Teacher for a day

Chapter 1 Believe in Science (If this chapter does not start with "Ding Ding Dong Dong", please delete the book and reload)
Ding ding ding ding, ding ding ding ding.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and there was the sound of books being closed in the classroom of Class 4, Senior Two ([-]) of Jiangcheng Boxue Middle School.

Chen Changyan never procrastinates in class. This habit makes the students love and hate it.

Love, well understood.

Hate, it's limited to some girls... Mr. Chen is handsome, and if you procrastinate for a minute, you can watch him for an extra minute. Although you can lick the screen after class, isn't it good to watch him live?
Mr. Chen looks a bit like the male lead in a costume idol drama.

A chiseled face, eyebrows with oriental aesthetics slanted into the temples, and there seems to be a galaxy in the big ink-like eyes.

When he walked into the classroom, he always carried a faint scent of bamboo on his body.

Since he started teaching the ideological and political education of this class half a year ago, the proportion of girls in the front row has sneakily increased...

The get out of class is over, but the girls in the class usually don't let him go so easily: "Mr. Chen, Mr. Chen... the dialectics of materialism you talked about today says that matter exists objectively, so whether the time traveler exists or not of?"

Chen Changyan replied with a smile on his face like a spring breeze: "Material exists objectively. Another meaning is that you can't say that it doesn't exist if you can't prove it...Stop checking Weibo and read more books if you have nothing to do."

"Hee hee, I only use Teacher Chen's Weibo if I want to. Teacher Chen, why don't you always post selfies?"

"But, but Teacher Chen..." Another girl asked, "In the past, the things about the time traveler being arrested were not so frequently searched, although they were quickly withdrawn... But the teacher thinks, could it be What really happened?"

"That's right, yesterday it was said that the nearby Xiangu City caught another one."

"I also saw that Weibo post in Moments, saying that I took a dip in Xiangu Hot Spring, and as a result, the rising mist surrounded half of the mountain..."

"What do you think, Teacher Chen?"

The girls at the age of gossip shot at Chen Changyan expectantly.

Chen Changyan thought for a while, then smiled and said, "Well, let's put it this way, before you saw that circle of friends, did you know the Banshan Hot Spring in Xiangu City?"

The girls shook their heads.

"Since the housing prices in the Donghang community, which was the first to propose the discovery of time travelers, have skyrocketed, the business districts, scenic spots, and restaurants that have followed suit one after another seem to be doing well, right?" Chen Changyan looked at the girls with a gentle smile.

"Oh, this is what the teacher said before, the float effect." A girl said.

"Li Siqian, you've learned well." Chen Changyan gave her an approving look.

"...It's not true, what a pity." Some girls were disappointed.

"Okay, Teacher Chen said, you have to believe in science." Li Siqian said.

Chen Changyan looked at his watch, picked up his book and went out.

And when he left the classroom, the girl whom he praised was going crazy with joy.

"Wow, did you hear that, he called my name, he remembered me!"

"Teacher Chen is such a gentle and patient person, what's the big deal about remembering your name..."

"Let's go, hurry up and go to WC."

……

Crash.

In the men's toilet next to the infirmary, the sound of flushing water covered a very low growl.

Chen Changyan forcibly tore off a piece of gauze on the right lower abdomen, and put it into an opaque black bag hanging beside it.

Looking down, there was a layer of gray-brown scab on the edge of the bright red flesh and blood from the wound, and the blood no longer flowed out, only some light red bad fluid was still slowly oozing out.

Chen Changyan skillfully opened a bottle of normal saline and poured it low, the sound of running water slowly sliding down the skin was almost inaudible.

He took out a new piece of gauze, wiped the wound clean, then took out a bottle of thick black liquid medicine, and spread it evenly on the wound.

When the medicine touches the wound, it wanders around as if it is spiritual. When the incision is deeper, it plunges into it, and then flows slowly through the shallow place. It lasted for about 10 minutes, and there is no more medicine on the wound. traces of it.

Chen Changyan took the remaining bit of physiological saline, shook the thick black medicine bottle clean, and flushed the medicine into the toilet. After that, he applied a thin layer of anti-inflammatory medicine, wrapped the wound with gauze again, and wiped all the medicine bottles. The cans were thrown into black plastic bags.

Going out is the infirmary.

The trash can at the door is full of waste such as gauze and cotton swabs.

Chen Changyan tossed the black plastic bag into it lightly, and walked away.

……

Jiangcheng City is a very large city, with three railway stations and eleven Yangtze River Bridges.

Boxue Middle School is also a very large school. The middle school and high school are only separated by a wall. It covers an area of ​​160 acres, has four gardens, an auditorium that can accommodate 700 people at the same time, and a standard football field with 8000 seats.

In such a big environment, Chen Changyan, who stayed for almost a whole day, kept clenching his teeth.

When he returned to his shared hut of less than [-] square meters and sat on a hard chair, the tense muscles of his whole body relaxed little by little.

This house has two bedrooms and one living room, and Chen Changyan lives in the second bedroom.

In the other room lived a young girl with pink dyed hair and a double ponytail. She usually went home to sleep during the day and went out at night. She didn't stay at home for long.

Because the two people have completely opposite schedules, they haven't met a few times.

But girls have his WeChat, and they often send him some ancient costumes, called Cosplay, and force him to join the club. For a while, they say that there is a lack of a position in the club, and they pull him crazy.

That night, Chen Changyan posted a group photo of outstanding young teachers in Moments...

After that, the girl next door seldom came to harass him anymore, and just complained in the circle of friends: "I can't live through this day, all the handsome ones will be handed over to the country."

Chen Changyan gave her a thumbs up.

His own circle of friends is relatively clean, with only three types of content.

The first category is to forward the teaching achievements and award-winning news of leaders and colleagues.

The second category is some chicken soup for the soul that I have extracted from the book.

The third category, photos of the group of stray cats downstairs.

In the eyes of leaders and colleagues, he is a good teacher who is positive and easy to get along with.

In the eyes of the students, he is a gentle, kind and caring big brother.

In the eyes of girls, handsome.

He sat on the chair and watched the sunset for about 10 minutes. After that, he turned on the computer and started to make the lesson plan for the next lesson.

Regarding the dialectical relationship between matter and consciousness, there are principles and methodologies, with a lot of content, and other key points of Marxist dialectics are interspersed in the middle. The explanation points inside and outside the class are very complicated.

He has to figure out an order to facilitate students' better understanding and absorption.

Next to his computer, there is a stack of reference books.

Xinhua Dictionary, Idiom Dictionary, Oxford English-Chinese Dictionary, etc.

The sun has set.

The veil-like twilight gradually sank into the darkness of the sky, making the cabin dark.

But Chen Changyan didn't turn on the light, he just raised his wrist again, looked at the time again, and continued to work at his desk.

It was busy until about eleven o'clock.

A girl sent a link to his mobile phone.

The headline is: El Salvador officially confirmed the arrest of the traversers and is confirming their capabilities. None of the countries responded to this.

Chen Changyan gently closed the lid of his laptop, and replied on his mobile phone: "They still recognize Bitcoin."

He looked towards the dark night outside, his brows slightly lowered.

On a summer night, the moon is very faint, and the stars are very bright... They say that many stars are bigger than the moon, many times bigger. They say that the moon does not actually shine, but only reflects light. They also say that the land under their feet is 7.292× 10^(-5) per second is turning...

Chen Changyan raised his head dumbfounded, closed his eyes, and took his right arm to block the moonlight from the window.

"So, why do you call us time-travelers? Am I the only one who thinks this name is ugly?"

Drip, drop.

There were two slow beeps on the phone.

Chen Changyan returned the raised chair, and he looked down at his watch again.

The thick hour hand and the enchanting minute hand clicked and turned to the overlapping position.

Before Chen Changyan's eyes, there was only darkness.

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(End of this chapter)