Chapter Twelve, Stand Up When It's Time to Stand Out
"Huh!" Zhao Tianyou let out a long breath and looked down at Old Man Wu with lustful eyes: "China has five thousand years of history, and its history is as splendid as the sea of stars. It is worthy of every one of us Chinese people to be proud of. Wu
Teacher, I think as a history teacher, you should preach more positive things. In current terms, it is to spread positive energy."
These words were resonant and powerful.
What's more, the previous sentence was quite literary and convincing. Even Gan Tingyu, whose eyes were higher than her head, couldn't help but take a second look at Zhao Tianyou.
"You ---" Old Man Wu was so angry that his gray hair stood on end, like a wounded lame rooster, trembling constantly: "Zhao Tianyou, history is not as simple as you think."
"No, history is actually very simple, not just those who study history. They always advocate conspiracy theories or Machiavellian theories. In fact, history only represents the past. No matter you are happy or sad, history is always there. You are not sad or sad.
happiness---"
This passage was almost comparable to a classic prose passage, and it hit the mark, leaving Old Man Wu there, speechless for half a minute.
The students in Class 3 were all shocked. They didn't expect Zhao Tianyou to speak so well. It was so cool.
"The boss is the boss, how could I not think of such a classic sentence?" Liu Fei patted his thigh, very annoyed.
Hu Buping rolled his eyes at him and said, "You're just a piece of shit, and you still want to compete with the boss."
These two are Zhao Tianyou's best friends. Most of the students did not dare to praise him publicly, but expressed their admiration with their eyes, especially the little girls. Their eyes were all focused on Zhao Tianyou, almost melting him.
How great would it be if I was the one who stepped forward? Liu Fei lamented in his heart.
Old Man Wu took a few deep breaths and said: "Zhao Tianyou, you are still young, and you don't know some of the ways of the world. I will teach you some other things in class to enhance your knowledge."
Zhao Tianyou's eyes were as sharp as a knife, and he made Old Man Wu completely burp with just one sentence: "Teacher Wu, you are just using these things to melt the barriers in your heart. You are just complaining, there is no need to find such a thing for yourself.
Noble reason!"
"Hero! I admire you!" Finally, a loud voice of admiration came from the back row, and a dark-skinned and thick boy stood up.
This boy is called Zhao Dayong. He usually dislikes studying the most and is especially disgusted with Old Man Wu.
Seeing that Zhao Tianyou was aggressive and left Old Man Wu speechless, Zhao Dayong felt so happy that he stood up in excitement to express his support for Zhao Tianyou.
All the irrelevant people stood up. What else do my brothers have to be afraid of? Damn it, just risk it!
Hu Buping and Liu Fei looked at each other and stood up.
Young people are inherently passionate, and a spark can make their youth burn.
Liu Yun bit her lip and stood up. As soon as she stood, Fatty Cai Jiang and Yi Qian brothers also stood up.
Cai Jiang is a fan of Liu Yun. When the goddess stands, he will naturally stand, but this does not mean that he will support Zhao Tianyou. His eyes when looking at Zhao Tianyou are still cold, and he has no intention of supporting him.
The rest of the people, either out of ignorance or to join in the fun, also stood up. In the end, only Gan Tingyu and a few best friend girls were left sitting obediently.
With so many people supporting him, Zhao Tianyou had no reason to back down, but he didn't want to implicate those innocent people: "Teacher Wu, I know that the next step is for you to ask me to ask the head teacher, and the next step is to ask the director of the Moral Education Department, so I won't bother you.
, I’ll go by myself!”
Zhao Tianyou passed over the stunned old man Wu and walked out of the gate with the tragic feeling of a warrior never to return, heading towards the school's office building.
"That's not true, that's not true!" Old Man Wu stamped his feet, his eyes beating excitedly on the bridge of his nose, and his thin chest bulging high.
A young boy dares to teach me a lesson. If I don't get rid of this scoundrel, how can I save my face?
Old man Wu followed and walked out. As soon as he moved, Zhao Dayong, who was sitting in the back row, yelled: "Let's go and watch the fun!"
Zhao Dayong followed, and with him setting an example, most of Class One and Three of Senior High School walked out with a bang.
"You---" Old Man Wu turned around and was about to say something, when the bell rang.
All the students from Grade 1 and Grade 3 ran out. Most of them looked at Zhao Tianyou with admiration, and at the same time they felt worried for him.
Zhao Tianyou ignored it and went directly to the moral education department.
Zhao Junhua, who was still young, was chatting with her husband Wu Qianqian about the half-term exam. Seeing Wu Hanlin walk in angrily, Zhao Junhua stood up in a hurry and said: "Teacher Wu, what's going on?"
"Teacher Zhao, you are a good student!" Old Man Wu sat down on the chair and pointed at Zhao Tianyou.
Zhao Junhua's face suddenly elongated: "Zhao Tianyou, what's going on?"
Zhao Tianyou said nonchalantly: "It's a long story to say. To put it simply, I'm not used to Teacher Wu's method of teaching history, so I debated with him for a few words, and that's what happened."
Understatement, confusing right and wrong, why is this kid like this?
Old Man Wu became excited on the spot. He strode around the office like an angry rooster, waving his two dry and thin arms constantly, as if he wanted to tear down the ceiling.
"Teacher Zhao, he clearly violated classroom discipline. I have been taking history classes for decades, and I still don't know how to teach. I still need him to remind me. Students who use strong words and disrupt the class should be severely punished."
Zhao Junhua frowned. Although he was the head teacher and had the power to ask students to ask their parents, he did not have the right to impose further punishment. He turned his questioning eyes to Wu Qianqian.
This boy is really not a fuel-efficient lamp, and he will only cause trouble for my aunt. However, the teaching methods of this old man are really annoying. Wu Qianqian has received many complaints, and she must find a way to solve this matter.
From the bottom of her heart, Wu Qianqian admired Zhao Tianyou's courage and dared to challenge authority, so she decided to think of a way to help this kid.
Wu Qianqian stood up, banged the table with her hand and said: "Zhao Tianyou, if you have any objections to Teacher Wu's teaching methods, you can report them to the school through written channels. Not only did you disrupt the order of the class, but you also incited so many people to make trouble, you should
be punished."
Zhao Tianyou didn't say anything, but he understood very well in his heart. The man's words sounded fierce, but in fact he was trying to excuse himself. He nodded very cooperatively and said: "I'm sorry, there is indeed something wrong with my method, and I am willing to be punished."
What does it mean that there is a problem with the method? What else does Old Man Wu want to say? Wu Qianqian has already spoken first: "Since you are willing to be punished, then I will punish you by running three thousand meters on the playground."
It's already noon, and running three thousand meters on an empty stomach is not a light punishment.
The fat man Cai Jiang grinned happily, his two big yellow teeth oozing out.
Liu Yun glared at the fat man and all his smiles froze.
"Damn fat man, you are so unsympathetic!" Liu Yun's contemptuous expression made all Cai Jiang's joy disappear.
He was despised by the goddess in his heart. Not only did he call himself "fatty", but he also added the word "death" in front of him. Seeing Liu Yun clenching her silver teeth and hating herself so much, fat Cai Jiang's heart felt like he had been stabbed by a steel knife.
Eight holes-----
The man-in-law punishes well, at least he avoids disciplinary action.
Zhao Tianyou glanced at her gratefully, smiled knowingly, and walked out of the office with his head held high.
The crowd of onlookers parted like a tide, and thousands of admiring eyes focused on Zhao Tianyou, as if they were welcoming a hero returning home in triumph.
Old man Wu loves to complain in class. This is something everyone knows, even the principal of Laomiao Middle School has heard about it.
Zhao Tianyou spoke bluntly and used sharp words that left Old Wu speechless, and vented a lot of anger on his classmates who were suffering persecution.
"That boy is really cool!" This is the boy's voice. Some of them are so vain that they beat their chests and regret why they didn't come forward. Look at how many innocent girls the boy has attracted. He is so jealous that it makes you vomit blood.