Everyone present recalled in surprise. After the sound of reading, the birds on the tree did not make any sound again!

"This... is too exaggerated! We can understand that the meaning of the sound of reading is still within the comprehensible range, but can the birds on the trees understand the meaning of the sound of reading?"

"Tiannan Mountain has never been engaged in tourism development, and we haven't even seen a single figure along the way. Who is studying on the hillside and has such a magical effect?"

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The teachers of the county No. 1 Middle School work every day to answer all kinds of questions for students, but no one can solve all kinds of questions in their hearts.

"Teacher Hu, you are knowledgeable and do you know what's going on?" A male teacher asked Hu Yongping, the oldest present.

Hu Yongping sorted out his plaid shirt and reached out to straighten the reading glasses on the bridge of his nose. His thoughts seemed to have returned to a long time ago. He showed an admiration before he could speak, saying, "In the 1980s, I was still studying in Changhe University. I had the honor to listen to the lecture of the master of Chinese studies Nan Xiangren in the school auditorium. The lecture was not long, only ten minutes, but it left a deep impression on me! Master Nan Xiangren did not have a magnificent language, so he explained the Analects of Confucius in a chat-like tone. At that time, hundreds of students were present, but the whole audience was silent, so quiet that even the breath could be heard. At that time, we were also completely immersed in Master Nan Xiangren's speech. There was no need to think with our brains, but we had a personal sense of identity for every sentence Master Nan Xiangren said! "

"Teacher Hu, are you saying that the person who just studied on the hillside may be a master of Chinese studies like Master Nan Xiangren?"

After Kong Tianyi came to Tiannan Mountain, he was not interested in anything except the book in his hand. At this time, a ray of light appeared in his eyes and asked Hu Yongping.

"It is very likely! Many people think that Chinese studies are a feudal residue and a backward dross culture. We do not deny that there are many inappropriate contents in it, but it is the accumulation of our Chinese culture for thousands of years, and there are still many things worth learning and learning from. The Chinese studies master has thoroughly understood these traditional cultures, and has his own unique insights, which are contained in their words and deeds, which makes us influenced by them silently. In fact, the Chinese studies master just incorporates his own understanding into the sound of reading and guides us to think spontaneously, and will have the illusion that we directly understand the meaning when we hear the sound of reading!"

Hu Yongping has been teaching Chinese for decades, and from elementary school to high school, the proportion of Chinese language textbooks really concerning Chinese studies is very small. A certain version of elementary school textbook even changed the names of many positive characters in the stories to foreigners. He was extremely eager for more Chinese studies masters to stand up and explain with respect.

"There is a master of Chinese studies like Nan Xiangren hidden in the wilderness of Tiannan Mountain!"

"It is common in society that people who cheat with the title of Master of Chinese Studies. This kind of real master of Chinese Studies with real talents and knowledge lives in seclusion in the deep mountains..."

Nan Xiangren is a famous Chinese studies master in the Chinese circle at home and abroad. Most of the teachers of the county No. 1 Middle School have heard of his name, which makes them feel incredible that Hu Yongping actually compared the scholar to an existence that is equal to Nan Xiangren.

Kong Tianyi felt that it was not as simple as Hu Yongping said. According to Hu Yongping, the sound of reading is guiding us to think spontaneously. How could the bird stop chirping and listen to the person reading quietly?

"The sound of reading comes from the hillside. Let's go and find it! If we can see this master of Chinese studies living in seclusion in Tiannan Mountain, it would be worth it this time!"

As soon as someone made this suggestion, Kong Tianyi had already run at the forefront, and others were also particularly curious about this mysterious master of Chinese studies and marched towards a higher hillside in a mighty manner.

But the people had already left the forest on the hillside, leaving only the shadows of trees swaying and white clouds lingering!

"Where did the person go? Did you clearly hear the sound of reading just now coming from this location?"

"Since that the master of Chinese studies chose to live in seclusion in Tiannan Mountain, he probably didn't want to see outsiders. Maybe he left early when he saw us coming!"

"The hidden tigers, leopards, bury qilins in the fields of deep mountains. It is indeed not easy to see such hermit masters! It is almost dark, and there may be ferocious beasts in the deep mountains and forests. Let's go!"

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The teachers of the No. 1 Middle School in the County did not see Mu Zhengyang, but they looked as if they expected it and began to pack up and go down the mountain to take a bus back to the county.

Kong Tianyi looked eagerly at the top of the mountain surrounded by clouds and mist, as if he wanted to continue climbing the mountain to find the master of Chinese studies who was studying on the hillside.

"Tianyi, let's go! I also want to meet that master of Chinese studies, but Tiannan Mountain is too big. It's too easy for that master of Chinese studies to avoid us. Let's try our luck alone another day!"

Hu Yongping felt that the main reason why the seclusion master of Chinese studies did not show up was that there were too many people in their team building. Seeing that Kong Tianyi was still staying still and wanted to find the seclusion master of Chinese studies, he politely persuaded him.

Kong Tianyi thought about it and felt that what Hu Yongping said made some sense, so he turned around and went down the mountain three times.

The team building teacher from the county No. 1 Middle School left. Someone was sitting in the bus and was bored, so he showed off in the WeChat group of friends and WeChat that he heard the magical sound of reading in Tiannan Mountain.

Hu Yongping is over fifty years old and will retire in a few years. However, he is very rushing. He likes to play WeChat public accounts and maintains the habit of updating diaries on his private public accounts every day. Although few people usually read it, this habit has been maintained for several years. He records everything that happened in the day as usual, and writes the story of hearing the magical reading sounds in Tiannan Mountain in the public account. Unexpectedly, it caused a lot of forwarding from people, but there were doubts in the comment area.

"Tiannan Mountain? In that kind of mountain, there are not many people who can write their own names, and can there be a master of Chinese studies hidden?"

"Can birds still understand the sound of human reading? You are still teachers. Do you know that there are regulations that animals are not allowed to become sperm after the founding of the People's Republic of China?"

"Reasonably, the masters of Chinese studies are not so cheap. I don't really believe that there will be a master of Chinese studies living in seclusion in Tiannan Mountain. However, the scenery of Tiannan Mountain in the picture is so beautiful. I will call a few friends to go to Tiannan Mountain to have fun together another day!"

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Chapter completed!