If you can't even recite the Analects of Confucius, wouldn't it be a waste of copying it several times? It's just that you can't memorize a book in just a short while, so after memorizing two more sections, I said to the young teacher on the stage: "Teacher, do I have to memorize it again? I'm already thirsty from memorizing it." .》.z.br>
The young teacher looked at Mo Ziwan with a smile on his face. He didn't quite believe what Brother Han said before. But now it seems that Brother Han's words are true and there is absolutely no falsehood. "Don't worry, take a rest first and wait for Student Ma." You can carry it again after carrying it for a while."
"Okay. Thank you, teacher." Mo Ziwan liked the handsome and sunny young teacher in front of her very much.
"My surname is Chen, just call me Teacher Chen. I will teach you the Book of Songs and Mencius from now on."
"Yes, thank you, Teacher Chen."
"Sit down and have a rest first. Master, I will ask someone to bring you some water to moisten your throat." Brother Han is absolutely right. Such a smart and lovely daughter must be held in the palm of your hand to protect her.
Not only Mo Ziyuan was surprised, but other students here also widened their eyes in surprise. Is this the same Teacher Chen who usually thinks their eyes are not eyes and their noses are not noses?
Teacher Chen's behavior not only shocked the original classmates of "Class B", but even Han Chunlin felt that he was not strict at all, so he felt in his heart that Teacher Chen in front of him was very easy to get along with, otherwise he would not be treated like a slave. Wan brings water.
How could Mo Ziyuan really let someone bring her water? She quickly refused and said, "Teacher Chen, I just want to rest for a while. There is no need to bring me water."
"You're still young. You can't hold back when you're thirsty or hungry. Be good."
The eyes of all the students were full of: We are still young too!
But I dare to be angry but dare not speak!
Looking at the eyes of everyone in the audience, Teacher Chen still had a spring-like smile on his face, "Don't be envious. It will be the same for you in the future. If you want to eat or drink, just tell me. I will never treat you differently."
Everyone couldn't believe what they heard, "Teacher Chen, can you keep your word?"
"Of course I keep my word! Think about it, have you ever failed to keep your word as a teacher before?"
Everyone thought for a while, and they really kept their word. They said that if they typed ten boards, they would not miss a word and a half, and if they copied the book ten times, they would not miss a word and a half.
Look at everyone's silence.
very good! Not speaking is acquiescence, and acquiescence is consent.
Teacher Chen walked out of the podium and walked towards the door of the classroom. When he reached the door, he stopped, turned around and looked at the fat boy still standing in the room, "Feng Zhiyuan, it's your turn."
Feng Zhiyuan was the fat boy who wanted to compete with Mo Ziyuan for endorsements. He thought that the topic had gone too far and he might be able to escape this disaster.
After being named, Feng Zhiyuan bit the bullet and started to carry it. After memorizing two sections, I started to stutter, scratch my ears and cheeks, and then I couldn't recite it at all.
Teacher Chen did not look at Feng Zhiyuan all the time. On the contrary, he kept staring outside. When someone came over, he would greet him and ask him to bring him a glass of water.
After telling people about delivering water, he turned around and walked back to the podium. He still looked at Feng Zhiyuan and praised him first, "Yes, it's better than before. If I work harder, I will definitely be better than now."
Feng Zhiyuan didn't expect that he could still be praised, and his frown suddenly rose, "I will try harder, and I will definitely be able to memorize more next time."
Teacher Cheng was very pleased that he could say something about working harder, and encouraged him: "I believe in you, and you will definitely be promoted to the second class in a short time." But then the conversation changed, "But now You are still lagging behind Wan Wan, and my teacher cannot invite you to tea and dinner."
As soon as he said this, Feng Zhiyuan immediately blushed and said, "I know, I will work hard."
At this time, the guard came over, holding a tea tray in both hands. There was a teacup as white as jade in the tray. Before the boy could say anything, Teacher Chen waved and said, "Bring it in."
The boy responded: "Yes."
After the boy entered the classroom, Teacher Chen pointed at Mo Ziwan and said, "Give her the water."
The boy agreed again. After he put down the water glass, Teacher Chen asked him to go back first, and he would return the tea cup.
Since you want to be jealous of them, you must keep them watching. He also said to Mo Ziwan with concern: "Wanwan, drink slowly. If you finish drinking and want to drink more, Teacher Chen will pour it for you personally." .”
Mo Ziwan twitched the corner of her mouth, "Teacher Chen, you are not helping me, you are giving me hatred points!"
However, he still thanked me with a cute face: "Thank you, Teacher Chen."
Teacher Chen nodded, "Is there anyone else who wants to compete with Wan Wan in memorizing The Analects of Confucius?"
Of course, no one would answer her question. From the time they were enlightened until they were promoted to Dingzi class, although the Analects of Confucius was included in the courses they had studied, they had not finished it. Of course, they could not memorize what they had not finished.
Not only have I not finished learning the Analects of Confucius, but I have also not learned most of the content in the Four Books and Five Classics, and it will be difficult to catch up in the future. So, why should I be afraid of agreeing to invite him to eat and drink heavily?
Seeing that no one agreed, he called Han Chunlin again. With Mo Ziyuan's introduction, Han Chunlin did not introduce his age at all.
