back to being a teacher

Chapter 40 Is this too much?

The life of high school students is boring, and if no one keeps giving them blood, they will soon become soft...

Although there will be a period of new semester struggle syndrome at the beginning of each semester, in fact, this disease will be cured soon.

Many students will struggle to sit up from the hospital bed because of a moment of motivation, then work hard for a few days, then lie down and wait for death.

Tuesday morning.

Still leading the students to run in the morning, Fang Bai found that there were far fewer people looking at Class 6 ([-]) with strange eyes, and there were actually many more students who ran together in the morning.

Every student who runs past Fang Bai will shout "Hello teacher" loudly!
This made Fang Bai a little surprised, but he also felt a little sense of accomplishment.

As a teacher, the greatest achievement is not where your students get admitted, but whose lives have been changed...

Everyone who is a teacher will not give up on any student at the beginning, but as time goes by, if some students do not give up, they are against the teacher himself.

My conscience couldn't bear to give up on him.

If you don’t give up, your body won’t be able to bear it.

Fang Bai had a teacher in his previous life. Because he was too responsible, he was angered by his students and had a heart bypass surgery when he was in his 50s...

Tuesday of the second week.

Fang Bai found that students seemed to be slowly getting better, and even students in other classes were gradually getting better.

Wednesday of the second week.

Fang Bai heard an episode. Xie Wenjie, who was kicked out of school, found some people to prepare for revenge. Later, everyone from the Invincible Security Company took care of them. Those who had weapons on them were all sent to the police station...

And these people all blamed the matter on Xie Wenjie, saying that it was Xie Wenjie who instigated it.

This led to Xie Wenjie being expelled not long after he transferred to another school.

Thursday of the second week.

The students' new semester struggle syndrome is almost gone.

The first and second pages of new notebooks that many people buy are full of writing, but the writing on the third page begins to become unclear, and then becomes more and more scrawled, until the fourth and fifth pages...

"It doesn't seem to be possible if this continues!"

Fang Bai touched his chin and muttered to himself.

In my previous life, there was a teacher who taught a class full of poor students for three full years. In the end, more than 50 students in the class were all admitted to the undergraduate program.

What does it rely on?
What they rely on is that teachers tell them year after year, day after day, you can do it, you can do it, you can do it, it is not difficult to get into college, it is not difficult at all to get into a good university...

Fang Bai can also do this way of beating blood.

But this method took too long to be effective. He needed to do something to stimulate students' interest in learning and let them develop the habit of independent learning.

How about pointing a gun at them to learn?

This is a good idea.

So what if I take the AK?Or take the M41?
How about getting some Barrett? !

Fang Bai fell into deep thought.

Think about that scene, when dictating words, whoever can't write them will be shot directly...

It’s perfect. If this continues, are you afraid that some students will not learn well? !

nonexistent!

Someone on our side can definitely be rated as a national gold medal lecturer!

"Prosperity, democracy, civilization, harmony, freedom..."

Just when Fang Bai was still thinking about how to inject chicken blood into the students, his phone rang.

Fang Bai picked up the phone.

Caller ID: Xu Zhiqian.

"crooked?!"

"Brother, where is my song?"

As soon as the call was connected, Xu Zhiqian's complaining voice came over.

Fang Bai subconsciously wanted to reply, "What song?"
His head quickly turned around.

"Hmm, song, isn't this song just a song? It's a matter of minutes!" Fang Bai said hesitantly.

"Then you give it to me!"

Xu Zhiqian said angrily.

"Wait a minute, let me think about it!"

Fang Bai held the phone in one hand and touched his chin with the other hand.

"When I was a child, I stole someone's light by cutting through the wall. I spent ten years without washing my clothes and lived in a cold window... Luzhou month?"

"No, no, this song... how about, when the sun shone through the window at the dawn of the morning and the Xiqiao clouds swayed by itself, thinking of the hem of your clothes that swayed in the lotus wind back then... Qingming rain?"

"I want to touch your hair, it's just a simple test..."

"I turn a blind eye when I should be cooperating with you in your performance, and I'm forcing the person who loves you most to perform impromptu..."

Fang Bai discovered that he could remember the tune, melody, and even the score of each song very clearly... As long as he thought about it, it would automatically appear in his mind, just like using a search engine.

And Xu Zhiqian on the other end of the phone was already stunned: "Big...big...big...brother, this, this...these songs, are...all...for...for...for me? "

Fang Bai woke up with a start and coughed: "Uh-huh, no, you can only choose one song..."

"No, brother, I will die if you do this!"

Hearing the news, Xu Zhiqian suddenly wailed: "Brother, you know me. I am a musician. Do you know who a musician is? If I hear good music but can't get it, I will die. …”

"Then I'll go to your grave and sing to you?"

Fang Bai asked tentatively in a low voice.

This question left Xu Zhiqian speechless: "Brother, I think it's better to forget it. I don't want to die so early..."

"Big brother, dear brother, dear brother, dear brother...what on earth do you want?!"

When Xu Zhiqian saw that being soft was not enough, he would be tough.

Fang Bai was silent for a while: "You can only choose one song!"

The capital of his rebirth is only these memories, so he can't throw them all at once, he can only throw them out bit by bit, otherwise, once he is done quickly, it will be easy to get wet... No, something will happen!

"Brother..." "You call me Dad..."

"dad!"

"It's useless!"

"Depend on!"

Suddenly the two of them were speechless.

In the end, Xu Zhiqian was silent for a long time before he said: "The first song, the first song... Oh, other babies, it's not that dad doesn't love you. When dad and your mother negotiate good terms, he will definitely get you back... …”

Fang Bai looked indifferent, listening to this guy talking to himself on the other end of the phone, he had the urge to take out his M1917 American-made Smith & Wesson and shoot him dead.

Fang Bai took a deep breath: "Then listen up, I'll sing it to you!"

"You won't give me the sheet music?!"

Xu Zhiqian was shocked.

"Are you listening or not?"

Fang Bai frowned.

"listen……"

“When I was a kid, I cut through the wall and stole someone’s light!”

"It's been ten years of hard work without washing and combing!"

"Now I am reading under the lamp and the red sleeves are more fragrant!"

"Half-life fame is just a lie!"

"The haze and orioles are flying all the way in March!"

“I saw my hometown in the flying catkins!”

"I wonder if the person I love is still in Luyang!"

"A strand of black hair will be treasured for a lifetime!"

"The lovers on the bridge are in love with each other!"

"Hongyao by the bridge sighs that the night is too long"

"The moon is shaking and people are hesitant!"

……

Fang Bai's voice is very gentle. Although it is just a cappella, Xu Shangao's songs seem to sound good without accompaniment, especially his Chinese-style songs, which make people feel in the misty land of Jiangnan, full of romanticism...

Each of Xu Shangao's lyrics can be called a word, absolutely!

Every line of the lyrics is so romantic and full of emotion, which makes people have endless aftertaste.

Xu Zhiqian fell into a state of dementia from the first lyric. Every lyric was so perfect and impeccable. His eyes were dazed, looking into the distance...

Fang Bai sang very seriously, and he listened very seriously. This song seemed to bring him into a Chinese textbook. It was still daytime, but he saw a bright moon!
After singing a cappella, Fang Bai finally couldn't help coughing, picked up the thermos cup on the side and drank.

He drank a sip of water and felt much better.

"Is that all right?"

"Okay, okay, thank you, brother, thank you, thank you, brother!" Xu Zhiqian, who woke up, quickly replied.

"Well, as for musical instruments, you can probably use some Chinese musical instruments to match them!" Fang Bai was not familiar with these, so he could only speak vaguely.

"Okay, okay, I know, I know!"

Xu Zhiqian nodded and said, he is still professional in this aspect.

Just outside the door that Fang Bai didn't know...

Chen Yue and Zhang Jing looked at Fang Bai in the office with shocked faces. They listened to the head teacher singing with their ears raised.

Even though it was just a cappella, the class teacher sang very well, better than any song I had ever heard.

Upon hearing this, the two of them became obsessed.

The two of them originally came to ask questions, but they were unwilling to disturb Fang Bai.

"What are you doing?!"

Qin Meng, who returned to the office, looked at the two students lying at the door of the office eavesdropping with some confusion.

Zhang Jing and Chen Yue were discovered and fled the scene quickly...

This made Qin Meng even more curious. Through the gap in the door, she discovered that Fang Bai was actually singing.

Listening to the singing in the office, Qin Meng became more curious about Fang Bai.

Such a man can actually sing.

Fang Bai hung up the phone, and Qin Meng opened the door and walked in.

Fang Bai looked at the message on his phone that prompted a transfer of 100 million, and suddenly he felt somewhat confident.

In this society, what is confidence?

Money is confidence. When you have enough money, you will find that you have the courage to do many things. If you still have so-called worries at this time, it can only mean one thing... your The money is not enough.

When the 100 million arrived, Fang Bai immediately felt that he had a lot of confidence.

In addition, there are still so many pieces of music in his mind that can be sold, which makes Fang Bai's mentality undergo a qualitative change...

Today, Qin Meng's hair was tied back with a simple hair tie, and she wore simple light makeup. She looked very elegant, yet cute, and she was holding teaching aids for class in her hands.

Seeing Qin Meng walk in, Fang Bai inexplicably felt a throbbing.

We've been together for almost two weeks.

In fact, everyone is already very familiar with it.

So, it’s not too much to have a meal or something, right?

It’s not too much to watch a movie or something after dinner, right?

Isn’t it too much to bring an ID or something after watching a movie?

It's not too much to open a room with an identity, right?

Is this too much?

　get it~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)