Teacher for a day

Chapter 66 We Are Just Telling Stories
"This morning, the characters 'city' and 'number' at the gate of the 'Jiangcheng First Notary Office' were stolen."

"Have you seen it? It's the kind of golden characters inlaid on the stone seat at the entrance of various units."

"Two hours later, the thief was caught, and the reporter asked him why he stole these two characters..."

"He said, because of these two characters, there are more strokes. Gold will be heavier..."

"..." The whole class was silent and speechless for a while, wouldn't this idiot think that this kind of characters are really made of gold? ?
Chen Changyan continued to say...

"Then, the reporter asked again, why invest in gold?"

"He said, because the price of gold has risen..."

"Steal the gold, and he can do a great job!"

"He wants to join forces with some friends to buy an antique."

"Authentic."

"Shakespeare's Eight Steeds!"

At this moment, the class couldn't hold back anymore, and the voices mocking this idiot kept coming and going.

Xu Beihong: Thank you for the invitation, I don't know who made up the two horses for me.

Shakespeare: Thank you for the invitation. I am busy with new books and have no time to draw.

However, when Chen Changyan told the morning news, there was no hint of sarcasm from the beginning to the end, and there was not even a smile on his face.

He asked: "So, what do you guys think, what are you relying on to laugh at the protagonist in this news?"

"..." The ridicule of many students stopped abruptly.

The smile froze on his face.

"It's up to you to know Shakespeare and Xu Beihong." Chen Changyan said quietly, "The books you've read may not make you a lot of money, but they will definitely let you know that those few stone characters with golden paint, It's worthless!"

The students in the class all looked at each other.

In a way, it seems that this is really the case, right?
"...So, have you ever thought that people who have read more books than you would laugh like this at what you did or what you will do?" Chen Changyan glanced at the fourth class Sun Luyue, the squad leader.

The whole class has a guilty conscience...

Things to do... Does Mr. Chen know something?

Sun Luyue's eyes flickered for a moment, and she looked at Chen Changyan in a daze, seemingly at a loss.

They are almost adults, and they are tired of listening to those empty preaching to coax children, and they don't think that they can become the great people in the stories told by other teachers.

However, Teacher Chen seemed to understand them.

"They can't laugh." Chen Changyan said, "They can only deceive you and use you... So, everyone, promise me that before you do something, you should first figure out what you can get, whether it is gold or gold. . . . a few large stone characters with golden paint on them."

The class suddenly fell silent.

Mr. Chen specified that he knew something, right?

However, Chen Changyan stopped talking and did not continue this topic.

He opened the book and said quietly: "Class."

……

At the same time, in the classroom of Class [-] next door.

Xie Kuyan is also telling stories.

Coincidentally, it is also a painting.

"At the end of World War II, the Allied forces found a painting by Vermeer in the personal warehouse of the leader of the Communist Party."

"Vermeer is a national treasure painter of the Netherlands. His paintings appeared in Japan, Germany, which aroused great attention. The Netherlands immediately began to investigate..."

"Afterwards, they caught a smuggling businessman named Migraine. Just when he was about to convict him of treason, the businessman suddenly retracted his confession, saying that he did not sell national treasures, but that he was just a liar who specialized in forging paintings and selling them. to the Germans."

"So, under the watchful eyes of everyone, this businessman forged a painting of "Young Christ". Then, he was directly reduced from the crime of treason to the crime of forgery. The sentence was also changed from the death penalty to one year..."

"Show or not?" Xie Kuyan said, "So, get it, you, all of you, just sit here for me during class time. No matter what kind of messy things you are learning, even if you just sit here , Draw a Gatling on Confucius' hand, light a cigarette on Mencius' mouth... that's better than not learning anything!"

"Study, learn." The whole class looked at the Chinese teacher's physique and nodded collectively.

I was afraid that if I nodded a little slower, an eraser would fly to my face.

As for the logic Mr. Xie said... just ignore it.

The point is, if he tells you to do what he wants you to do, just do it obediently, that's right!

Da Mo and Erhu stood at the door of the two classes and listened to the two stories quietly.

The doctors they arranged have already... Escorted the stethoscope, entered the school, and deployed the equipment.

After the students finish their second period, they will start arranging medical examinations.

That erhu is the lion responsible for managing and protecting the stethoscope.

"The physical education teacher you mentioned... is he?" Erhu pointed to Xie Kuyan and asked.

"...Uh, yes." Da Mo was stunned.

It is true that the person is this person, but how can he be a Chinese teacher?
How can this be a language teacher?

"The teachers in this school all seem to have a somewhat...weird style of teaching," Erhu said.

"Indeed." Da Mo agreed deeply.

But what he noticed now was not the problem of the two teachers.

Rather, in the second grade of Boxue Middle School, there seemed to be more than two students with vacant seats?

He is not sure now who was "brutally killed" by the time traveler yesterday, he only knows that one of the time travelers who organized the school violence last night was named Ye Fan.

Of course, he doesn't know which little bad guy here is Ye Fan.

Fortunately, he has "acquaintances" in this school, and he will find out after just asking Mr. Chen.

……

When Da Mo was squatting outside Chen Changyan, of course Chen Changyan also saw him.

Da Mo was accompanied by a strange operator.

Zooming out a little further, it seems that some equipment is being transported to the school.

Chen Changyan understood right away——Da Mo is really hard to get along with, he really arranged for them to give priority to testing traversers in Erudite Middle School!

Of course, the teachers and students in the school still don't know that these people are here to detect the traversers...

Now, for Chen Changyan, there is good news and bad news.

The good news is that he is teaching the second grade, and they are not the first batch no matter whether they are tested from the upper grade to the lower grade or from the lower grade to the higher grade.

The bad news is that they will definitely be checked today.

Chen Ah San and Chen Ah Si who were sitting below seemed to have noticed something strange...

The two of them looked out intentionally or unintentionally.

Chen Changyan cleared his throat and reminded: "Here, everyone pay attention, the unity of opposites between sports and development is an important test point."

The twins understood in seconds, and sat upright immediately.

Find out what is fake.

It is true to tell them not to behave like wolves.

However, the twins were still a little flustered at this moment. Although they didn't know about the detector, they knew about their counter-kill last night.

In this class, Da Mo, Chen Changyan, the twins...

It seems that everyone carries different information.

Therefore, this class ended in an extremely weird atmosphere.

As soon as Chen Changyan came out, Da Mo quietly pulled him aside before he asked Da Mo what he was doing here: "...Mr. Chen, I'm asking you about someone."

"Huh?" Chen Changyan, while listening to Da Mo, watched Xie Kuyan come out from the next class, and waved hello.

Xie Kuyan used to have a smile on his face—this person seems to be smiling every day.However, when he saw Da Mo, there seemed to be a trace of disdain in his smile.

But he still greeted Chen Changyan normally.

Da Mo smiled awkwardly at Xie Kuyan, and continued to talk to Chen Changyan: "Mr. Chen, do you know that there is one named Ye Fan, which class is he in?"

Chen Changyan looked strange: "...Class [-], I didn't come to school today. The student's parents don't care about it. He will come normally from Monday to Friday, and he will skip classes for evening self-study. He is often not at school on weekdays. What's wrong?"

"Oh, I have monitored that this Ye Fan is bullying two classmates in the same class, so I will ask..."

"..." Chen Changyan glanced at him even more strangely, "Did you change jobs?"

Da Mo took out a cigarette, thought about where it was, put it back, and said: "No, no... We lions, awakening is awakening, how can we change jobs?"

"Then it's a job transfer?" Chen Changyan changed into a sympathetic look, "Otherwise, why did you suddenly come here to take care of the bullying on campus?"

"..." Da Mo was heartbroken.

When you talk to students, you can tell stories one by one, gentle and patient.

But when you talk to me, why are you always so gentle and heartbroken?
(End of this chapter)