In the first self-study class of the school year, everyone was full of energy and had a strong desire to learn, especially the class teacher was still watching. Although the class had not started yet, they were holding subjects to be memorized in English, Chinese, etc., and they were either speaking or silently chanting, and they all looked very seriously.

Fang Chang'an Primary School has no English classes. During the summer vacation, they were with Fang Dianqiu and Fangying. They invited the only college student in the clan to help tutor English for a month to make up for the gap with their classmates in the town.

He now has memories of later generations, but his true English level is actually not much better than his twelve-year-old self. Because he has basically forgotten everything he can, so the focus of his study in the next three years will definitely be English.

During the forty-minute morning reading class, Cheng Mengfei only stood for a few minutes and then went back to the office to correct the test papers.

The students in the class were serious for less than ten minutes before someone started chatting. Fang Chang'an memorized the words for half an hour, and was a little tired and hungry. He turned to look at Shen Mo. She had just put down the English book and changed the Chinese book.

Fang Chang'an looked at it and didn't see Cheng Mengfei. He poked her with his hand. Shen Mo turned his head and blinked in confusion.

Fang Changan pointed to the "Second Below the Mountain" she opened and asked: "Why don't you continue to watch "Wolf"?"

"You don't need to recite that."

"It's okay, then preview this song first."

The little girl pursed her lips and did not refute. Fang Chang'an took out his Chinese books and placed them between the two of them. Naturally, he followed him and turned to the poem "The Session of Beigu Mountain" and asked her: "Do you know how to recite it?"

Shen Mo shook his head, "I only watched it yesterday."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "It is very simple to memorize poetry. It is mainly to understand it. If you think it is interesting, it is easy to memorize it. If you memorize it by rote, it will be difficult to memorize it. And you will not understand what it means after memorizing it for a long time. You have to know the beauty of poetry when you grow up."

The little girl blinked again, thinking that he was very reasonable and powerful, and she was a little unconvinced. Her cheeks were bulging and she was very cute, "Then can you carry them?"

Fang Chang'an said: "I haven't even seen it, so of course I can't recite it."

Shen Mo raised his eyebrows with a nice look, and his expression was a little proud. He was obviously laughing at him and he couldn't recite it. He even said such big words.

Fang Changan also raised his eyebrows, "What's your expression?"

The little girl pursed her lips and didn't say anything, but she still looked at him with that expression, and she was a little bit like what you could do to me.

Fang Changan also showed a dissatisfied expression, "Why do we compare and see who can carry it faster?"

The little girl hesitated for a second and nodded, "Okay!"

Fang Chang'an didn't talk nonsense, and took his book back and began to recite loudly: "The guest road is outside the green mountains, and the boat is green in front of the water! The tide is flat and the two sides are wide, and the wind is right and the sail is hanging..."

Wu Di has been paying attention to the situation of Fang Changan and Shen Mo. At first, he saw Fang Changan not harassing Shen Mo anymore, but he still felt that this guy didn't seem to be so annoying, at least he was very serious during class. However, he didn't expect that the first morning self-study was not over, so this guy couldn't pretend anymore.

The classroom was noisy, Fang Chang'an and Shen Mo were not loud, Wu Di couldn't hear clearly even when he stood up, and he felt even more stinging, and he wanted to install a wiretap machine on their tables.

Finally, the two of them didn't chat for too long, which made Wu Di feel a little more comfortable. It must be that Shen Mo didn't like to pay attention to Chang'an. He couldn't continue talking alone, so he could only read aloud to vent his emotions and show his presence.

When Wu Di thought about this, he also held up the English book and recited the words loudly: "my!name!n-a-m-e—name!clock!c-l-o-c-k—clock!"

Shen Mo likes to read silently, and the silent reading speed is obviously faster than reading aloud. Before Fang Chang'an finished reading the first sentence, she had already read two sentences and was about to continue reading silently, when she heard the slow reading of this guy in her ear.

She didn't care about Wu Di's voice. Like the reading sounds of others in the classroom, it could be used as the background, because there would be no conflict and no impact. However, Fang Chang'an was reading the same poem as her, and she was trying hard to write it down, so she was inevitably affected.

The little girl frowned her beautiful eyebrows gently and tried to keep her rhythm silently, but she could not block his ups and downs.

Shen Mo couldn't continue to recite silently, and turned his head and stared at Fang Chang'an angrily.

After Fang Chang'an finished reading it, he saw her glaring at him and asked innocently: "What's wrong?"

Shen Mo didn't say anything, and opened his eyes widened and glared at him angrily.

Fang Changan smiled embarrassedly, "I won't say anything, I won't say anything."

Seeing that he accurately understood his meaning and corrected his wrong behavior, Shen Mo couldn't help but smile happily, then quickly tense up, turned around and continued to recite silently, feeling that he had a better impression of this pretty deskmate.

"There are green mountains outside the guest road, and before the boating is green water..."

She was just starting to recite silently, and Fang Changan poked her again. The girl who was disturbed continuously was not angry, but just turned her head and looked at him in confusion.

Fang Chang'an said: "I can carry it."

"ah?"

Shen Mo opened his eyes wide in surprise, opened his mouth, and then looked at him again, as if he could confirm whether he was lying to himself. Then he picked up the Chinese textbook with both hands, his body slightly tilted, and his back was still sitting straight, with a straight back, and his expression was a little unconvinced. He wanted to verify whether he really knew how to recite: "Okay, you carry it."

Fang Chang'an turned his Chinese textbook over and placed it on the table, and turned his body to face her, and began to recite: "The guest road is outside the green mountains, and the boat is in front of the green water. The tide is flat and the two sides are wide, and the wind is hanging. The sea is sunny and the tide is still there, and the river spring enters the old year..."

Seeing that he was really fluent in his back, his eyes became bigger and bigger, and his clear and bright eyes were filled with surprise, admiration, and a little depressed, probably being hit.

"Jiangchun enters the old year..."

Fang Changan hesitated, as if he had forgotten what was next. Seeing this, Shen Mo's eyes lit up again, staring at him without blinking, hoping that he would not be able to recite it.

Fang Chang'an thought hard for a few seconds, and when Shen Mo thought he could not recite it, he continued to recite it: "Where is the hometown text being delivered? Returning to Yan Luoyang... right?"

Shen Mo nodded vigorously, with an expression of marvel and admiration, "You will be reciting it so soon?"

"Actually, it's quite simple. Just do what I said."

Fang Chang'an is naturally nonsense. He had Chinese language in his previous life. When he was in college, he specially joined the Literature Club of the Literature School because there were many beauties in the School of Literature. Later, he found that this thing was really useful to flirt with girls - it was definitely not as good as money, but he had no money, so he could only find another way, and spent a lot of effort to be art.

It was a bit difficult for him to recite a poem in a complete way, but it was not difficult to read it once. Even the pause in the middle was deliberately teasing Shen Mo.

Seeing that he had recited it so quickly, Shen Mo was a little skeptical, so Fang Chang'an turned the book over and placed it in the middle of the table, and asked her first: "Don't rush to recite the poem, look at the name first, then at the foot of Beigu Mountain. What does this name mean? Beigu Mountain is a mountain, so what does it mean?"

Seeing that he was talking one by one, Shen Mo shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Looking at him, waiting for the answer.

Fang Chang'an said: "I don't know either."

The little girl curled her lips and did not mock him. Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "But you can guess that the name is "The Second Below the Mountain of Beigu", then this poem must be written below Beigu Mountain. The first sentence says "The Road Outside the Green Mountains", so it must be passing by, maybe it's a trip, or where to go, resting under Beigu Mountain, so this "Second" may mean stopping and resting."

Shen Mo felt something was reasonable, but he felt that this meaning was much worse than "sequel", so he simply did not express his opinion and waited to turn around and ask what his aunt said.

Seeing that she didn't say anything, Fang Changan asked, "Do you agree?"

Shen Mo said the truth: "I don't know, wait and see what the teacher said."

Fang Chang'an smiled and said, "Then continue, the guest road is outside the green mountains, what do you think it means?"

Shen Mo's understanding ability is still relatively limited, but he doesn't want to show weakness, so he seems to be much stupider than him. After thinking about it, he said, "It seems that he is going out and passing by near Qingshan..."

After saying that, he asked him in a low voice: "Is that true?"

Many people in the classroom no longer read loudly, but the sounds gathered together still seemed noisy. She was too low and she couldn't hear it clearly after she finished speaking, so she leaned against the middle of the table and repeated it.

Fang Changan also leaned towards her, thought for a while and said, "I don't know, but I think you're right, I think so too."

When the little girl heard him say this, she couldn't help laughing. Fang Changan knew her for two lives, and then for the first time she found a dimples on her left cheek. It was not very obvious, but she smiled sweetly.

Seeing him staring at him, Shen Mo felt a little embarrassed, and quickly tense his face again and whispered: "What about the next sentence?"

The two of them tried to translate one by one. Wu Di watched them sticking together and muttered, hoping to roll up the book and rush to the back of Fang Chang'an's head. There was no way to stop it, so he had to chant the words louder: "her!h-e-r—her!question!q-u-e-s-t-i-o-n—question!"

Neither Fang Chang'an nor Shen Mo noticed Wu Di's movements. He first discussed the poems one by one and translated them. Fang Chang'an made the final arrangement and corrected the biased parts of Shen Mo's translation with words close to her original meaning without leaving any trace.

The content of the whole poem is clear and with a context, it seems like there is needlework and thread to penetrate it. It is indeed easier to think about it.

Shen Mo tried to recite it, and finished it all in full. He looked at him with a little surprise, with a little admiration in his eyes: "You are so awesome!"

Fang Chang'an said: "This is a temporary memory and will be forgotten soon. I have to review it a few more times. I remember it firmly and will not forget it when I learn it."

"Yeah." Shen Mo nodded vigorously.

Fang Changan stopped talking to her about the text and asked: "Do you like poetry very much?"

Shen Mo thought for a while and said, "It can't be considered like it, but it doesn't bother you, I just think..."

She couldn't think of the right words for a moment, so Fang Chang'an tried to say to her: "It's beautiful? It has artistic conception?"

Shen Mo shook his head, "No, I think it's very easy to understand the content. They can't understand it. It's so amazing."

Fang Chang'an: "..."
Chapter completed!