Chen Qingxuan watched Meiya sitting in a daze, thinking that she couldn't keep up, and immediately thought about waiting until after school. He was teaching Meiya alone, but he watched Meiya suddenly start to flip the book, her white fingers moving slowly on the paper. Line by line, page by page. Obviously looking for something.
What is this girl looking for
Chen Qingxuan was extremely curious. Immediately, he raised his foot and walked towards Meiya, but was stopped by a boy: "Sir, what does this word read?"
Chen Qingxuan bent down. Looking along Tong'er's chubby fingers, he replied: "The word reads the bell, and this is a compound surname. Zhongli."
"Oh. Zhongli, I've heard that there was a Zhonglichun in the Warring States period, but she was a famous ugly woman!" A boy next to him shouted. While talking, he glanced at Ah Chou. His eyes were full of ridicule and joy that could not be concealed. "I heard from Mr. Shu that Zhong Lichun looks really scary. His forehead is protruding, his eyes are sunken, his nostrils are turned up, his head is quite big, and his hair is sparse. The Adam's apple on his neck is bigger than that of a man, and his skin is black and red. , tsk tsk tsk, you look like a dominatrix!"
"Jiafu, have you seen a dominatrix?" Another child asked, looking curiously at the boastful Tonger named Jiafu, "Is there really a dominatrix in the world?"
"I don't know if there are any in the world." The boy named Jiafu was even more triumphant after being noticed by everyone, and he continued to glance at Meiya and said, "But here, there are ready-made ones..."
"Jiafu, have you heard all the stories Mr. Storyteller said? You only know about Zhonglichun's ugly appearance, but do you know other stories about her?" Before Jiafu finished speaking, Chen Qingxuan suddenly cut him off Yes, Chen Qingxuan has always been good-tempered towards these children, but at this time he looked stern and solemn.
All of a sudden, the room was silent, and the boy named Jiafu was too busy to keep silent, but after all he was a showy person. He paused, and then dared to talk back to Chen Qingxuan: "So what if you didn't finish listening? With such an ugly face, what great deeds can she do? Besides, she is still a woman!"
"What's wrong with women? Women can't make a difference? Women should be squeezed and driven by men? Jiafu, if you have such thoughts since you were young, then I really feel sad for your mother and sisters," Chen Qingxuan said coldly, glanced at the family portrait, then walked to the front with his sleeves flicked, his eyes lingering on the immature faces, and said in a deep voice, "History is never written by men alone, but by heroines." Hua Mulan, Cai Wenji, a talented woman of the Three Kingdoms, Li Qingzhao, a great poet, Wu Zetian, the empress of a generation...the glory of these women cannot be obliterated by anyone, let alone a man can replace them."
It was the first time for Meiya to listen to Chen Qingxuan's lecture. It was the first time for Chen Qingxuan to cherish words like gold. It was the first time for Meiya to make such a generous speech. Meiya was fascinated by listening to it. She only felt that Chen Qingxuan's lecture was even more exciting than that storyteller. Meiya couldn't help applauding Chen Qingxuan in her heart, but she looked at the boy named Jiafu and stood up suddenly.
"Sir, you are right. These women are all great figures in history, and they are able to last forever. Naturally, they have some skills. It's just that these women are beautiful, and they can do something because they have men attached to them." Speaking of this, that Jiafu suddenly turned to look at Meiya, staring at Meiya, while arguing with Chen Qingxuan with red eyes: "It's just that sir, what can you say about an ugly girl like Zhong Lichun?" What is unique? What can it do?! Although it is also included in the history books, I am afraid it is just to add laughing stock to future generations!"
"Okay, since you are curious about what is unique about Zhong Lichun, let me tell you about it." Chen Qingxuan was not angry, and while putting down the "Hundred Surnames" in his hand, he looked at the red eyes calmly. Chi's family portrait, "As you said, that Zhong Lichun is a well-known salt-free ugly woman in history. Such an appearance is naturally despised by ordinary men, but you don't want to think about it. Can you not look down on that screwdriver?"
Speaking of this, Chen Qingxuan paced slowly, wearing a long gown of moon white linen, which was nothing unique, but showed a bit of immortality.