Ma Feifei Teaches the Analects

Ma Feifei was naturally unaware of what was happening in the Bookstore; he was currently engrossed in teaching.

"Now, the first chapter of the Analects, 'The Learning Chapter,' has been fully explained. Does everyone understand its meaning?" Ma Feifei put down the Analects, took out a homemade cup from his spatial bag, took a sip of water, placed it on the table, and looked at the three thousand students below, asking.

Three thousand students shook their heads.

Ma Feifei sighed and said, "You're all so stupid. Did you all write down the teacher's annotations for each sentence of the Analects?"

"We've got it," the students replied one after another.

Although they didn't understand what was being said, everyone still took notes.

"Okay, that's good. If you've memorized it and still don't understand, just go home and slowly work through it," Ma Feifei said with satisfaction.

Three thousand people remained silent.

Ma Feifei pursed his lips. What could he do? He wasn't a teacher. He had already translated the meaning of every sentence into plain language and explained it to them. What more did they want from Ma Feifei? They couldn't understand, and Ma Feifei was just as desperate!

"It's getting late, let's recite the Analects three more times, and then we'll end today's lesson," Ma Feifei said.

He had been teaching all day and was really tired.

"It seems I'll have to change the class schedule a bit starting tomorrow. We'll have a two-hour lunch break, then afternoon tea at 3 p. m., and then class will end at 4:50 p. m.," Ma Feifei thought to himself as he opened the Analects.

"Come on, let the teacher begin: Confucius said: 'Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application? It is also a pleasure to have friends coming from afar...'"

Confucius said, "Is it not pleasant to learn with a constant perseverance and application? Is it not delightful to have friends coming from afar? But others do not understand..."

The sound of reading aloud echoed across the entire Green Grassland once again.

Two minutes later, Ma Feifei slumped onto the table and dozed off.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Ma Feifei could no longer stay awake. She forced her large eyes open, staring intently at the Analects commentary, and said, "Because today is the first day of class, the teacher got a little excited and made everyone study from this morning until now. I'm really sorry. Starting tomorrow, class time will be 9:15 every day, with a break from 12:00 noon to 2:00 pm, afternoon tea from 3:00 pm to 3:30 pm, and the day's classes will end at 4:50 pm."

"Please remember the class times every day, except for weekends, which are the Bookstore's closing time and also your rest time."

"The students understand," the three thousand students said in unison.

Ma Feifei was very satisfied with this feeling; she was a little giddy.

"Alright, next the teacher will assign you today's homework, and then you can go home early," Ma Feifei said seriously.

"Homework?" The three thousand students looked at each other, somewhat puzzled.

Ma Feifei chuckled and said, "This homework is a summary of your day's study of the Analects, letting me know how much you've actually understood."

"Then may I ask, teacher, how should this homework be done?" Zhou Zhuling stood up, bowed, and asked.

Ma Feifei stroked his chin and glanced at Zhou Zhuling. This girl was getting prettier and prettier; her skin was great, her figure was great...

"Ahem!" You've got the wrong idea.

"To deepen your understanding of the Analects, today's homework is for each of you to copy the Analects by hand three times," Ma Feifei said.

"Yes, teacher," the three thousand students replied in unison.

"Remember, you can't have someone else write it for you," Ma Feifei said seriously.

Ma Feifei tested this book, the Analects. No matter how high or low one's cultivation level is, no one can memorize it after reading it once. They are no different from ordinary people. If they want to memorize the Analects, they can only rely on their own intelligence and a lot of the Analects and writing to deepen their impression of the book and thus memorize it.

Therefore, copying the Analects is something that needs to be taken seriously.

Three thousand people nodded.

"In that case, that concludes today's lesson. Class dismissed," Ma Feifei said, standing up.

Three thousand students stood up in unison, supporting themselves with their hands in prayer. "Thank you for your hard work, teachers."

Ma Feifei put one hand behind his back and touched his beardless chin with the other, nodding with great satisfaction.

Inside the Bookstore.

At this point, all three projections were visible, and the area outside was crowded with people, all watching the three projections inside.

At that moment, the door to VIP room number one opened, and Chang Kong was the first to walk out.

It attracted a lot of attention.

Then one by one, people lined up and came out of private room number one.

It instantly attracted everyone's attention.

The group of people who had just come out were also attracted by the three projections that appeared in the Bookstore, and for a moment they stood there, forgetting to move.

Before long, the Bookstore was packed with people.

"Could the students in front please get out first? We're stuck in the back and can't move," someone shouted from behind.

"Oh, sorry, sorry." The students, who had been captivated by the projection, finally realized what was happening, apologized profusely, and hurriedly left the Bookstore.

The practitioners inside and outside the Bookstore looked completely bewildered.

"I think I just saw an elder from the Seven Stars Palace bowing his head in apology?" a cultivator said in surprise.

"And Ning Feifei, the seventh pavilion master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, also bowed her head and apologized," another cultivator said.

"And the Spirit Sword Sect too..."

In short, these important figures, who are usually aloof and disrespectful to everyone, suddenly became so amiable, which surprised everyone.

To everyone's surprise, all three thousand cultivators walked out of the Bookstore.

"Ning, are you free tonight? Would you do me the honor of having dinner together?" an unknown cultivator said to Ning Feifei.

Ning Feifei smiled, shook her head, and declined, saying, "Student Wu, I'm so sorry, I have to copy the Analects tonight, I really don't have time. Maybe next time."

"It's alright, it's alright. We'll be classmates from now on, there will be plenty of opportunities. I hope you'll take good care of me in the future," Wu said with a hearty laugh and a fist salute.

"Of course, as fellow students of the shop owner, we should look out for each other," Ning Feifei said politely.

"Okay, then I won't bother you any longer, Ning. Goodbye," Wu said.

"Take care, Wu." Ning curtsied.

Such things can be seen everywhere outside the Bookstore.

If there weren't so many people outside, each student would probably have stopped and chatted with several other students for a while.

Even so, the onlookers were stunned, their jaws dropping to the floor, standing there dumbfounded, watching everything unfold.

"Is the world changing too fast, or are we living in a dream?" someone murmured.

"That shouldn't be! The seventh pavilion master of the Spring and Autumn Pavilion, Ning Feifei, is at the Spirit Venerable realm! The other one, what's this Wu student, is only at the Spirit King realm. Why would Ning Feifei be so polite to him?" Someone shook their head, completely baffled.

"What's this? You didn't see it, I just saw the Master of the Fuyun Mountain Villa actually waving goodbye to the Master of the Xichen Mountain Villa; aren't those two fighting over the Spirit Crystal Vein Mine right now? How come they've suddenly become so harmonious?" The cultivator's tone was full of surprise.

The tremendous transformation of the three thousand cultivators in a single day was no less shocking than the scene of three shadows appearing simultaneously in the Mysterious Bookstore, and perhaps even more so.

Ma Feifei was the last to come out. As soon as he emerged, he noticed the strange thing in the Bookstore and turned to look at the projection on the screen, a look of surprise on his face.

Walking over to the cashier, Ma Feifei leaned against it, glanced at Yun Qingyang who was dozing off on the table, and tapped the table with her finger.

With a 'whoosh,' Yun Qingyang opened her eyes without moving her head, glaring at Ma Feifei with displeasure.

"What's going on? There were three shadows appearing at the same time in the Bookstore today," Ma Feifei asked curiously.

Yun Qingyang turned her head away, buried her head in her arms, and continued to Rest.

With a 'thud,' the space bag was tossed towards Yun Qingyang.

With a 'whoosh,' Yun Qingyang grabbed it with one hand, opened the spatial bag, and squinted his eyes so small they disappeared.

"I don't know either, they just figured it out as they watched," Yun Qingyang said earnestly.

Ma Feifei was stunned for a moment, then her eyes flashed with murderous intent, and she suddenly pounced on Yun Qingyang:

"What's the difference between saying nothing and saying nothing at all? Give me back my Spirit Crystal!"