Take this little lucky star home and the whole dynasty will be filled with prosperity!

Lolo sat upright in the middle of the classroom, staring with his big round eyes and blinking at the new teacher who had just arrived.

The new teacher’s surname was Sun. He was an old scholar. He used to run an academy in the town. At that time, the academy had many students and a very good reputation.

But in this disaster year, when people can’t even get enough food to eat, studying is the most useless thing. How could ordinary people still send their children to study here?

Without students, the college would be empty.

With his financial resources cut off, Master Sun closed the academy.

When Lin Guangsheng learned about this, he went to his home and hired him to teach the children with two taels of silver per month. This made Master Sun, who was already old, very happy.

Ever since the academy closed, his family had been living an extremely difficult life, and they almost had to flee from famine.

However, Lin Guangsheng's arrival gave his whole family hope of survival.

So he immediately packed his luggage and followed Lin Guangsheng to Shiliu Village.

When he first entered school, the children all looked at him eagerly.

However, some children were very reserved and looked at him secretly and cautiously.

Some children were very curious and looked him up and down.

Some of the children were very happy and looked at him with smiles in their eyes.

The only thing was the little girl sitting in the middle of the front row, about three or four years old, with two pigtails, a piece of grass in her mouth, her little feet swinging leisurely, and she looked at him with a nonchalant expression.

Yes, that's being careless.

No, if a girl is like this, how will she get married in the future?

He was determined to straighten her up, straighten her up completely.

Lin Luoluo stared at Master Sun without blinking. Alas, just as an old man left, another old man came.

She seems to have a lot of luck with old men in this life!

Master Sun looked very serious. He was very old and had a lot of wrinkles on his face.

Dad said that the older he gets, the richer his experience is, and every wrinkle on his face is the most beautiful precipitation of time. Plus, with a little culture, it is easier for him to understand life. Only when such a person with such background teaches, children will not go astray.

I saw the old man reading on the stage with ups and downs, shaking his head.

The children followed behind, dragging out the words with long tails, their eyes fighting, and their breath dragging.

“When a person is born, his nature is good.”

"Man is originally good."

"Natures are similar, but habits make them different."

"Sexual similarities, habits different"

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The little guy couldn't hold on any longer. He covered his dizzy head and fell into drowsiness.

Saliva flowed from the corners of his mouth. He spoke loudly and grinned, as if he had had a sweet dream.

Master Sun was so angry that he smashed the book on her desk, making a loud bang. The little person, who was dreaming, was scared and almost fell off the chair.

"Did you listen to me reading just now?" the teacher scolded sternly.

"Yes, not only did I listen carefully just now, I also listened carefully in my dreams." The little guy smiled awkwardly without blushing or breathing heavily.

"Then tell me, what did I just read?"

"When a person is born, his nature is good. Natures are close, but habits make them different. If there is no teaching, nature will change. The way of teaching is to be focused. In the past, Mencius' mother chose a neighbor. When her son refused to learn, she broke the loom... Others leave their children with gold. I teach my children with only one principle. Diligence is rewarding, but playing is useless. Beware, and make an effort."

The little guy recited the Three Character Classic from beginning to end in one go.

The old teacher was so shocked that he touched his gray beard tremblingly and sighed in admiration.

"Genius!! This is genius!"

"He's only three and a half years old, but he has such talent. He's truly a child prodigy!"

"Do you know? The smartest child I have ever seen is named Fang Zhongyong. This child is really gifted. He started learning at the age of five, wrote poems at the age of seven, and wrote essays at the age of nine. If he can persist, he will pass the examination to become a scholar when he is twelve or thirteen years old."

"But, alas, it's all his fault, his unfortunate father, who was extremely vain and thought his son was a natural prodigy."

"I took him everywhere to show off his poems to relatives, friends and neighbors every day."

"It got to the point where he would show off his son to people he knew or didn't know on the street."

"He even brazenly said that if there's a dog in the village who doesn't know that his son is a child prodigy, it's his fault as a father!"

The more the old man spoke, the more miserable his expression became, and he lamented repeatedly.

The children in the school listened with great interest. This was much more interesting than the Three Character Classic.

Now, seeing the old man suddenly pause, as if the story was to be continued, the group of kids became very anxious.

"Master, what happened to this child named Zhongyong? Did he pass the imperial examination?" an older child asked immediately.

"Of course not, otherwise, how could it be called "Shang Zhongyong"!" The little guy added cleverly.

These stories were almost told to death by Wenquxing in the God Realm before, such as the story of Zhongyong, Kong Rong giving up his pear tree, Meng Mu's three moves, hanging from the beam and piercing the thigh, and rising to dance upon hearing the cock-crow...

I only remember that she wrote a sequel, blending these stories together to create a huge story, which almost made the old man Wenquxing die of blood loss.

Because of this incident, Wenquxing used up half of his cultivation in order to heal his internal injuries.

Later, he cried and prayed to heaven, asking to resign from the position of dean, and said that he just wanted to spend his later years in peace.

Later, a large sign was put up at Wenquxing's residence, prohibiting Lin Luoluo from entering.

However, she never understood why Old Man Wen wanted to stop having anything to do with her just because she told a story.

Because of this, she was sad for quite a while.

"Hahahaha, even the ending of the story can be summarized so accurately, it's really great!"

"Wow, you are truly a rare child prodigy!"

"The Three Character Classic is so long, and I only demonstrated reading it to you once, but you can remember it all, even the place where I paused just now, and you can remember it exactly the same."

"Your brain is truly unique and extraordinary!!"

"In my lifetime, being able to be your teacher is enough for me!"

"As long as you study hard, I will teach you everything I have learned in my life."

"In the future, you may become a powerful person. Your blessing is yet to come!!"

The old man became more and more excited as he spoke, and the more he looked at Lolo, the more he liked her. He couldn't help but stretch out his dry hand and gently touch her head.

The little guy was so scared that he jumped off the chair with a look of disgust on his face, "No no no, stay away from me, I am obsessed with looks, you are so ugly!!"

The old man's hand, which he had not yet had time to retract, stopped awkwardly in mid-air, and his other hand was placed on his chest, trying to calm himself down.