Chapter 9 The competition questions

The ten children, except for Zhang Dudu and the three children, who are now rosy, are a little fat.

The other seven children all looked pitiful.

Not to mention the slim figure, they all have pale faces and skinny skin.

The most important thing is that they looked at Ye Ping with some timidity. This is one of the most characteristic that rural children have - inferiority complex.

Ye Ping absolutely does not want his students to have such a personality.

It must show a sturdy and coquettish attitude, with the aura of swallowing thousands of miles away.

Early the next morning, Ye Ping summoned the children.

Zhang Dudu stood among the group of children, and then he talked to the group of children like a little leader.

"Stand neatly!"

However, before he could say a few words, Ye Ping took aside.

"You squad leader is responsible for Wang Daya. You are the deputy squad leader!"

Zhang Dudu pouted reluctantly, but he still had to accept reality.

It's still early to the game, and Ye Ping turned on his phone without any trouble.

The sound of "Ding Dong..." keeps ringing.

Immediately afterwards, I saw unread messages coming from my phone.

[Elementary Chinese character ability has been entered]

[Elementary Tang poetry and Song lyrics ability has been inputted]

【Pinyin ability has been inputted】

[Enterprise calligraphy ability has been inputted]

.....

Ye Ping was a little ecstatic when he saw this information.

He couldn't wait to know how capable these children are.

"Each of you write down your name."

Ye Ping looked at the children with some doubts. His voice was very small, and he seemed to be unable to hear anything he could make.

"Write it on the ground with branches!"

Ye Ping looked at the group of children suspiciously.

These are all children who wear trousers and play with mud when they have nothing to do. Not to mention writing names, they don’t even know how to read texts.

Have they made progress in one night?

Just when Ye Ping's mind was full of doubt, the children had already picked up branches.

Under Ye Ping's incredible eyes, they wrote down their names one after another.

The name looks neat and neat.

It's OK!

"So awesome!"

Ye Ping couldn't help but praise him and said.

The children didn't know what was going on, and they all looked at Ye Ping in confusion.

We just write one word?

Why did the teacher in front of him have such an extreme reaction?

Ye Ping cried with joy and hurriedly raised his hand to point at the sky.

"Today we welcome nine new students. We must make a chicken meal. In the future, the Lantern Academy will leave such a tradition. As long as there are new students, we will entertain a large plate of chickens."

The children applauded and started to jump.

Next, the ones who took the pot, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, firewood, and stoves were all busy.

Just as Ye Ping and the children were about to start making chicken, Ge Hong, Ge Hong's participating students, Feng Kang, reporters, and some villagers, a large group of people walked up from the foot of the mountain in a mighty manner.

"See you? What I said is coming, you can see it yourself."

As soon as these people walked up the mountain, Ge Hong pointed to the scene in front of him and said to everyone.

Everyone didn't say anything, but some reporters carried the cameras and pointed them at Ye Ping's children with curiosity.

"Oh, you're all here. Why don't you start? Or wait for us to finish?"

Ye Ping filled in a handful of firewood and said to everyone with a look of embarrassment.

"Ye Ping, do you know what you are going to do today?"

Ge Hong said with an unhappy look,

"Didn't we agree yesterday that we will compete in the two schools today."

Feng Kang then said something, and he also looked at Ye Ping with some resentment.

"I know. But you also know that our school has to attend classes every morning."

Ye Ping shrugged and said.

"Class? Are you calling it class? Are you making chicken in your school?"

Ge Hong was about to laugh as he spoke.

Some reporters and ordinary people around him also laughed after hearing this.

"Yes, this is a food class. This kind of welcome ceremony is adopted for our new students." Ye Ping looked at him seriously and said.

"I'm so laughing!"

"That's right! The daily course of this school is to go up the mountain to catch pheasants and then make chickens. Everyone sees it, and there is also a pretty decent chicken coop!" Ge Hong's eyes were pointed. Soon, he saw the chicken coop not far from the school and said to everyone.

"I said to fellow villagers, if you want your children to have a promising future, you can think about it yourself."

After Ge Hong finished speaking, he put his arm on his chest and stretched out his legs, showing a proud manner.

Feng Kang was also a little impatient and waved his hand directly.

"Okay, we've already talked about the competition. Let's finish the process first."

"Where is your student Ge Hong?"

Ge Hong snapped his fingers.

Then five taller students walked up from behind the crowd.

Every child here wears eyes, and three of them have three bars sewn on their arms.

It is obvious that these five children are already in Ge Hong's school and have performed quite well.

"Where are yours?"

Feng Kang glanced at Ye Ping.

"My students are all here. Anyone can do it."

Ye Ping said casually.

As soon as the words fell, waves of restlessness came from the crowd.

"I want to remind you, Ye Ping. Today, the reporters are all here. The results of the competition directly affect whether the school will continue to run. I suggest you be more serious and choose a few people who think are better to compete!"

Feng Kang looked at Ye Ping again with a serious look on his face.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ge Hong couldn't help but smile,

"Okay, leader, don't make things difficult for him. It's not okay to find any one. It's good to be able to barely recognize a number."

After Ge Hong finished speaking, he leaned over and said to Feng Kang in a low voice.

"There are a few who went to school for a few days, and most of the rest just came here! I haven't read the book for a day!"

After hearing this, Feng Kang nodded.

"Anyway, what we said before, then what to do!"

"The rules have been on TV, so they must not change. Yes! villagers!"

Feng Kang signaled the reporters to point the camera at him, and said to the villagers.

Ge Hong had already arranged a few thorns in the crowd. When the town leaders said this, everyone started to make excuses and laughter continued.

"Then that's it, you can bring out your own questions."

Feng Kang started the second process of the competition.

Ge Hong walked over and took out a piece of paper from his pocket.

"Don't say I bullied you. What I've done here is quite simple. Five Chinese questions and five math questions."

"My five Chinese questions are simple. The first one is to write your own name. The second one is to memorize an ancient poem.
Chapter completed!