Bai Yanyan, isn’t she the one who recently claimed to be the Emperor’s true child!
The Emperor has already said she’s a fake.
Now, no one dares to talk to Bai Yanyan.
Everyone laughs awkwardly, and stops speaking.
Bai Yanyan feels disgraced.
These people, just you wait!
When she sees the Emperor again, she will use her trump card.
By then, the Emperor will surely realize that she is the true Princess.
Let those who offend her and look down on her regret it!
Bai Yanyan sits down again.
The Fang Brothers exchange a look, both slightly furrowing their brows.
They find Bai Yanyan somewhat strange.
Zhi’er doesn’t even glance at her, flipping through his book, his big eyes blinking earnestly.
Soon, a new teacher arrives.
Because the Emperor has completely reshuffled all the teachers at Mingyang Academy.
So, those who are here this time are all carefully selected by the court.
Among them are the high-character scholars Zhi’er emphasized.
This teacher said, "I have some kites here. Students can choose what they like, and afterwards we will go fly them together."
The students instantly become lively and noisy.
Someone wonders, "Wasn’t this lesson supposed to be taught by the new Master? Why are we flying kites?"
Others scold, "You can play and you’re not happy? Don’t ask so much, or you’ll be left here to read!"
The teacher isn’t annoyed, smiling faintly, "This is the Master’s arrangement, to learn and enjoy, and enjoy learning." Follow current novels on N0v3l.Fiɾe.net
Having said that, two instructors at the door came in carrying various kites.
The students swarm forward, all intending to pick their favorite.
Bai Yanyan is no exception.
She is best at flying kites. In the past, she competed in the paddy fields with the village children, and her kite was always the highest.
Soon, she will definitely outdo Zhi’er!
The young teacher stands to the side, smilingly observing everything.
He also notices the only three who haven’t moved in the classroom.
Fang Youzhen is evidently tired, resting her eyes.
While Fang Wushen thinks kite flying is a girl’s activity, not something he enjoys.
The most surprising is Zhi’er.
The little girl sits obediently, blinking her dark, round eyes, watching the students scramble.
She seems interested but doesn’t come to pick one.
The teacher approaches and gently asks, "Why don’t you go choose a kite?"
Zhi’er’s long lashes flutter, her little face round and pink.
Her voice soft and cute, "Because everyone is choosing!"
"Aren’t you afraid of picking one you don’t like?"
"No, because I’ve seen the colors are pretty, I like them all!"
The young teacher pauses, then smiles even more kindly and gracefully.
"But when everyone has chosen, what’s left might not be very good."
Zhi’er is unconcerned, shakes her little head, "It’s alright, I can make it myself; as long as it’s not broken, I can use it."
The teacher is somewhat surprised.
It seems that at her age, about four or five years old, few children see something they like and don’t scramble for it, instead staying calm with a plan.
The teacher doesn’t say much more, turns and walks aside to continue waiting.
Sure enough, Zhi’er only goes up to choose after everyone else has done.
What’s left are some plain-patterned, swallow-shaped kites.
Zhi’er likes them all, her bright eyes sparkling.
She thinks for a moment, picks a black and blue little swallow, and also picks up the remaining two red swallows.
The teacher hesitates slightly.
Could it be this little one wants to take three for herself?
It fits the greedy nature of children.
Unexpectedly, Zhi’er runs over to Fang Youzhen with the kites.
"Sister Youzhen, which one do you like? You can choose first!"