Chapter 272: The small mouth is really sweet!

Chapter 272: The small mouth is really sweet!

When the Seventh Fufu Lord learned Chinese characters in the same year, Pinyin did not come out. He taught the wild people how to learn Chinese characters when they learned Chinese characters. How to teach these wild people.

He didn't think of Pinyin at all - it was a wild man who didn't teach traditional characters.

"But... I thought that I had to teach these savage people to learn Pinyin first, and I felt so irritated. I will try it first. If I can't, I will wait for the drunken day. No, it is the drunken moon friend who sent me a Chinese teacher." Road.

When he finished, he seemed to suddenly think of something. He added: "Yes, if you can't find the language teacher, you can send it to me, just bring the blood **** drill. We are just finishing the transaction. Can you help me teach the savage people to pinyin?"

Song Shuhang: "..."

Am I saying something wrong? Why didn’t you give yourself a pit?

But from the beginning to the end, I am kindly mentioning the seven generations of the predecessors, and using the pinyin to learn the Chinese characters from the wild people?

No, I have to save myself.

Otherwise, in case ‘drunk star predecessors? ‘You can’t find a suitable language teacher. Maybe the seven generations of the predecessors will fly over the night, and they will teach the language to the wild people on an isolated island with a single wrap and a sea of ​​ocean.

As for the white predecessors on the one side, you don't have to expect him to help. Maybe he will feel very fun, and then go to the island together.

Song Shuhang always feels that this possibility is really too big, and it is terrible to think about it.

In particular, when he accidentally turned his head and looked at his white-eyed predecessors, he did not know if it was an illusion. When the white predecessors looked at the words 'Island, Savage', the light that seemed to be interested in the eyes flashed.

No, I have to save myself!

Song Shuhang turned his head insanely, and suddenly his mind flashed an idea: "Seven generations of seniors, learning Pinyin, I have a coup, you go online to find ... should be able to find the ‘Chinese Pinyin alphabet song!”

"At that time, you will play the savage repeatedly, put it in the morning and put it in the evening; put it in the meal and put it on the big one. After a week or two, the wild people should be able to master the Chinese pinyin!"

"Not only that, I remember that the humans who lived in the original tribal way liked to dance! Seven generations of seniors, you can find a few rhythm simple and easy to use dances on the Internet, and make this 'Chinese alphabet song' into a dance. Let them daily Get up and sing and jump in the morning, and jump more when you are active, so that they can stimulate their interest!"

After reading the above words in one breath, Song Shuhang sighed secretly.

Sorry, savage brothers... but there is nothing wrong with brainwashing. Listening to it can also increase your posture. With the dance, you can also dance as a square dance, old and advanced! All Chinese aunts are popular with this stuff.

The eyes of the seven-year-old Fufu suddenly brightened: "Oh oh oh, there is this trick! Wonderful! Compared to rote memorization, the song's work is more catchy, easy to be remembered!"

Song Shuhang slammed the railway: "When you taught the savage to spell the savage, it is easy to learn Chinese characters. And the predecessors, I feel that teaching the savage to learn the words, can not blindly use the palm of the hand and sling. We have to reward and punish. Clearly, there must be rewards for punishment. This will maximize the motivation of the wild people to learn Chinese characters!"

In fact, it is not appropriate for Book Air to always call the term "wild man", but for a time I can't think of any better words to replace.

"The rewards and punishments are clear, it makes sense! The book is a young man, the brain is the aura." The seven-year-old Fufu owner feels that the book's words are simply poked into the itch of his heart, feeling that the idea is really great, and he asked Dao: "On how to reward and punish clearly, can you tell me what you can say?"

"For example, if you learn Pinyin and the fastest Chinese characters, you can reward some things that wild people like. Such as good weapons? Fishing supplies? Modern small things, lighters or something?" Song Shuhang He said: "The worst ones to learn. You can also consider other punishments, such as being hungry. Compared to being slammed, perhaps for the wild people, hunger is even more terrible. Do not blindly beat and hang. The same punishment method has been used for a long time, and the effect is getting lower and lower."

Wild people who have never seen each other... I can only help you here in Song. I hope that my suggestion will allow you to eat less flesh and blood in the future.

Hungry belly and sling compared to hungry stomach should be able to accept some?

"It makes sense, you can try it." The seven-year-old Fufu nodded secretly, and at the same time raised one opposite: "And. I can also give the wild people a test paper, three days and one small test, five days of a big test. There are various rewards for the exam. I can also let them write the text in the future, and if they write badly, they will hang. Oh, awesome!"

Song Shuhang suddenly smacked his mouth, and a group of black uncles dressed in animal skins appeared in his mind, kneeling on the table, facing the "First Grade Primary School Final Examination Paper" or the essay title "If I am copied from the Internet." It’s a small onion, a scene of frowning and swearing.

I didn't expect the seniors of the Seven-Year Fufu to think of the ‘test papers’ and the sea tactics. Unconsciously, it seems that they have increased the pain of the wild people.

Am I doing good things badly?

Qishengfufu: "It feels great. I will try to give these wild people right away. Let them listen to the Chinese Pinyin alphabet for ten days first, book friends, and so on. I will come to contact you!" Goodbye expression]"

When he finished, he couldn’t wait to go offline.

After the seventh line of the Fufu main line, the Beihe scattered people bubbling: "[Sweat expression] This year, even if it is a paradise, it is not necessarily happy."

Lychee Fairy: "And, in fact, there is still a big problem... Have you ever received a letter from a seven-year-old friend? His profession is a 'fu teacher', and the words written are habitual ghost characters. I recognized him on the letter. The word can be hard to recognize. If he teaches the indigenous people to read the words, they also use the ghosts to write the same words... I ask the indigenous people’s psychological shadow area?"

Pharmacist: "Indigenous people are not easy!"

King of Creation: "Wake up the stars, please be sure to find a good language teacher for the indigenous people!"

"Wake up the stars? ... is not a wake-up star, is a drunken month! Last time I only remembered a word, this time the two words are wrong!" Drunk Moon layman with a sly expression.

"Sorry, drunk month friends. In fact, I have a suggestion, you might as well change the number, it is called drunk day? I think everyone can definitely remember." The king of the law is weak and retrace.

"Drunken day can remember +1" Litchi fairy.

"Drunken day can remember +2" pharmacist - just copy and paste, the speed of the pharmacist is still very fast.

"Drunk day can remember +3" Huangshan Zhenjun.

Below, a row of predecessors in the group keep up.

The drunken moon lays a sigh of sigh, so I want to tie everyone in the group to tons of ferroniobium and sink the Pacific Ocean!

......

......

Song Shuhang twitched his mouth and turned off the interface of Jiuzhou No.1 Group.

Then he sighed: "I hope that the method of teaching the seven generations can be effective."

On one side, the white lord smiled and said: "There is no problem with the effect. In fact, I really want to see how the seven students teach the wild people to learn Chinese characters, and they are also interested in the island."

The white predecessors really have a strange interest!

"White predecessors! I have a more fun place. Two days later... I have a friend who invited me to go to a resort island in the East China Sea and have a five-day tour of a luxury cruise ship! Are there any interests of the seniors?" Song Shuhang immediately transferred the white lord The goal.

Otherwise, he was afraid that the white predecessors would take him tonight, and ‘嗖’’’’’’’’’’’’’

Sure enough, the white predecessors heard about the resort island and enjoyed the luxury cruise ship.

"If there is a holiday island, is there a roller coaster? Ten rings or more rings? Jumping machine? Pirate ship? Ferris wheel? Extreme windmill?" The white predecessors reported a lot of exciting projects.

Why are the projects of the predecessors of the whites the kind that will make people feel soft?

"Yes, there are! Everything!" Song Shuhang patted his chest to ensure that there must be!

"Then let's go right away!" The white predecessors narrowed their eyes.

"White predecessors, no hurry. Two days later we set off... and we have to wait for the peas and the little monk to come back and say." Song Shuhang replied.

"Doudou and a small monk?" The white predecessor asked: "Oh, you just mentioned, Peas left home."

"Yeah." Song Shuhang sighed.

"Well, then wait two days."

"That's the way it is, white predecessors, we have breakfast first. Then I have time to take advantage of it today. I will take you to Yuyu Mountain near Wenzhou City. Recently, it should be Yangmei picking festivals, there are activities. I am going to eat it now and eat enough," Song Shuhang said.

"Good!" The eyes of the White Supreme became shiny.

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Song Shuhang and Bai Zun said while walking, went to the kitchen to see if Song Mother had prepared breakfast for them.

In the kitchen.

Song mother happened to be making dumplings and turned around when she heard footsteps behind her.

"Good morning, Mom. Eat dumplings in the morning!" Song Shudao.

"Well, just wrapped up, I don't know when you got up, I haven't gotten a pot yet. Song Bai is also awake, is it rare to get up early today?" Song mother joked.

White Zun nodded slightly and replied: "Well, little girl, good morning, you are the mother of the book, Xiaoyou, I got up very early today!"

Little girl?

Is calling me? ! Song mother was stunned first, then she chuckled: "Book Air, your friend only spent one night, the little mouth became so sweet."

Song Shuhang: "..."

White Zun is confused: "?"

Did I just say something wrong? Bai Zunren doubts in his heart. (To be continued.)

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