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Su Haoyi was dozing off when she was suddenly named and she stood up in a hurry.

Before this, Master Duan Hong did not notice her. At this time, not only did the three masters look over, but also looked at Su Haoyi.

For a moment, she became the focus.

Su Haoyi stood there with his head down, his face experiencing a fever.

To be honest, her skin is thick enough. She has been struggling in the romantic scene since she was a child. She has never seen or heard of any kind of people, but it is different when she gets here.

Everyone around was a rare talented man, Gao Shi, and there was Sima Lantai's face here.

Master Duan Hong walked slowly towards Su Haoyi. Even though Su Haoyi lowered his head, he could still feel two gazes falling on him, as if they were as heavy as a pound, pressing him even more insignificant.

Finally, a pair of green cloth shoes stopped in front of her. Master Duan Hong's voice was not the clarity of the youth, nor the vicissitudes of the elderly, but the calmness and neatness of the middle-aged man: "What are your name?"

Su Haoyi was afraid that he would look disrespectful when he lowered his head, so he could only force himself to raise his head and replied: "The disciple is Su Balang."

After answering, she quickly lowered her head, because Master Duan Hong's gaze really made her feel guilty.

"Do you understand what I just said?" Master Duan Hong did not directly blame her for not being attentive in class.

"No... I understand very much." Su Haoyi felt as uncomfortable as a needle on her body. She didn't know if she could get away with it this time.

"Where can't understand? Just ask." Master Duan Hong's tone could not hear anger. The more this happens, the more people feel unsure.

Su Haoyi couldn't help but speak in a while. Where was she listening to the class? She didn't even know what the Master said. So she couldn't tell where she didn't understand.

At this time, Master Hua Yan came over to smooth things over and said, "You must concentrate in class and ask more questions if you don't understand."

"Disciple, remember." Su Haoyi said hurriedly.

"Write the "Ji Shi Xun" in silence." Duan Hong said to his disciples: "A stick of incense shall prevail."

Everyone picked up the paper and pen, Hua Yan whispered to Su Haoyi: "Why don't you sit down quickly, how can you write while standing?"

All I could hear in the university hall, and everyone was writing hard, but Su Haoyi was sweating in cold sweat, as if he was about to be dragged out to beheaded the next moment.

How could she write "Ji Shi Xun" without even memorizing it? Although she had just heard Shi Mian recite it and remembered a few sentences herself, it was too few.

Finally I understand how the most wise and famous saying of the book is when it is used, but it is useless to be anxious at this time.

Huaya, who was standing beside him, touched her under the table. Su Haoyi knew that he wanted to copy him by himself. At this time, he didn't care about the morality of a gentleman, so he could only pass the test first.

Su Haoyi quickly turned his head and looked at the flower bud paper. He hurriedly wrote a few sentences, picked up the pen and started writing on it.

She has a good memory, but she writes slowly. What's more, her writing posture is very incorrect and she can't correct it for a while.

This was the first time that the three masters saw someone writing like this, and they couldn't help but come forward to see him. Su Haoyi thought, if he was dead, the three masters stared at him, how could they copy others?

In the end, when everyone finished writing the dictation, she only collected a hundred or so words. Most of them were inconsistent with the foreword.

Seeing that the homework handed over by others was a large number of beautiful handwriting, not only did I write less, but I couldn't praise the handwriting. When I put it with others, I was simply Xi Shi and Dong Shi, which was unparalleled.

When things got to this point, Su Haoyi could no longer hide it, so he could only stand up honestly to admit his mistake.

"The first class was so negligent. Did you rely on someone to recommend it to me and not take the Master seriously?" Master Duan Hong was really angry this time.

"The father and son calm down, but the disciples dare not. They are used to being lazy on weekdays, but they are not used to it for the moment." Su Haoyi was frightened and treacherous.

"Senior brother, I think he probably didn't mean it. Where is our place? Just teach him some lessons." It was probably because Master Hua Yan had recognized Su Haoyi before, so he took great care of her.

"Yes, senior brother. Just punish him according to the rules. As long as he corrects from now on, there will be no good things." Xue Xiao also agreed.

"Stretch out your hand." As soon as Master Duan Hong said this, he adopted the suggestions of the two masters.

Su Haoyi stretched out his right hand, and Duan Hong said in a deep voice: "Change hands!"

Su Haoyi couldn't help but wail in his heart. This master was really conscious. When she heard that she reached out, she knew that she wanted to hit the palm of her hand. She stretched out her right hand and couldn't write if she was swollen.

This way, you can get a few more days and you can have time to practice.

Who would have thought that even these little thoughts would be revealed, it would be a death-lost.

The ruler used to thug the handboard is made of bamboo boards, two inches wide and one foot long. I don’t know how many generations it has been used, and it has become bronze.

The ruler was swung down with the sound of wind. With a bang, Su Haoyi's palm was hit hard, and he suddenly felt so painful that he was getting angry.

Huaya next to him was so scared that he couldn't help but take a step back. The others looked at Su Haoyi with complex eyes and thoughts.

Su Haoyi was hit by a total of twenty rulers, and his handboard suddenly became swollen.

That's not all. You have to kneel outside to recite "Ji Shi Xu". You are not allowed to get up for two hours, let alone listen to the class in the classroom.

My palms were sore that my legs began to get numb after kneeling for a while.

But compared with the discomfort in my heart, the pain in my body is nothing.

Su Haoyi didn't cry, she didn't like to cry.

She just felt uncomfortable, feeling both shameful and sorry for Sima Lantai.

Su Haoyi knelt down for less than an hour, and the people inside left and went out to have lunch in one after another.

Su Haoyi's stomach was of course hungry. He woke up in a hurry in the morning and took a quick bite and came to become a disciple.

When Sima Lantai got up early, she told her that she would organize ancient books with Master Qingluan these days, so she would not go back to Qingwuyuan for lunch.

Ask Su Haoyi to go to Siyuantang for lunch by himself.

It was a common dining room in Xianyuan Mountain. Except for the Master and the disciples of the Sacred Heart Academy, who could eat in their own residences, the rest of them had to go there to have a meal.

Sima Lantai knew that Su Haoyi could not be completely isolated from everyone, and it was not necessary to have proper contact.

Su Haoyi knew that he had a lunch today.

She looked up at the sky, lowered her head and sighed, then picked up the book and recited "Ji Shi Xu" honestly.

The above text is very confusing to Su Haoyi. He cannot recite it completely correctly, and he cannot understand the meaning of the above.

It's like reading a book of heaven.

"No, no, you have to recite it anyway and not embarrass the young master." Su Haoyi warned himself over and over again.

But there are some things that she can’t do just by herself. She has never read a day since she was a child.

It was such a profound article, which was no less difficult than letting a three-year-old child sing a big show, and the mother-in-law in her 80s recognized embroidery needles.

Just when Su Haoyi was suffering, a bun suddenly handed it to her.
Chapter completed!