"Liu huaisheng!" Tang Wen said.
"Are you sure it's Liu huaisheng?" Look, Zhang Ying was shocked again, and he looked at Tang Wen in a daze.
"Little brat! Don't you have any manners?" At this moment, a stern scolding came from behind.
Tang Wen turned around and saw a middle-aged man.
He was tall and thin, dressed in scholar's clothes, looking very elegant.
"Teacher! The student's name was Zhang Ying.
It was this new student called Tang Wen. He said that someone had written a letter of recommendation to deputy headmaster Liu,
That's why I'm so surprised. I apologize for my rudeness. " When Zhang Ying saw this, he was so frightened that he hurriedly bowed and cupped his hands.
This was because he was a fifth-grade Confucian master, and the Confucian master had a small symbol embroidered on his sleeve.
The size of a little finger, the symbol looked like a book, and the five stars on the book indicated that it was fifth-grade.
