Chapter 1646: Heaven’s Jealousy of Talent 8
Xining added even more jealously: "Professor, I said that my father forced me to become a graduate. Do you believe it? Let me tell you, the day before I came to the academy, I had to complete such a workload, and I couldn't finish it in a day. I don’t want to go back and live like this anymore, I want to stay in the college!” He told her that she would die here after graduation.
So pitiful... The students' mentality changed from envy, jealousy and hatred to deep sympathy.
No wonder he knows everything, because his previous studies were so devilish. No wonder he is so tired. He has finished the exams and is about to come to the academy, but still has to study and practice.
Training with the army, my God, few of the noble men here train with the army, but he makes the originally delicate noble daughter suffer. General Ying is really cruel.
Rare things are more valuable, and having fewer heirs is more valuable. They all thought that Ying Haoxiong would be doting on his only daughter, but the result was this.
In contrast, their mediocrity is actually a good thing. Thank God they were not reincarnated in Ying Haoxiong's house, which is simply scarier than a cage full of poisonous snakes and beasts.
"I know, I know." The mathematics professor had a look of compassion on his face, and he patted the air with his hand in a soothing gesture. His voice became the gentlest since this class, so gentle that it almost gave rise to goosebumps: "Don't worry, you can study in the academy peacefully."
"Thank you, Professor." Xining tried his best to show a cute expression of gratitude.
The mathematics professor felt like he was about to shed tears. Although it was a good thing to become a top student, he would not be able to bear such torture if it was his daughter.
Cleared his throat: "Continue class!"
As soon as he finished speaking, "ding ding ding ding~" the get out of class bell rang.
It’s okay, I really don’t have the time to go to class: “get out of class is over, no homework for today.”
There is one more class left, so I won’t change the classroom. Xining didn't care what the students around her looked at her, she just put her arms on the table, put her head on the pillow, and continued to sleep.
There are many distinguished students in the college, as well as professors and instructors. When they went back during the holidays, they talked about this matter. It was spread that Ying Haoxiong was harsh on his daughter and forced her daughter to become a top student.
Once Ying Haoxiong met some old friends. During the meal, after drinking ten bottles of red wine, an old friend took advantage of the alcohol and patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, don't be too harsh on your daughter. After all, she is a woman." My child, blah blah blah..."
Ying Haoxiong......
Confused! Where is the severity? He wanted her to socialize, party, learn a musical instrument, have her hair done, and paint her nails like an ordinary noble girl, but her daughter was like a boy who was born into the wrong child, and didn't listen to him at all, and even went to the military academy.
When someone woke her up again, Xining opened her eyes. After three classes, she was woken up three times. Is it over yet?
After blinking a few times, a piece of manuscript paper and a pen were placed on her desk.
It was a paper for writing. If she didn't wake her up, there would be no place to put the paper.
The Chinese language professor on the podium is thin and somewhat literate. There was also rhythm in his speech: "You can express yourself as you like. You can write whatever you want. If you write well, you can get credits." His eyes secretly glanced at Miss Yingda.
This Ying Xuewu is famous in the teacher's office. The principal fell asleep while talking during the opening ceremony. On the first day of class, every class fell asleep.
The Chinese professor made up his mind that he could not form a habit for her. Even if she wanted to use the college as a vacation center, she would not be able to relax in his class without a brush.
I have passed advanced mathematics, but Chinese is different. I am second in martial arts and first in literature.
Composition title: "My Ambition" No matter how simple the topic is, you still need to write and write something. Is it possible to write that you plan to hang out in the academy for three years?
So write articles and see what great articles she can write. If your writing is not very good, you can use it to educate yourself.
Thinking of this, the Chinese professor was a little proud. But his complacency came to an abrupt end not even a minute later... After Miss Ying wrote a few short lines on the paper, she lay down and fell asleep again!
After waiting for someone for a while, I didn’t have the intention to get up and continue writing. It seems that he is going to sleep after class!
So I held my breath, walked over, picked up the manuscript paper pressed with a pen next to me, and read it out loud deliberately while reading it. Let everyone listen to what is written.
"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the living and the people, carry on the unique knowledge of the past saints, and create peace for all generations!"
"Okay!" The writer who was good at writing immediately exclaimed.
Each sentence is more heroic than the next, and the words are concise and grand. Especially in the war-torn world, the last sentence "to create peace for all generations" can make ambitious people rise in their hearts and make those who have suffered from war shed tears after listening to it.
Xining was awakened by a sudden shout of applause, and admiring glances were cast from all around.
Hehe, there is no Zhang Zai in this world, nor is there any Hengqu Four Sentences. Since there is no stipulated word count requirement, just be lazy and use it.
A good sentence, a really good sentence, enough to be passed down through the ages! The Chinese language professor's hands trembled with excitement and he read it several times.
He raised his head. At this time, he no longer saw the scholar's arrogance, and asked in a calm tone: "What does it mean to establish one's mind?"
Xining replied: "Heaven and earth have no heart, but people have hearts. Heart is the heart of a benevolent person who loves and helps others, and the heart of a saint who is Kuo Ran. The human heart lends itself to heaven and earth, and heaven and earth love the great Duke."
The Chinese professor felt ashamed. Don't talk about anything else. These four sentences are worth a thousand words. You can really take a nap after finishing writing.
I have written quite a lot in my life, but compared to these four sentences, it is just plain water and tasteless.
A feeling of jealousy arose spontaneously, and he couldn't help but sneered sarcastically: "To bring peace to all generations, that's such a big statement. Can you bring peace just by sleeping?"
There were snickers from all around, and they were even more proud: "No one dares to boast about such a Haikou. Can you do it, or can the British general do it?"
As soon as I finished speaking, there was silence in the classroom.
Something is wrong... A male student slapped the table with an angry look on his face: "This is written about ambitions, what ambitions are, wishes, and goals of hard work. What kind of teacher do you think you are if you act like this?"
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Xining looked back and searched his memory. He found out that the male student's father was under Ying Haoxiong's command and his name was Li Chengwang. In the previous plot, Li Chengwang was one year older than the master because he was unruly and lonely. When the body master was killed, he had already graduated and did not participate in this training. Later, he served under Ying Haoxiong. Ying Haoxiong helped in revenge, and finally died in the hands of the enemy.
This chaos affects both the military and civilians. Half of the ten people were killed or injured. Human tragedies occur every day.
Anyone who dares to speak ill of Ying Haoxiong will never be tolerated. Li Chengwang said with a cold face: "If you have the ability, ask General Ying if he can do it."
I said the wrong thing... The Chinese professor's thin face suddenly turned pale.
(End of chapter)