Tong.

The previous Wang Tong language has been hovering at 120 points. What is the concept of 120 points?Just crossed the threshold of good.

But at this level, after a period of special training by Confucius and Mencius, the previous subjective questions can be achieved without errors.

Even if there is an element of luck, it is enough to explain many problems.

Seeing Confucius and Mencius finally subdued, Ma Biao laughed again: "Hey, no way, my daughter is always so good, even if you are ignorant, she can convince you from the angle of your interest."

"Dad, at my level, I don't dare to be in front of Teacher Kong..."

Ma Ruoxi hurriedly said, she just learned from her Chinese teacher how well the Chinese test of the second grade (1) class was this time.

It's a pity that he didn't finish his words, and was interrupted by Ma Biao: "My dear daughter, we don't need to be humble. Haven't you ever said that you are a liar, and if you don't do it, you are a fool."

Whatever your grades should be, we are not a liar, and we will never be a fool.

This is your pride, as well as the pride of your father. Unlike some people, five people every day praise how good their son is in front of others, but in fact, it is nothing more than the feeling that a gentleman can deceive him..."

After speaking, he looked at Long Acai provocatively.

Long Acai's face turned black immediately: "The surnamed Ma, who do you mean Sang cursing against?"

Ma Biao: "Boss Long doesn't need to drag me these idioms. I'm talking about you. What's the matter? You are not convinced?"

"you……"

"What am I? You really think that your son can be compared with my good daughter?

Even if you don't talk about her books and poems, and just talk about the language score this time, I am afraid that even if he multiplies by 2, the score is not as much as my daughter's exam, right?"

Long Acai became angry when he heard the words: "What is multiplication 2 hasn't been tested by your daughter as much? It's too self-righteous! No matter how Aotian takes the test, it is impossible to not even get 75 points."

"So confident? Then dare you make a bet?"

"Gamble, whoever is afraid of who is my grandson."

"Don't think I didn't hear you cursing, just gamble!"

"You...huh..."

Long Acai has been you for a long time, but in the end still did not dare to answer the other party's words.

If he is just gambling with the other party, it’s okay. If he loses, he will lose. He is not the kind of person who cannot afford to lose.

What he is worried about is his son. Although there are many conflicts between the two masters, he is still afraid of hurting the little guy's self-esteem.

Unexpectedly, Long Acai turned his head angrily, and saw Kong and Mencius looking at him with a very strange look.

He couldn't help touching his cheek: "Mr. Kong, what's wrong with you?"

Confucius and Mencius asked strangely: "Don't you know?"

"what do you know?"

"Long Aotian didn't say it? About his achievements."

"...No, Aotian never told me this. By the way, you said his grades, what happened to his grades?"

"It's nothing, you'll know in a while."