The three-day holiday ended, and heavy snow fell across the country.
In the classroom, the air conditioner is turned on, but it is not cold.
Qin Jun looked at the Chinese books and the obscure ancient texts on it, but sighed.
For many students, classical Chinese is very difficult to understand.
But Qin Jun could understand the meaning of it with a glance.
On the contrary, Luo Xian’er frowned and thought hard, and flipped through the book irritably.
On the stage, the Chinese teacher’s hair was mostly white, and his hands holding the chalk were trembling.
“Liu Nian, what do you think of me? Do I have words on my face? Reading books!”
“Okay…”
Liu Nian hurriedly lowered his head. He didn’t dare to offend the old man in front of him.
Cai Jun, a senior Chinese teacher in Lanxing.
With more than 20 years of teaching experience, he is a famous Chinese teacher in the country.
He basically gave the college entrance examination paper every year.
In fact, at his age in his sixties, he can retire.
But every year, I say, “I will retire after I finish this session.”
But every year, I lose my words.
His love for this job is simply unaware of ordinary people.
Fuzi Cai was the nickname given to him by his students.
Because Cai Jun is old-fashioned and famous for his rigorous teaching.
“Song Yu, what are you reading books? Look at the blackboard!”
“…”
“Liu Nian, what are you reading the blackboard? Look at me!”
“…”
Teacher, just be happy!
Many students next to him were laughing secretly, while Cai Jun frowned and knocked on the blackboard, “Everything is quiet. You can hear your voice in the whole corridor!”
“I have been taking students for so many years, and it is the worst in your class!”
Lin Yihan secretly glanced at Qin Jun and lowered his voice, “Teacher Cai, I told the seniors this year…”
“Don’t think that your family is rich, so you don’t have to study. Do you know the principle of sitting around to eat up the road? Study hard and be a useful person in the future!”
Before Cai Jun finished speaking, he obviously noticed Lin Yihan, and his face suddenly turned dark, “Lin Yihan, what did you say secretly? Come on, get up and tell everyone. Seeing that you are laughing so happily, it also makes everyone happy together.”
“No… I didn’t say anything…”
Lin Yihan is not afraid of heaven or earth on weekdays, but when he sees Cai Jun, he has to be afraid.
> Seeing that she was defeated, Luo Xian’er next to her also covered her mouth and laughed secretly.
“And you, Luo Xian’er!” Cai Jun was so angry that he glared at him, “What did you write last time? Get up and think about it yourself!”
Although Luo Xian’er is Luo Chen’s granddaughter, he would dare to scold Cai Jun even if Luo Chen was in front of him!
Luo Xian’er stood by and raised the dictatorial book in her hand helplessly, “There is a fish in Beiming, and its name is Kun. Kun is so big that it cannot be stewed in a pot.”
“It turns into a bird, and its name is Peng. Peng is so big that it needs two barbecue grills, one is secret and the other is spicy. Come and have a bottle of snowflakes to take you to the world.”
The whole class burst into laughter, even Qin Jun felt a little amused.
If Zhuang Zhou, the Great Saint of Zhuang, knew that Luo Xian’er had tampered with his articles so much, he would not know if he would be vomited blood in anger.
“You…you…” Cai Jun was so angry that he covered his chest, unable to breathe. “It’s a shame, it’s a shame!”
“Mr. Qin, why are you laughing at the side? Your historical results have come out, zero points! Next class, you are waiting to be taught a lesson by Teacher Kang. What are you writing?!”
Hearing this, the whole class was filled with thunder.
—–People please remind: Please pay attention to eye rest when reading for a long time. :