Chapter 777: Chapter 471: Teacher Zhao’s First Lesson (An extra update for our Brotherhood Chief ‘k52501rs’!)
The room fell into an oddly quiet atmosphere.
Next to the desk, the Teacher and the student, one standing, the other kneeling.
Mr. Zhao, holding a scroll, cast a loving and approving glance at the very studious student, Su Qingdai.
Her face flushed, she stammered, “Ziyu, how… how do you use this textbook, how do you read it?”
“How to read? Of course, you start by reading with your mouth, then delve into the experience… Good girl, take out your textbook first, and I’ll teach you slowly.”
“How, how can I read it with my mouth, it’s so scary, so long, can it really be read completely with the mouth?”
Su Qingdai’s voice even had a trailing tone as she glanced at her textbook, and her delicate body shivered,
The Teacher patted the student’s little head, pressed it down, and nodded in encouragement, “Good girl, take out your textbook, I’ll definitely teach you well.”
Su Qingdai looked up at him with pitiful eyes, “Dai’er… really doesn’t know how, it’s my first time reading this book, if it’s not good, you… you mustn’t scold or hit me later.”
Zhao Rong’s face was sincere as he shook his head, “What kind of person do you take me for? I have professional ethics. You just read it, and if there’s anything you don’t understand, I’ll teach you.”
The student blushed and buried her head, quieted for a moment, her small hands groping upward, finally reaching his waist and unbuckling the belt.
Rustling sounds filled the room.
The student’s movements were clumsy, and after a while, she finally managed to take out the textbook completely.
And so, Teacher Zhao Rong held a scroll rolled up like a stick, and student Su Qingdai also held a similar scroll in her hand.
The student’s breathing at this moment became markedly heavier, quickly glancing at that long and frightening textbook. Zhao shook his head, clearly dealing with a poor student who disliked studying, fearing the textbook so much.
Indeed, shortly after, Su Qingdai handled the textbook as if it were a sizzling hot iron, wanting to throw it away as if it were a hot potato.
However, under Zhao Rong’s calm gaze, she suppressed her fear.
“Not bad,” Zhao Rong looked down at Su Qingdai and nodded in encouragement, “Mhm, get familiar with it first, read it carefully. Move your lips and read with your heart, understand?”
As he spoke, he took a deep breath.
The first-time reader, Su Qingdai, nodded weakly.
She looked at the lengthy textbook, her eyes trembling, seemingly unsure where to start, so she first grabbed the genuine leather cover with her bare hands and flipped through it…
Then, after Su Qingdai saw the content underneath the genuine leather cover, her beautiful eyes involuntarily widened.
“How… how should I begin?”
The academically challenged girl swallowed dryly, unsure where to start reading, where to set her mouth first, so she looked up with pleading eyes at Zhao Rong.
This pleading image beneath the textbook was quite adorable and endearing.
Teacher Zhao’s mouth twitched slightly, his hands clasped behind his back, as he glanced at the textbook she held in her hands.
Suddenly, he felt a mischievous impulse.
The next second, as if affected by some unknown force, the textbook suddenly sprang up, and with a slap, it smacked against the face of the student surnamed Su, delivering a strike.
The lesson administered by the Teacher left Su Qingdai stunned, caught off guard.
Her eyes wide, Zhao Rong actually had such an incredible Spell that he could move the textbook without using his hands…
Zhao Rong smiled, looking at Su Qingdai’s somewhat foolish and dazed expression, his interest suddenly piqued.
“Hey, pay attention in class. Listen carefully to what comes next. I’ll only teach you once. If I’m not satisfied with how you read it, don’t blame me if I make you taste the whip,” he said.
As he spoke, Zhao Rong used Su Qingdai’s textbook as a teaching whip, striking her cheeks a few times.
Su Qingdai was dizzy from the strikes, her cheeks flushing rosy.
She even instinctively wrinkled her delicate nose, sniffing the scent of ink on the textbook.
“Stop hitting me, umm, stop it, Dai’er will listen to the Teacher, Teacher Zhao, it’s so long, where should I start reading?”
Su Qingdai spoke and, mustering her courage, she flipped open the genuine leather cover, fixed her gaze on the textbook with unwavering eyes, and waited very earnestly for the Teacher’s instruction.
Zhao Rong nodded lightly, “Of course you start from the beginning, huh, you first give me a full read from top to bottom, then repeat…”
The Teacher extended his finger, pointing out the lessons to the student.
The latter nodded lightly, listening obediently and attentively, then took a deep breath, and began reading from the start, covering the entire text from top to bottom.
Zhao Rong suddenly could not help but inhale sharply, for he had discovered Su Qingdai’s talent.
It was obvious that it was her first time reading the textbook, so long, yet she could read it all in one breath and seemingly without effort.
He could not help but nod in approval, “Not bad, very talented, you read very well, go through it a few more times.”
“Mmm mmm,” Su Qingdai did not lift her head, glancing up at him with rolling eyes, gave a cute snort from her nose, nodded her head, and then continued reading.
Thus, a very harmonious scene unfolded silently in front of the study desk within the room.
The Teacher’s attentive teaching gestures.
His earnest words of instruction also sounded from time to time.
“Here, read this part as well…hiss, not bad.”
“Right, this part here, and over here, read it a few more times, I quite like this part, Teacher, remember it, huh, and I hope you will like it too…”
“Not bad, start from the beginning again, read it all at once, until you can’t read anymore, challenge yourself…hiss, I didn’t expect you could go this deep, let it be, just keep reading until I tell you to stop…”
At first, Su Qingdai’s reading was somewhat raw and awkward, after all, it was her first time learning, and when she occasionally read poorly, Zhao Rong would take a sharp breath and frown, then pull out the teaching crop, and sternly whip that beautiful little face.
However, as time passed, she became more and more proficient, reading the lengthy textbook up and down, left and right, and in the end, she could even smack her lips, starting from the very bottom, working her way up, reciting it backwards flawlessly.
In the end, Su Qingdai could even make some extrapolations that Zhao Rong had not anticipated, performing actions from some unexpected positions, showing great cleverness.
Her hand never leaving the scroll, her lips and teeth sharp as she read the textbook, pleasing Teacher Zhao greatly.
Especially during the whole memorization process, she occasionally looked up at Zhao Rong with adoring eyes, gazing directly and attentively to gauge his expressions, eager to know if her reading was correct and satisfying to him.
Teacher Zhao was immensely gratified by this and often couldn’t help but stroke the student’s head that was buried in the textbook or affectionately touch her beautiful, pitiful face to give encouragement and support.
And occasionally, when she read in a mischievous way, the Teacher’s large hand would press down on the student’s head, urging her to bury herself in the book and not to get distracted during the lesson.
In matters of reward and punishment, Teacher Zhao could indeed be called a master teacher.
Sometimes strict, sometimes kind, he soon trained a disciple who could recite his textbook fluently.
This harmonious scene between teacher and student was very tranquil.
However, roughly after a quarter of two hours, Teacher Zhao’s small class was still ongoing, with absolutely no sign of ending the lesson.
He stood by the desk as resolute as ever, showing no sign of concluding the class.
He squinted, one hand propped against the edge of the nearby desk, the other hand continuing to guide the student through the complexities.
And as Su Qingdai read until she was breathless, her chest heaving, she opened her mouth slightly for air, facing such rare essential knowledge from the Teacher with shock and admiration in her eyes. His knowledge was truly extensive and profound, none of those vulgar ordinary men in the world were worthy to compare with him.
The student was utterly convinced, in both actions and thoughts.
Although there were no results yet, Su Qingdai did not feel discouraged or give up, and after taking a few breaths, she continued to delve deeply into the essence of the lessons in the textbook, focused and determined, vowing to uncover its true substance.
Just like how she diligently practiced her “Spell” every day, she would not stop until she achieved her goal.
Seeing this, Teacher nodded to himself in secret.
After a moment of contemplation, he took a long breath, no longer deliberately concealing his skill, and generously shared his knowledge with her…
Thus, Teacher Zhao’s first lesson, to the joyous surprise of the dazed Ms. Su, finally came to a temporary close.
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