The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 115 The Various Talents of the Talented Ma Ruoxi
"Hahahaha..." Long Acai beside him immediately burst out laughing, "Mabia, you are the only one who thinks your daughter is a treasure, and you want everyone to know her, don't you think too much?"

"You..." Being ridiculed, Ma Biao was so angry!
He looked at Long Acai, then at Kong Meng: "Isn't this Mr. Kong, then I will introduce myself for my daughter..."

"Dad!!!" Ma Ruoxi, who is usually hard to be moved by anything, couldn't help blushing when seeing her father speak like this, "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Kong is very powerful, he is usually so busy, I don't know if I'm right..."

Ma Biao interrupted him before he finished speaking: "Normal, what is normal? I said he is ignorant, but he is ignorant... and he is amazing. He doesn't even know who my daughter is. How can he be so amazing?"

"Mr. Kong, when it comes to my daughter, you may not know her name, but have you ever heard of "My Floating Is Not a Dream"?"

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

"What dream?"

"Floating is not a dream, do you not understand human words or something?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Ma Ruoxi's face turned even redder in an instant: "Dad, that's called "My Future Is Not a Dream". Future is in English, and it translates to "My Future Is Not a Dream""

Ma Biao: "That's right, that's about it."

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

Ma Biao's face darkened: "What song? What are you talking about! "My Future Is Not a Dream" is a novel, a 100 million-word youth campus novel written by my daughter."

Confucius and Mencius: "Oh, I haven't heard of that."

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

""One Generation"???" Confucius and Mencius were immediately shocked. Could it be that there is also a generation in this world?Be clear that this is a real parallel space!
Seeing the surprised expression of Confucius and Mencius, Ma Biao immediately laughed:
"It seems that I have heard it. It's okay. It's good to have heard it. Now you know how powerful my daughter is. Back then, because of this poem, she was praised by everyone as the undisputed number one talented woman in Zhiyuan!"

"It's amazing!" Although he was still surprised, Confucius and Mencius still had to admire him.

Although the author has changed, if the girl Ruoxi in front of me can write the same "One Generation", she will also have a place in the Huaguo poetry circle.

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

"Hiss~~~" Contrary to Kongmeng's expectation, as soon as he finished speaking, there were gasps of air all around.

Especially Ma Ruoxi, the little girl's black pupils burst into a blazing brilliance instantly:

"'The night gave me black eyes, and I use them to find light!' What a beautiful sentence, Mr. Kong, is this your new work? Is there a later part?"

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

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

Ma Ruoxi: "... Teacher Kong was joking, my "One Generation" is the first long poem."

As she spoke she read:
"Flowers line the path,
Shaded by trees on both sides,

Hibiscus maple leaf slices,

Ruixue vanilla Sensen
It's just us,

The most passionate youth of that era!

......"

With a crisp voice and a soothing rhythm, the surroundings are full of rhythmic beauty.

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

After Ma Ruoxi finished reading the poem, she looked at the expressions of Confucius and Mencius, and immediately understood:
"It seems that the "One Generation" that Mr. Kong said is not the same thing as my "One Generation", and although you only said a few sentences, I know that my poems are far inferior in terms of artistic conception and words. "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

"Hey, teacher, don't you know that my daughter's poems just say that you don't know, do you need to use two broken sentences that don't understand the meaning? Ruoxi, don't be angry!"

Seeing his daughter suddenly depressed, Ma Biao snorted again, "Forget it, even if you don't understand poetry and don't read novels, then the No. 2 grade in the single Chinese subject will know it?"

Confucius and Mencius finally realized: "You mean the girl in Class 149 who scored [-]?"

Reminiscent of what Ma Biao said just now that Ma Ruoxi was also in class nine, he couldn't help but say, "Could it be that your daughter is..."

"Hahaha, you're not too stupid after all. That's right, this time the second place in Chinese in the whole grade, the number one talented woman in Zhiyuan who is just one point away, is my good daughter—Ma Ruoxi!"

The little girl in front of him was full of admiration in Kong Meng's eyes.

Yes, he really admired it.

Although in terms of scores, Ma Ruoxi is a little lower than Long Aotian, but don't forget that the other party got this result by relying on their own real strength.

And what about Long Aotian?What he has mastered are the most advanced training methods and learning concepts in the [Chinese Textbook for Middle Schools], plus some books he read on weekdays, and he has accumulated a lot of knowledge and made a blockbuster.

How strong is the training method of [Chinese Cases for Middle Schools]?It can be seen from Wang Tong.

In the past, Wang Tong's 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, he was able to achieve zero mistakes in the previous subjective questions.

Even if there is an element of luck in it, it is enough to explain a lot of problems.

Seeing that Confucius and Mencius finally gave in, Ma Biao laughed again: "Oh, there is no way, my daughter is always so good, no matter how ignorant you are, she can still convince you from the angle you are interested in."

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

Ma Ruoxi hurriedly said, she just heard from her Chinese teacher how well Class 1 (Senior Grade [-]) did in the Chinese test this time.

It's a pity that I didn't finish my sentence, but was interrupted by Ma Biao again: "Good girl, we don't need to be modest, didn't that so-and-so said that it's a liar if you just say but don't do it, and a fool if you just do it but don't say it.

Your grades should be whatever you want, we will not be liars, and we will never be fools.

This is your pride, as well as your father's pride, unlike some people, who praise how good their son is in front of others every day, but in fact, they just think that a gentleman can bully him..."

After speaking, he gave Long Acai a provocative look.

Long Acai's face immediately darkened: "Ma, who are you referring to as Sang and Huai?"

Ma Biao: "Boss Long doesn't need to drag these idioms for me, I'm talking about you, what's the matter, don't you agree?"

"you……"

"What me? I really think that my son can compare with my good daughter by complimenting you?
Even if we don't talk about her books and poems, if we only talk about his Chinese score this time, even if he multiplies it by 2, his score will not be as high as my daughter's, right? "

Long Acai was also angry when he heard the words: "What do you mean by taking 2 less than your daughter's test? You are too self-righteous! No matter how hard Aotian takes the test, it is impossible not to get 75 points."

"So confident? Do you dare to make a bet?"

"Gamble, bet, anyone who is afraid of who is my grandson."

"Don't think I didn't hear you swearing, if you want to gamble, bet well!"

"You... hum..."

Long Acai, you have been talking for a long time, but in the end, you still didn't dare to answer the other party's words.

If he just gambles with the opponent, it's nothing, if he loses, he loses. He is not the kind of person who can't afford to lose.

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

Unexpectedly, just as Long Ah Cai turned his head angrily, he saw Kong Meng 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?"

"Didn't Long Aotian say anything? About his grades."

"...No, Aotian never told me these things. By the way, you talk about his grades, what happened to his grades?"

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

(End of this chapter)