Houfu Key Class

Xu Wan tilted her head and replied: "That's true, but you practiced martial arts and studied at the same time, and got the double top prize at the age of fifteen. Are you working as hard as Jin Cheng and others now?"

Zong Zhao thought for a while and said: "They get up earlier than usual, usually around midnight, because early morning is suitable for both martial arts practice and endorsement."

Xu Wan: "..."

She was reflecting on whether she had pushed the children too hard for the exam, but Zong Zhao opened his mouth and made her look like a Buddhist.

Xu Wan commented: "It has to be you, you are too cruel to yourself."

Zong Zhao said seriously: "I was also anxious at that time. I wanted to prove to my father that I could study well while practicing martial arts, so I worked harder than before. I just wanted to give it a try, but I didn't expect to pass the exam."

"So?" Xu Wan waited for his next words.

Zong Zhao joked seriously: "So maybe I'm lucky and it's not that good for me to meet students from that class?"

Xu Wan couldn't hold back her laughter and replied: "You have broken the age record of the youngest number one scholar in Da Chu, and you still say such irritating words. If the students of your generation hear it, why don't they all rush to our house to follow you?" Did you fight?"

Zong Zhao was not afraid, nodded and said: "Come on, I just want to see what the scholars are like."

Xu Wan: "..." Killed.

Who dares to compete with the general?

Zong Zhao looked at her quietly and asked softly: "Why don't you understand what Mr. Su said?"

The smile on Xu Wan's face froze, and she said awkwardly: "It's not that I don't understand. I know he is saying that my teaching methods are rigid, and I understand. The reason I didn't understand is that I haven't found a way to break the situation, so I Very distressed.”

Zong Zhao said: "Summarizing all the knowledge and feelings and feeding them directly into their heads is really rigid."

Xu Wan was caught off guard. She smiled and asked in annoyance: "What's the matter with you? Did I get it wrong? Aren't you here to comfort me? Why are you still criticizing me along with Mr. Su?"

Zong Zhao looked at her with a smile in his eyes and said in a low voice: "But this method can help them defeat thousands of armies. It is a quick teaching that all students in this world dream of. Mr. Su's words may make sense, but This is just the icing on the cake, not help in the snow. You only need to improve a little to get better. So, don’t deny yourself because of this. Even if you don’t change, you are still their best teacher.”

Xu Wan was stunned for a moment, her bright eyes swayed slightly, and after a while she smiled again: "Does your family have an ancestral tradition of not internal friction?"

Zong Zhao was confused: "What is internal friction?"

Xu Wan explained: "It means that you have very high requirements for yourself. If you fail to meet them, you will blame yourself, be anxious, and deny yourself."

Zong Zhao's cold features were a little loose. He stretched out his hand to her, gently smoothed her brow, and said softly: "You have to believe in yourself. You are good, very good, very good. They will never meet again." To a better leader than you.”

Xu Wan suddenly felt sourness in the corners of her eyes. She turned her head and smiled at the lotus leaves in the pond: "Well, I understand..."

Zong Zhao slowly retracted his hand and looked at her delicate side face. His heart felt soft and he said, "Do you want to eat grilled fish?"

"Ah?" Xu Wan was shocked by the speed with which he changed the subject.

Why are you here eating grilled fish?

Zong Zhao explained: "Cuizhi said, you didn't eat much at night, and I haven't eaten yet. Let's grill the fish?"

"Us?" Xu Wan looked back at the cleared yard and pointed at him and herself uncertainly, "Are we two going to grill the fish ourselves? I can't..."

"I can."

Zong Zhao just did what he said. He stood up and looked for a fork stick. It seemed that he wanted to catch fish in the pond.

Xu Wan kindly reminded him: "The fish raised in the pond are all goldfish and koi for their appearance, and are not suitable for consumption."

As soon as she finished speaking, Zong Zhao had already brought up two brown fish: "Mandarin fish, beautiful and delicious."

Xu Wan was stunned and said: "The fish raised in our pond are really versatile, beautiful and delicious."

Zong Zhao neatly packed up the fish and explained to her without raising his head: "It turns out that there were only goldfish and carp. When Zong Yan was ten years old, he really liked catching fish for a while. In order to make it easier for him to play at home, his mother There are many mandarin fish in the pond above my house.”

"It turns out you have some experience catching fish. I never noticed it before." Xu Wan leaned over and asked, "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

Zong Zhao didn't want her to do it, but seeing the eagerness in her eyes, he changed his words again: "Pick up some twigs?"

Xu Wan was happy when she heard that there was a job. She nodded repeatedly: "Wait, I'll find it right now."

Zong Zhao looked at her retreating back, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, he turned his head and continued to work.

Not long after, Xu Wan's voice came from a distance: "Zong Zhao, they cleaned the yard very clean. There are no small branches. Can a stick work? It's a bit thick. Can you break it?"

"Can."

"Oh, that's okay." Xu Wan grabbed several sticks and brought them over. They were used by Jin Cheng and others to hook the lotus pods during the day, and now they have come in handy for her again.

When Xu Wan dragged the stick back, Zong Zhao had already cleaned up the two fish and stuck them on the two thin sticks.

He handed the fish to Xu Wan, and Xu Wan reminded: "There are no small leaves, so it can't be lit on fire, right? Otherwise, I'll ask someone outside to bring some in?"

Zong Zhao shook his head, took out a book from the ground, shook it and said, "There is this."

Xu Wan was stunned: "You came prepared... Did you want to eat grilled fish?"

Zong Zhao hummed and said: "I suddenly remembered it and wanted to try it."

"What book is this? Does it matter?" Xu Wan identified the title of the book in the moonlight, but the light was too dim to see the words clearly.

Zong Zhao replied: "It doesn't matter, it's just a handwritten copy. The only original copy was burned by Zong Yan a long time ago."

Xu Wan: "..."

She asked weakly: "Was it burned by the grilled fish?"

Zong Zhao's voice with a smile and some nostalgia sounded: "Yes, he did it. While I was out looking for wood, he set my unique original copy on fire. When I came back, the fish was almost cooked, and he happily asked me to taste it to see if it was delicious."

"Puff..." Xu Wan laughed unkindly, "Zong Yan is a child of the martial arts academy, and he is young. I guess he doesn't know what a unique original copy is. It's hard for you... It's really miserable and funny."