The Almighty Princess is Going To Climb the Wall

Ling Jiawen: "...!!!"

Dudu: "My father and mother only taught me to be good in school and not to cause trouble. They didn't teach me that I can't talk when my master is talking. And I just said it after you finished reading the poem. Talk, you didn’t speak when I was talking! What’s more, we have been standing here for so long, and you didn’t find us a seat, just stood like this all the time, you want us to stand like this in the future Do you mean going to class?"

"That's right!" Ling Jiawen echoed dissatisfied. She didn't like this wife at all.

"Sharp teeth and sharp mouth." Master Zou made no secret of his disdain for Dudu and Ling Jiawen, and asked, "What level is your father?"

Dudu said without thinking, "Wu Zong."

Ling Jiawen said: "My father is a martial artist."

"You can be regarded as a person with martial arts. How can he teach such unreasonable children? It seems that he must be obsessed with martial arts and have no time to educate you properly? Some of our parents are like this, and their qualifications are not good. He is a great martial artist, but in the end, his martial arts are not up to par, and his children are taught nondescriptly.

In my opinion, such parents should educate their children well at home. The strength is not high, and he still learns from others to act as a master, but in the end both sides are not done well. "

Dudu felt that Mr. Zou was a sick old man. Just as he was about to refute him, he pointed to the back casually and said, "There are still a few benches, tables and chairs over there, go and move them and sit in the back."

Seeing that except for the children in the first three rows, some are big and some are small, the rest are arranged in order from short to tall. Ling Jiawen wants to say that she and Dudu are the youngest children in the class, and they should be allowed to sit. in front of.

But just as he was about to speak, Dudu stopped him. Under his gaze, Ling Jiawen bit his lip, and followed him to move tables and chairs unhappy.

There are a few tables and chairs on the back wall, and it is obvious at a glance that they are all broken, and the unwanted ones are thrown there. I don't know how long the tables and chairs have been piled up here, they are full of dust.

Ling Jiawen was unhappy on the spot.

This master is really too much!

"Master, the tables and chairs here are all broken and dirty!" Ling Jiawen couldn't help but say.

"If it's broken, you should fix it first. If it's dirty, if there's water outside, fetch water to clean the tables and chairs. I'm wondering if the two of you are young masters and misses at home? If so, I'll report to the head immediately , Let special people serve you. If not, then do it yourself. There are no servants in our private school who specialize in doing things for you."

"Pfft...hahaha!" After Master Zou finished speaking, a boy about five or six years old sitting in the front couldn't help laughing.

Seeing him laughing, several children in the class also laughed.

As for Mr. Zou, when he heard some children mocking Dudu and Dudu in class, instead of yelling at them, he looked at these laughing Dudu children with doting eyes.

"Forget it, Xiaowen, let's do it ourselves."

Dudu knew what was going on here.

From what the master said when he ridiculed them, and looking at the well-dressed children in the front row, Dudu who has become a human being, how could he not know why the master scolded them?

This kind of snob, he dare not say that he is the master's son, he is afraid that if he does, the master's weak heart will explode from fright.

Ling Jiawen followed Dudu and moved a table that was so dirty that the dust had turned black to the last row, and then found two benches.

Seeing that one leg of the table was limping a little, the whole table could not be stabilized, so he went out to find a stone to put under the table, and asked Xiao Zi to smooth the stone through the space.

After fixing the table, the two brought two small buckets of water to wipe the table and bench clean.

When the two little guys were working, the master ignored them at all and continued to teach his class.

When Dudu and Ling Jiawen finished their work and sat down, the two five or six-year-old boys on the side nodded slightly to them in a friendly manner, which was regarded as a greeting.

Not long after sitting down, the master announced that the get out of class was over, took a quarter of an hour break, and continued.

After all, without even looking at Dudu and the others, he smiled and asked the boy in the front row who laughed at Dudu: "Young master, do you understand the poetry skills taught by your master just now?"

"Oh, it's a meeting. It's all over, so stop talking."

As soon as the master heard that the other party had met, a big chrysanthemum bloomed instantly on his old face.

"It's good, it's good. We're going to start composing poems in the next class. You can think about what kind of poems you want to make first. If you need any help, you can come to the room next to it." Master."

"Understood, it's really long-winded!" The boy waved his hand irritably, like waving a fly, and drove Master Zou away.

While Master Zou was talking to the boy, Dudu rubbed his head next to the other two boys sitting in the last row and asked, "Hi, my name is Lu Li, and her name is Jiawen. She is Xiaowen. We are meeting for the first time, please take care of me in the future."

Seeing that Dudu and Xiaowen are so polite and good-looking, the two children have a good impression of them.

"Hello, my name is Wang Wu, and his name is Wang San. We are brothers. We are all in the same class. If we need help, as long as we can help, we will definitely help."

"Hi Wu, I want to ask what is the name of the child who has a good relationship with Master?"

Wang Wu cautiously glanced ahead, and saw that the people in front were not looking at him, so he whispered cautiously: "His name is Duan Geng, but he is a man of great background and status. Don't provoke him. The people sitting in the front three rows are people like us who can't afford to provoke him."

Dudu frowned: "What is his background? What is his identity?"

"His surname is already Duan, what do you think he is?!" Wang Wuyi looked like he hated iron and steel, and felt that Dudu was really a special bumpkin.

The children who came here, they heard that they were surnamed Duan, Chai, Guan, and Murong, who wouldn't be careful, and then asked full of fear what the relationship between these children and those elders was.

Only Dudu and Xiaowen looked at each other with dull faces. After seeing the incomparable bewilderment in each other's eyes, Ling Jiawen couldn't help asking: "Do all the people with the surname Duan have status? What kind of status?" Could it be the child of the leader of Shenwumen? But...they seem to have no children? The leader of Shenwumen only has two proud disciples!" Uncle Yan knew it.