"Students have met their mentors, and they have met their teachers."
Yang Ming quickly straightened his clothes and politely stepped forward to pay his respects.
"Okay, Yang Ming, just take Yanran to play in the yard.
I have something to do with you, Mr.
Li."
Master Liu nodded with a smile and ordered.
"Yes" Yang Ming responded, and then he cupped his hand towards the middle-aged scholar and then said to the little girl next to him: "Little sister, will you please go out to play, brother?"
"Are you that Yang Goudan who hides his penis from a villain?"
The little girl suddenly raised her head and looked at Yang Ming innocently.
For a moment, Yang Ming truly collapsed.
How long has it been?
How long has it been since anyone called me a bitch?
I didn’t expect that I was called a bitch from a little girl.
It’s so embarrassing.
"Uh" Yang Ming was dumbfounded.
"Yanran, why are you talking?"
the middle-aged Confucian scholar scolded: "Hurry up and play in the courtyard with this big brother.
Daddy will take you to the city later."
After hearing what her father said, the little girl was unhappy but still reluctantly led Yang Ming to the yard.
"Girl, who told you?"
As soon as he left the hospital, Yang Ming's face darkened.
Nonsense, that blind person spread all this to the little girl's ears.
"Gee, it turns out you really call me Goudan."
The little girl answered the question and turned around and said, "If you make me happy, I will tell you not to call me little girl."
Yang Ming is sure that this girl must have been born on a plane.
Otherwise, how could she have such a big reputation?
If it weren't for the sake of her mentor, who would care if the little girl is happy or not, but Yang Ming naturally won't sweep it away.
Mr.
Liu's face was, after all, he was a guest, so he, Yang Ming, was half a master and naturally had to entertain the guests well.
It's just that the master is not a good host, and the guest is naturally not a good guest.
In short, he does not regard himself as an outsider.
After a while, both of them started to get angry.
Anyway, teasing the little girl is quite fun.
But after all, the little girl had a family background and knew a lot of things.
It was really hard to fool her for a while.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Ming remembered a couplet and hurriedly said: "I have a few pairs here.
If you can guess it right, I will Just admit defeat."
"Okay, if you come out, I'd like to see what you, bitch, are capable of."
In fact, it’s no wonder.
Old Master Liu and her father were classmates and close friends for many years.
Taking in such a diligent and studious apprentice will naturally inevitably show off to his old friend’s ears.
Of course, the girl will be influenced by what she hears and what she sees.
I am very curious about what Senior Brother Yang is capable of, so he deliberately embarrasses Yang Ming.
At this time, seeing that Yang Ming was going to take the literary talent test in school, she was naturally unwilling to lag behind, so she accepted the call as soon as Yang Ming issued a challenge.
"Spring Flower" "Autumn Moon" "Sunrise in the East" "The moon sets over the mountains" "Up is not north or south."
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"I am nothing below" "Yang Goudan, I'll kill you."
As soon as Li Yanran said it, she immediately realized that she was fooled by this cunning delivery today.
She picked up a branch from the side and ran after Yang Ming.
"Kill, the little girl is a murderer.
She is so cruel and ruthless at such a young age.
I won't find her in-laws anymore."
Yang Ming ran wildly outside and shouted loudly.
The little girl was so annoyed that she didn't chase her, and she didn't feel aggrieved for a moment.
Her little eyes were red and she was trying to hold back tears.
At this time, Yang Ming also realized that something was wrong.
He looked back and secretly thought that the matter was over.
He hurriedly trotted back and said: "Okay, stop crying.
If you cry anymore, you won't be beautiful.
How about I sing a little song for you?"
Seeing Yang Ming's submission, Li Yanran's face looked better, but her eyes still couldn't help but fall.
"Then you have to sing a good song.
I won't be satisfied if it doesn't sound good."
"Okay, what style do you like to listen to?"
"I want to listen to Mu Lian Opera" Li Yanran This Mulian opera is actually a interpretation of the story of Mulian saving her mother.
Yang Ming has heard it a few times, but the singing is a bit unflattering, so he can only say: "How about something else, I will sing you a song you have never heard before."
Is the music you heard good?”
"Yeah."
Li Yanran wiped her tears with her sleeves, and then waited for Yang Ming to sing to him.
What to sing?
Yang Ming thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of a song that was probably quite suitable, so he sang: "The white dragon horse, with its hooves facing the west, is carrying Tang Sanzang and three brothers.
It is not easy to learn the scriptures in the west.
Once we leave, Just tens of thousands of miles away, some beauty, some beauty with painted skin, some demons and ghosts that can transform into seventy-two to defeat the enemy."
After finishing the song, Li Yanran showed a smile as expected.
Although the tune was a bit special, it really sounded good, a bit like the story of Master Xuanzang.
Li Yanran smiled and said, "Sing for me tomorrow too, and I will come find you."
It is said that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors.
The two naughty children from the old Zhang family next door followed Yang Ming every day and acted like followers.
After all, although Yang Ming is not very old, his speech and behavior have become more and more calm in the past few years.
Even many adults have to admit that children who have read books are different.
In fact, the main reason why the two Zhang brothers like to follow Yang Ming is that they can often make tooth sacrifices.
It is true that the life of the Yang family has gradually improved, but meat is always a problem.
Failure to keep up with nutrition will naturally limit growth.
Yang Ming certainly does not want to grow into a short stature in the future, so he often takes his two brothers on the river.
While fishing, or going up the mountain to get some game or something, and of course the little girl.
But as a girl, Yang Lan couldn't go crazy with them.
Many times, Yang Ming would secretly bring some food home.
Of course, occasionally a arrogant lady would bring a stupid maid and treat them to some snacks with a different flavor, which made their lives very comfortable.
Time flies in the blink of an eye, and it has been seven years.
Emperor Zhengde was replaced by Emperor Jiajing.
Yang Ming grew up into a handsome young man, Zhang Da and Zhang Er became two fools, and a certain arrogant young lady became more and more intelligent.
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Only Yang Lan did nothing but do things every day.
Housework is just waiting eagerly for the eldest brother to come home with delicious food.
I really don’t know where all the food Yang Lan has eaten these years has gone.
She obviously eats the most every time, so why doesn’t she gain weight?
"A bit is like a peach, a stroke is like a knife.
Yang Ming, although these strokes are simple, they are actually basic skills.
Only when you have practiced the basic skills can the characters you produce have muscles and bones.
You still need to work hard before your character can be regarded as a first glimpse of the door.
"The erosion of time has slowly turned Old Master Liu's hair to gray, but he is indeed in good spirits.
"It's my mentor."
Yang Ming held Mu Dou in his arms, stepped on a yellow dog, held the paper in his left hand and wrote with his right hand, each stroke vigorous and powerful.
As the saying goes, there is a dog in your arms and a dog at your feet.
This is to practice wrist and foot strength.
When writing, you must exert all your strength on the tip of the pen, so that the written words will penetrate the back of the paper like gold and iron
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