Meng Xinghe refused to study alone, and actually led a large number of people to follow suit. The originally good study atmosphere fell apart in an instant under Meng Xinghe's leadership. The master in the county school had to forcefully recruit the lazy students back to the school and force them to
They learn.
Originally, before the imperial examination, schools across the country had a holiday to allow students to review. Now, under the leadership of Meng Xinghe, an unlearned rat in Taoyuan County, most students are following suit and go out to have fun.
Went to have fun.
In order to obtain satisfactory results in this year's township examination, many teachers in the county school discussed and simply implemented forced classes until the end of the township examination.
All the students had a great time playing outside. When they heard the news was announced, they all stared blankly, except for the few teachers in the county school who were beaten up. But when they knew that even the school administrator was also
The first batch of students had no choice but to return to the birdcage and go to class in a disciplined manner.
Now that the provincial examination is about to take place, Taoyuan County School has surpassed the miracle of previous years. Hundreds of students are sitting in their seats, listening to the master interpreting the book of sages. Their absent-minded appearance can illustrate this kind of forced class.
How low the quality is.
Above the school, a master who specializes in poetry was talking happily, and a large number of people gathered below. They must have gone out for a night of fun last night, and now they can't cheer up, and they regard the school as a gentle countryside.
I fell asleep and fell asleep.
The Master was just getting excited when he was talking. He held the textbook in his hand, shook his head and read:
Sunflower in the green garden.
The morning dew awaits the setting sun.
Yangchun Budeze.
All things are radiant.
I am always afraid that the autumn festival is coming.
Kunhuanghua leaves are declining.
Hundreds of rivers lead east to the sea.
When will you return to the west?
Young people don't work hard.
The boss is just sad.
The Master recited the poem in a rhythmic manner, pouring almost all his emotions into it. Who would have thought that just as he finished reciting, an impatient voice could be heard below.
"It's almost time for the Provincial Examination, and I'm still sharpening my skills in the middle of the battle. Old man, get out of here! Read, read, read, read a feather. If I can pass the Provincial Examination, I will eat this poem." A student said lazily.
He said a few words and was very dissatisfied with the current master's attitude. "I have been teaching for seven or eight years, but this poor poem is still the same. It is much worse than the ten, eight, and touch songs sung by the girls in the brothel."
The student yelled and cursed, then fell back and went back to sleep.
Meng Xinghe was in a daze, but he didn't know that there was a student who was better than him and dared to challenge the master. He raised his eyes to see who it was, but he said for no reason: "Damn! That guy Qin Guan usually looks very polite.
Why are you more of a beast than me in the school?"
The person who challenged the master was none other than Qin Guan, who looked gentle and gentle on the outside. Meng Xinghe almost fainted.
My day, what kind of friends do I usually make? Each one is better than the last beast! Now there is another Qin Guan who is dressed like a beast. It is difficult for me to bleach my life. Meng Xinghe sighed helplessly and glanced around him, keeping silent.
Meng Xinghe suddenly felt very pure after looking at Mr. Chai's posture in pornographic publications.
"Brother Qin! Quality! Pay attention to your quality! This is a school, not your father's tax collection office. As the old saying goes, respect the teacher. I think you have read the books of sages in vain." Sitting in Qin Guan
Zhu Zhishan in front of me was actually talking about benevolence, justice and morality, as if he was giving a lecture.
The master saw that the usually arrogant and domineering Master Zhu actually said something human today. He burst into tears and said, "Listen up, everyone. As a student, you must have the spirit of Zhu. Study hard today and become a pillar of the country tomorrow."
"Teach and educate people, and at the same time cultivate more talents for the country. Even a stubborn person like Zhu Zhishan can be gradually influenced, and the master feels that all students in the county school can be cultivated to become talents.
Just when Master felt that the future of education was bright, Zhu Zhishan suddenly stood up and said with a smile: "Master, sir, the student has recently encountered a problem and is puzzled about the solution. I hope Master can enlighten the student." Zhu Zhishan
To be honest, I must have encountered some real problem.
"I wish you, classmates, please speak!" The Master immediately became energetic. Preaching, teaching, and answering questions are his duties. Especially for students like Zhu Zhishan who have not asked a question for a year, the Master asked him
The question is naturally very curious.
"That's it!" Zhu Zhishan gave it a try. Seeing that the master was listening attentively, Zhu Zhishan did not hesitate and said directly: "Not long ago, the student heard a story."
"What story?" Not only the master, but also other students in the county school were immediately interested. They were most excited to hear other people telling stories, especially those with some dirty jokes, which sounded more interesting than listening to the bad poems read by the master.
Already.
Seeing that everyone was disgusted by him, Mr. Chai proudly told his so-called story.
Once upon a time, there was a mountain!
There is a temple on the mountain, and two monks live in the temple!
Oh my god! I want to vomit! Everyone looked like they were sick! What kind of story is this? Even an old children’s song is better than it: "Zhu Zhishan, are you so fucking crazy? Come on, some meat will satisfy your appetite." Everyone.
Everyone knows that Zhu Zhishan is the best at telling pornographic jokes. He has the honorary title of "Famous Porn Narrator" in the county school, so they are all looking forward to the next few classic pornographic jokes he will tell.
"That's enough!" Master roared, "Please respect what others say. This is not a teahouse or restaurant, and you are not allowed to do whatever you want."
The Master showed off his prestige and intimidated some students. Zhu Zhishan resisted the pressure from all aspects and continued to preach: "It is said that the young monk has reached eighteen years old, and the old monk allowed him to go down the mountain to beg for alms. Who knows that the young monk has only been down the mountain for a few days?
He ran back and said that he wanted to return to the secular world. The old monk asked, "You are a good monk, why do you want to return to the secular world?" The young monk only said one sentence at that time, and the old monk immediately agreed that he should return to the secular world. The student was puzzled, and the young monk said
What did you say? Master, please give me some advice!"
Zhu Zhishan was finishing his story, but everyone was confused and could not guess what the young monk said. The master was also full of doubts. What Zhu Zhishan said was indeed difficult, and he really couldn't answer it.
"I don't know which student can answer this question." The master said, turning the question he answered into a thinking question. The students immediately became energetic and rushed to discuss the question raised by Zhu Zhishan. Originally,
The lazy class suddenly became active.
Not to mention, Zhu Zhishan’s question is really difficult. Seeing the heated discussion among the people below, no one gave his answer first, so the master had no choice but to name him and said: “Ma Wencai, in your opinion, the young monk’s answer is
What?"
In terms of talent and learning, Ma Wen was the top student in the county school. He was the focus of various teachers' training. Of course he was the one who thought of him when he had questions.
Ma Wencai sat in the front row of the school. He was dressed in white and dressed elegantly. Even when he got up to answer Master's questions, he said politely: "Returning to Master, according to the student's understanding, what the young monk said must be "life in the temple"
He is miserable and not as good as the colorful world outside, so I sincerely beg the old monk to let him go down the mountain and let him enjoy the many beauties of time."
Coupled with his own imagination, Ma Wencai could only understand it to this point. He guessed what the little monk said based on ordinary people's psychology, and it was similar to what most people thought, so naturally he was not confirmed.
Obviously, the answer to a story is usually very persuasive. Ma Wencai's expressive ability was not enough and he did not tell the real meaning. The master did not force him deliberately and casually asked him to sit down and said: "There is also