The sound of the book is loud and the ups and downs!

Every time Mu Zhengyang took a step forward, he stepped on Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping's heart.

"Compassion is the beginning of benevolence; shame is the beginning of righteousness; humility is the beginning of courtesy; right and wrong is the beginning of wisdom. The way people who are moral should educate people should vary from person to person, some should enlighten people like timely rain, some should cultivate morality, talent, answer questions, and influence others to imitate..."

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Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping instantly entered the artistic conception of the sound of reading, and the principles described in the book seemed to have become their instinctive thinking.

"A teacher is to teach and answer questions!" Hu Yongping has been teaching and educating people for decades, and has been confident of himself. But after hearing the sound of reading, he found that he was wrong. "Every student is unique and should be taught in a suitable way based on the nature of each student. However, in his decades of teaching career, he has used his own inherent standards to measure every student!"

Kong Tianyi also gained something. He likes reading and has read a lot of books, but he rarely understands these contents from the perspective of human nature today!

Mu Zhengyang walked around the long table and sat down again in his position.

The sound of reading stops!

"It's really the same as yesterday. The meaning in the sound of the book becomes one's own thinking, just like the truth you have learned after reading it thousands of times!"

Kong Tianyi and Hu Yongping all looked horrified and stared at Mu Zhengyang with a calm expression.

Master of Chinese studies!

"Mu Zhengyang is the master of Chinese studies who studied on the hillside yesterday. He graduated from high school four years ago and should be twenty-two years old this year, right? The master of Chinese studies who is twenty-two years old, this is crazy!"

Hu Yongping's breathing accelerated and his chest was fluctuating violently. He felt that his brain was a little too twitching. In his memory, Mu Zhengyang's Chinese grades were average. Even if Mu Zhengyang had studied Chinese classics since he was a child, he could not have the attainment of a master of Chinese studies in his twenties. However, he saw it on the scene with his own eyes, heard this magical sound of reading with his own ears, staring at Mu Zhengyang with an incredible look.

"This person... is really a master of Chinese studies!"

Kong Tianyi's guess was that the person who was studying on the hillside yesterday should be a wise old man with silver hair. After hearing Mu Zhengyang claiming to be studying on the hillside yesterday, he originally wanted to make a few ironic words, but reality broke his fantasy. He was extremely surprised and a little disappointed. He had been passionate about national studies since he was a child and was a direct descendant of Confucius. He had a deep family education and had read books for nearly twenty years. He had not even touched the threshold of a master of Chinese studies. He even suspected that there was no such state at all. But a young man living in the mountains gave him a blow!

Mu Zhengyang looked at Hu Yongping who seemed to be out of mind, and Kong Tianyi smiled gently, pointed to the tea cup on the table and said, "The tea will be cold after waiting!"

Hu Yongping had no intention of drinking tea at all. He looked at Mu Zhengyang as if he was watching a monster and said, "Twenty-two years old, master of Chinese studies! Zhengyang, what did you do?"

"Master of Chinese Studies? Haha, I am not a master of Chinese Studies. I can see the meaning of reading a hundred times. I just read "Mencius" a few times. How can I be considered a master of Chinese Studies!"

Mu Zhengyang believes that he can understand every book thoroughly through books. His research depth is indeed comparable to that of Chinese studies masters, but his breadth of knowledge is far from the real Chinese studies masters in terms of their breadth.

"Zhengyang, you can contain your own insights into the sound of reading and instill directly into the audience. This can be called a master of Chinese studies!" Hu Yongping said and emphasized, "When I was studying, I heard a lecture by the master of Chinese studies Nan Xiangren. Your reading sound is not bad at all compared to Master Nan Xiangren, and it may be a little stronger!"

"Teacher Hu has over-rewarded!"

Mu Zhengyang said politely, he knew that he had practiced the "Qian Kun Haoran Zhengqi and nourishing Qi". When he was studying, Haoran Zhengqi spread with the sound waves, and he could produce the magical effect of what Hu Yongping said to be enlightened, but at this time it was probably useless to explain.

"Haha, you can reach this level at the age of twenty-two, and it is not an exaggeration to praise you!"

Hu Yongping did not expect that the master of Chinese studies he admired was actually a student he had taught. He was happy and laughed.

"Master Mu, I had a little disrespectful tone before. Don't bother with me!" Kong Tianyi said sincerely and sincerely.

"It's okay!" Mu Zhengyang smiled faintly.

"How did you reach the level of a master of Chinese studies?"

Kong Tianyi focused on learning, sat upright, and asked carefully.

"There is no other trick, maybe it is to read every sutra repeatedly!"

What Mu Zhengyang said was the truth. In order to deduce the "Quan Kun Haoran Zhengqi", he graduated from the 30,000 department. He has been teaching for decades, but he has not been able to memorize "Mencius"! After all, as a teacher, there are textbooks and various reference materials. He only takes excerpts from the exam. Who will work hard to study these without any trouble?" Hu Yongping sighed and said with admiration, and then looked at Mu Zhengyang with admiration, "Zhengyang, although I once taught you, you have taught me a profound lesson today! You are extremely talented and young, but you can endure loneliness and study research in the mountains. No wonder you have master-level attainments in Chinese studies! On the contrary, I have become a real teacher for decades!"

"Master Mu, you just said that the person who played the piano was also you?"

Kong Tianyi had been immersed in the shock brought by Mu Zhengyang as a master of Chinese studies before, and ignored the sound of the guqin heard on the way when he came. At this time, he remembered and asked with his eyes wide open.

"Yes, I forgot about this! The sound of the piano is so wonderful that it makes people feel like they are there! Zhengyang, are you also a master of guqin playing?"

When Hu Yongping heard the sound of the piano, he was shocked and looked at Mu Zhengyang with a red look.
Chapter completed!