There is no strict logic in Meng Fei's words. He just says whatever comes to his mind. His thoughts are wild and unconstrained, and his language is casual and relaxed.
The Chinese teacher listened to his words and smiled. He said, "No, it's not offensive. I think your sentence is very interesting."
“What should be remembered should be remembered, and what should be respected should be respected.”
"Something we should remember, something we should respect..."
"You're a really good kid."
The Chinese teacher's face was filled with laughter. He looked at Meng Fei with very loving eyes.
Meng Fei smiled slightly and said, "Thank you for your compliment."
The Chinese teacher rubbed his fingers and said, "What's your name?"
"Teacher, my name is Meng Fei." Meng Fei maintained a smile, neither humble nor overbearing.
Good students are used to it and know exactly how to deal with teachers.
The Chinese teacher obviously had a better impression of Meng Fei, "Please sit down, classmate Meng Fei."
Meng Fei sat down, his waist straight, his eyes serious and gentle looking at the Chinese teacher, listening to the teacher's casual explanation.
"Let's take a look at this article, which is some views on reform..."
Perhaps there was finally a student who was looking at him seriously all the time. The Chinese teacher's originally stooped back gradually straightened up, and his voice became louder.
Meng Fei listened carefully, nodded from time to time, and occasionally asked a few questions.
The Chinese teacher's originally sad face changed, his eyes were opened, and he spoke his opinions and thoughts on the podium with great interest.
"Hahaha, I didn't say that, the cute god is really good at dealing with middle-aged and elderly people."
"What a damn top student! I hate top students who pretend to be top students. Why is this pretentious top student so good-looking? I looked left and right. Isn't this my eldest wife?"
"I have to say that Meng Fei's teacher's bad taste is at its best."
"Isn't it written in the cute god's resume before? My husband is a pure academic! He is polite and has good academic performance. Woohoo, I have to study hard, otherwise I won't be worthy of being his wife!"
"Let's just say, no one feels that the poem the Chinese teacher talked about before is a bit like our country?"
"What are you talking about? People in our country are not so fond of foreigners! Moreover, our culture and our traditions are well passed down!"
"Don't talk too much. Forget about that female doctor. She said: Everything in foreign countries is better than that of flower growers. They are all natural and pollution-free green."
"Yo yo yo, it's also natural and pollution-free green, green."
"Anyway, I don't care. I love my motherland the most! I have received nine years of compulsory education and three years of high school education! I am very good at history!"
"How should I put it? I am blindly patriotic, but let's face it, my hatred of Xiaobaga country does not conflict with the friendly treatment of Xiaobaga's citizens."
"I'm from Jinling. Alas, I really can't accept certain countries, and I can't accept the proliferation of certain cultures in Jinling. The respect Meng God talks about should be respect for the ancestors who sacrificed their lives in our land... ....”
"Why does the topic suddenly become heavy? Don't be heavy, don't be heavy! I am the second-largest thorny ape! But what I love is my country!"
"It's not like the two-spined ape likes everything from other countries, brother."
...
One class, with Meng Fei's support, the Chinese teacher ended with satisfaction.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and it was eleven o'clock.
The students in the class left happily, but their eyes always glanced at Meng Fei and the other three from time to time.
The Chinese teacher walked to Meng Fei's table with small steps. Although his steps were small, his speed was very fast, just like the little parrot rushing towards him.
Meng Fei stood up and said, "Teacher?"
The Chinese teacher is probably only 1.6 meters tall, but Meng Fei still has his head raised.
The Chinese teacher put his hands behind his back and said with a smile on his dry face, "You are a good boy, a good boy."
Meng Fei laughed, "Thank you for the compliment."
The Chinese teacher couldn't help but rub his hands, considered the sentence, and said: "Occasionally, when you have free time, you can come to the library to find me."
"We can discuss various issues, what do you think? Classmate Meng Fei?"
Meng Fei: Suddenly I remembered my teacher when I was a freshman.
You won't trick him into writing articles or doing research, right? No, no, no, no?
Meng Fei hesitated.
The Chinese teacher's eyes instantly lost their luster. He sighed softly and said, "It may be inconvenient, but it's okay, kid."
"I can understand that."
"But even though I'm older, no one is willing to chat with me for such a long time. Ouch, I talk too much, don't take it to heart."
Meng Fei: Do you really not want me to take it to heart, or are you just lying?
As the Chinese teacher spoke, he peeked at Meng Fei's reaction with half his eyes.
Meng Fei: Is this a complete hint? right?
"Can you show me your proof of employment?"
To be on the safe side, it’s better to make sure that this is their regular teacher.
The Chinese teacher hurriedly fumbled around in his pocket and took out his work certificate.
"this!"
That's right, it's the exact same work certificate as Jin Anyu.
[Name: Zhou Li]
[Position: Chinese teacher of Class 1, Grade 3]
Meng Fei coughed lightly and said, "I will, I will go find you."
The Chinese teacher, Zhou Li, instantly beamed, his eyes narrowed into slits. He was extremely happy and said repeatedly: "Okay, okay, okay."
Zhou Li put his hands behind his back, nodded and said yes, took small steps, and disappeared again.
Lanny: "..."
Morimondo: "..."
How brave is the cute god? How dare he!
It was obvious that other people wanted to stay away from Weiwei, so how could he dare to accept Weiwei's invitation? !
Meng Fei looked at the two of them calmly and said, "Do you want to go with me then?"
Morimundo shook his head wildly. He was too timid to see this terrifying weirdness!
Lanni's eyes were full of light. She looked at Meng Fei and nodded repeatedly: "Okay!"
Meng Fei: "Well, it's no problem now. We should go to the cafeteria."
Meng Fei walked out of the classroom, but happened to see Shen Su being forced into the corner by the doll.
Shen Su's face was very pale, but her lips seemed a little red and swollen, and they were too bright.
The doll head lowered his voice and said something, while Shen Su lowered her eyes and said nothing.
The doll head seemed a little angry. She grabbed Shen Su's wrist and dragged Shen Su away.
Before leaving, Shen Su looked at Meng Fei. She opened her mouth and said something silently.
