Teacher for a day

Chapter 75 I Refuse

Jiangcheng City is a famous educational city with 120 nine universities.

If this activity can be carried out perfectly here, things will definitely continue to be orderly and expand.

Other cities will follow suit.

However, the next morning, the sophomore of Boxue Middle School was very calm, very peaceful, with only the sound of reading books...

Chen Changyan, as usual, stood at the door with a bag of soy milk in his mouth, listening to the students reviewing the text.

It's already self-study now.

However, there are still some students rushing to the classroom.

Probably they were preparing to go to the event first, and then, finding no one at the assembly point, they ran back to school in despair.

The basic procedure is to sit down, turn the pages of the book, stare fiercely at the deskmate who put the pigeons, and then pretend nothing happened.

The teacher who leads the morning self-study is a bit strange today.

Although it is raining, there are not so many people who are late, right?
But it was also because there were too many late arrivals, so it was difficult for them to say anything...

Maybe it was the cross-travelers fighting each other again, causing some kind of traffic jam?Can that blame the students?

It's all bad in this world!
Most of the teachers didn't know about the farce until this morning, and they were pressed down by the mysterious force before it even started.

"...then you know things well, know them and then you are sincere, your minds are sincere and then your heart is upright, your mind is upright and then you cultivate yourself, you cultivate yourself and then you have a family, and your family is well-organized and then you govern the country, and then the country is governed and then the world is peaceful..."

Chen Changyan went to the office amidst the sound of the book.

In fact, what changed everyone's minds was not just the twins' desperate state of brushing the questions, not just the stories he told Xie Kuyan, nor just the influence of the flowers in each class...

In the sound of the book, there is also the respect and memory of the students for Teacher Zhang.

If the ring of anti-wisdom is a virus in a civilization, then Zhang Jianqi, and many teachers like him, seem to have inadvertently buried the antibody early.

"Morning, Teacher Chen. Is it raining?" Xie Kuyan smiled and threw him a dry towel.

"Morning, Teacher Xie. Thank you very much." Chen Changyan replied calmly.

A wolf and a dog are people who know what happened this morning.

But both of them silently agreed.

A teacher next to them was still wondering: "Why are so many students late today..."

"Hey, it's still early, you can eat something. Does Teacher Chen want to bring something?" The female teacher at the opposite table asked Chen Changyan.

"Thank you, beef rice noodles." Chen Changyan raised his hand with a smile.

And Xie Kuyan... Seeing the female teacher say hello, she took an umbrella and walked away.

gone.

He hasn't had breakfast yet!

So, he is transparent, right?Wolf dogs have different lives, right? ?

……

In the morning, it was cloudy and rainy.

The five-story old bookstore at the head of the Yangtze River Bridge has been closed for more than [-] years, and it has not been converted into a shopping mall or anything else. It seems to be left here, a mark of an era.

Usually, the old book city in the morning is calm.

Colorful umbrellas converge towards this place that has been silent for a long time.

Under the umbrellas are the hurried faces of young people.

There is an old community next to the book city, and the residents are mainly elderly people. Such old people have a habit of buying vegetables in the morning no matter if it is windy or snowy, and they cannot wait until the afternoon.

However, today, these mothers-in-law and mother-in-law are unable to move an inch as soon as they go downstairs.

The entire Shucheng Road was blocked, all the way to the alley.

The cars that couldn't get out of this old community were also stuck in a long line, honking their horns wildly there.

But I can't get out even if I honk the horn.

As a result, the vegetable buyers and sellers had to go back to their respective homes, which was barely a way out, but the traffic still couldn't get out.

Because the vegetable sellers make way for them, a group of young people will fill in immediately.

The teenagers walking through the back streets and alleys rushed towards the second-hand bookstore just like that.

"What's going on today? Is the bookstore reopening?" A passerby was puzzled.

He just asked casually, and as a result, a book was quickly stuffed in his hands... "Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance", author Robert M. Bossig.

"No, classmate, what is this..." He looked at the boy who gave him a book and left.

Before he finished speaking, a person passing behind him gave him another small flag.

There are four big characters in the book, and you can read freely.

"??" The passerby looked puzzled.

It's pretty organized...

Although he didn't want to be coerced, it seemed that he could only follow the flow of people and head towards the Old Book City.

It looks like some kind of student activity?
Why?Because you can't read the book you want to read? ?
"rip off!"

"rip off!"

Finally, innocent passers-by were rushed to the street by the crowd.

Drums and music sounded in my ears, and a group of teenagers frantically held up the books in their hands, tearing and discarding them.

The innocent passer-by looked down at the book in his hand... Oh, so he was given a book for tearing up?
What a mess.

But right now, the street was covered with white or yellow paper in front of his eyes.

Everything seems to show how powerful the productive forces of this industrial civilization are... Books and paper can be so casually laid out on the floor.

The black asphalt road turned into snow white in a very short time.

"So, what are you guys playing?" asked the innocent passer-by.

"Reading is useless!! We have to fight for our freedom not to read!" A girl with ponytails next to him shouted at him loudly.

"Reading is useless!" Her voice seemed to echo layer after layer.

The innocent bystander was taken aback by their frenzy.

He threw down the small flag with the slogan written on it, trying to squeeze out of the crowd...

When he was halfway through the crowd, he turned his head and saw a boy, looking at all this angrily, and shouted: "No, no..."

What he seemed to be saying was that he just wanted a weekend break.

He just wanted to sleep well...

However, the scorching air was full of useless shouts.

No one paid attention to him.

Immediately afterwards, he seemed to be with a few companions who came together, discussing something...

Several people shouted together: "I refuse to participate in this event!!"

"I refuse to tear the book!"

"I reject……"

The innocent passer-by was stunned. He saw that with those classmates as the center, the teenagers seemed to start whispering to each other, as if a small piece of the sea of ​​flames was suddenly extinguished by rain.

"Everyone here is shouting that studying is useless, but they want to refuse...why come if they refuse?" The innocent passerby was curious, and he decided to watch it for a while.

However, he didn't wait for the reason - he saw the boys in the middle who said "I refuse" first, the umbrellas in their hands clicked, and they were suddenly broken by a force that didn't know where it came from!
Immediately after...

The innocent passers-by didn't know if they were delusional. At that moment, the few drops of rain on the boy's head suddenly condensed in one place, turning into sharp ice edges, piercing into his back.

A blood flower bloomed on his body.

The faces of the companions next to him turned pale, and they shouted for help among the noisy and fanatical crowd...

But the other people at the gate of the old book city, as if they hadn't heard it, still held up the book in their hands, tearing it up, tearing it up.

Then, innocent passers-by saw a red shadow, like a sharp arrow, shooting at a woman in a raincoat not far from the boy.

The two fought among the crowd.

"So, it's the girl in the raincoat. Because the boy didn't cooperate, are you going to kill him??" The innocent passers-by saw this and already knew that this was another incident caused by the traverser.

There have been too many such things recently, but this is the first time such a large-scale...

Innocent passers-by actually didn't understand why most students shouted that studying is useless, and why the boy suddenly refused since he came, but he understood that the girl in the raincoat would kill him if she disagreed with her.

Fortunately, there seemed to be a group of people hiding in the dark, protecting the students.

As soon as the girl in raincoat made a move, someone rushed up...

The stretcher has also come in.

It's just, that boy is such a pity, he had a great time, don't just die like this, I hope he can be saved!
But regardless of the boy's ending, innocent passers-by are not prepared to continue watching.

He spat hard on the ground, threw away the book, stomped on his feet, and desperately squeezed out of the crowd.

Quicken your pace and leave quickly.

(End of this chapter)