My Identity As A Schoolmaster Has Been Exposed

Then he looked at Zhao Gensheng and laughed: "Gensheng, it seems that our backpack is coming with white back!"

Zhao Gensheng hesitated for a moment, and said, "But teacher, just so sure, isn't it too sloppy?"

Wu Liubai waved his hand and said to him analytically: "You are still too impetuous, Gensheng, you only see the surface."

"If it's really deliberate, it's just a superficial understanding, is it necessary? Then tell me about Xu Cong, why did he do this?"

Zhao Gensheng was speechless. After all, he couldn't figure out what Xu Cong's intention was. He was just a sophomore in high school.

Wu Liubai glanced at him and said, "Apologize!"

Zhao Gensheng glanced at Xu Cong with an embarrassment on his face, but quickly apologized: "This...teacher...well! Sorry, classmate Xu Cong."

Wu Liubai slapped haha: "My student loves more, don't be familiar with him."

Xu Cong laughed at this. It was nothing. After all, he was a sophomore in high school. It was a bit outrageous for a teenager to know that so much was true.

After that, they turned away from the topic and couldn't keep talking about ancient Chinese. It would be too boring, let alone Su Rui was still like this. How embarrassed was she to keep talking?

What they were discussing, Su Rui couldn't get a word in, so he could only pour water for them silently, so let Su Rui save some face.

But Su Rui didn't think so. She didn't feel ashamed at all. On the contrary, she was very proud, because now the talker is her student!

In front of her students, Zhao Gensheng, a college classmate, was weak, and she felt that her original choice was correct and worthwhile.

"Let's do it today! It's a really happy day, I'm starting tomorrow's communication!" Wu Liubai smiled, with a lot of wrinkles at the corners of his eyes, but it did not affect his kindness.

"By the way, student Xu Cong, there is something I want to ask your opinion." Wu Liubai said before leaving.

Xu Cong also said politely: "Professor, you said."

"A new round of national ancient poetry revisions has begun. The state has found me and hopes that I will lead a few people to join the national group. Are you interested?"

Wu Liubai said directly about national-level jobs, and he meant to invite Xu Cong, a sophomore student, to enter.

Zhao Gensheng: "!!!"

Su Rui: "???"

The air was quiet, and Zhao Gensheng's voice was shaking. He said nonchalantly: "This is a national plan! Teacher! National invitation! But it is a new revision of the national version of junior high schools, high schools, textbooks, and extracurricular readings!"

"Xu Cong is a high school student, how can he be competent! You must know that those who participated in the revision are all well-known Chinese professors in China!"

"This is a very rigorous thing! Teacher, please think twice, please..."

No matter what Zhao Gensheng said, Wu Liubai still looked at Xu Cong and smiled.

When Zhao Gensheng saw his mentor like this, his heart was numb: "!!!"

Su Rui was very panicked at the moment when he heard that this plan was related to the compilation of textbooks, and immediately said, "Professor Wu, please think twice! Xu Cong how can he..."

Wu Liubai glanced at the two of them, smiled, and said, "Of course, I just mentioned..."

Zhao Gensheng, "Huh..."

Su Rui wiped the sweat from her forehead, and exclaimed in her heart: "It's okay just to mention... okay!"

It's just asking, but Wu Liubai hasn't finished what Wu Liubai said. They can rest assured that it is too early!

"But as for whether to answer or not, it's Xu Cong's business! Xu Cong, if you think about it, just let me know!"

Zhao Gensheng’s heart that had just calmed down was almost driven mad by the teacher, and he said: "Look!!!"

He almost swears!

Depend on!!!

The purpose of this casual talk is not to put pressure on Xu Cong, but to let Xu Cong decide for himself. This kind of invitation is really hard to ask for. Once many people have this kind of honor, they can blow up three generations.

Zhao Gensheng's face turned dark, and Wu Liubai took someone away after he finished speaking. He was unhappy all the time.

Wu Liubai walked with him on the road, and he could naturally feel the emotions of his own student, so he said, "Gen Sheng, do you know why I fancy him?"

Zhao Gensheng's mood was extremely bad at this time. He even felt a little wronged. He had followed Wu Liubai for a long time. He was serious, studious, and painstakingly researching, but he didn't get such a high degree of affirmation from Wu Liubai.

He was full of doubts, and said unwillingly: "I don't know, teacher, you said."

Wu Liubai patted Zhao Gensheng, sighed, and said in a comforting tone: "Gensheng! Some people are born with natural geniuses, absolute geniuses, don't compare with him."

"Teacher, I have studied Chinese Studies for so many years, and it's not just that I met him face to face, you come to me to discuss?" He was comforting Zhao Gensheng.

Zhao Gensheng also knows it, but why is it even more unpleasant in his heart? Teacher, you are clearly piercing me!

In the eyes of others, I am also a genius and academic master! What do you mean now, am I not? I am a pseudo-genius, pseudo-learning master? And Xu Cong is not on the same level at all?

God, how bright is Jishengyu!

Zhao Gensheng was extremely depressed. He felt the deep malice from his teacher. He had a bitter face and kept bowing his head in silence.

"Don't be unconvinced when you are born. His knowledge reserves are not only far above you. I vaguely feel that he can give pointers so easily. He reads more books than me."

Wu Liubai was also very complicated at this time. After this exchange, this teenage boy felt terrible to him.

However, Zhao Gensheng didn't think so. One was only in his teens and the other was in his fifties. There was a difference of several decades. How could this happen.

He said bitterly: "Teacher, please stop joking, okay? You have eaten more salt than he has eaten, thirty or forty years! He has more books than you read?"

"Even if he doesn't eat, drink, or sleep, he has been reading ancient Chinese books since he was born, he won't be able to catch up with you. Obviously, this is unrealistic!"

Wu Liubai saw that he compared himself with Xu Cong, and was not angry, and continued to say to him: "Then have you noticed that after he talked to me about "After the Teacher", what topic did he talk about?"

"I didn't even mention the title of the book. He mentioned the content of the volume of "Mencius" in "Eastern School Reading Notes". Does he think? Does he hesitate?"

"He reacted, as if talking with you one plus one equals a few! Also, when I mentioned the way to gain the people with Tao in "Confucianism", he also quickly expressed his opinion and discussed it in the words of Zeng Zi."

"It's you, can you do it?" Wu Liubai said to the last sentence, and looked at his student for a second, wanting him to fully recognize the reality.

Zhao Gensheng opened his mouth, then closed it again, dumbfounded, and it was him, even if he was prepared, he thought he couldn't answer Xu Cong as well.

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