Big Panda Boss

　　 "No hurry, I have to prepare some tools." Chen Fan ordered: "Go and help me pick up some bamboo branches. Remember to only need the thickness of your little finger."

　　 "Okay." The enthusiastic Bamboo Rat King immediately picked up the bamboo branches by himself.

　　 Chen Fan turned to the hole and took out some simple woodworking tools, then nailed a blackboard with bamboo chips, and swept a piece of sand next to the flowerbed.

　　 At this time, the Bamboo Rat King and his younger brothers brought a dozen bundles of bamboo sticks, enough for Chen Fan to burn firewood for a month.

　　 "Old Xiong, we took the bamboo sticks you wanted, what do we do next?"

　　 "Let me do it, follow me." Chen Fan took out a bamboo stick, measured it and folded it about half a foot in length, and said: "Cut the bamboo sticks to this length and use them as pens."

　　 Bamboo Rat King suddenly said: "You're still smart, brother Xiong, but I remember that the pens in the book are all hairy on the front?"

"That's a brush." ​​Chen Fan glanced at its shiny fur and said, "The hair on your body is too short to make a pen, so we will just use bamboo sticks as pens and sand as paper. Just write it all over."

　　 The bamboo rat king gave a dry smile, and quickly stroked the green hair on his head back, then changed the subject and asked, "Old Xiong, what is the purpose of this bamboo board being erected here?"

　　 "This is a blackboard."

　　 "But this bamboo board is not black at all."

　　 "...I'll teach you to write on it with a charcoal pen later, the characters are black, so it's called a blackboard."

"Oh!!!"

　　 Chen Fan pointed to the sand in front of him and said, "You find a place to sit down, and I will teach you how to hold a pen and write first."

　　 A crowd of rat spirits immediately looked like good babies, sitting in front of them in a row.

　　Chen Fan held the bamboo sticks and demonstrated the posture while holding the pen first, and then explained the skills of capacity. Fortunately, when he was a child, he also practiced brush writing for a while, so that he would not be blind.

　　Although the mice are beasts, fortunately, their forelimbs are flexible and do not lose hands. Chen Fan only taught them a few times before allowing them to master the pen-holding gesture.

　　 Then start from the simplest number 1234567890, which corresponds to the simplified Chinese characters one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight, ninety zero.

　　 Chen Fan didn't plan to teach these rat spirits what traditional characters, not that he didn't know how, but it was too troublesome. Moreover, it is not necessary. After all, the times have proved that simplified characters have more communication advantages than traditional characters. After the founding of the People’s Republic of China, eliminating one billion illiteracy and opening up people’s wisdom is the greatest achievement of New China. Without this foundation, any great revival is a joke.

　　 In the following days, Chen Fan added some fun to his boring and easy life, that is, to be an honorable teacher.

　　 The key is that he, a teacher, is in charge of life and death. Whoever does not learn well, hang up and smoke first. If it doesn't work, he will be hungry for three days. If it still doesn't work, shut down the small black room. All the severe punishments are greeted upwards, so that these scoundrels deeply understand that knowledge is hard-won.

　　 Fortunately, among the many monsters, the rat race is regarded as a race with a relatively high intellectual talent point. Except for a few rat spirits with less bright brains, the academic performance of other rat spirits is basically at the pass level.

And like the bamboo rat king, the white mouse, and a few mice that have become monsters, they have wisdom that is not inferior to adults. Especially the white mouse is simply a master of learning, and it has only learned the multiplication in just one month. The dictum table is backside down.

　　Compared with the academic talent of the white mouse, the performance of the bamboo mouse king is much inferior, especially the mathematics has not even memorized the most basic addition and subtraction formulas.

　　 "Old Xiong, what's the use of these arithmetic? They can't be eaten as meat!" The Bamboo Rat King complained.

Snapped!

　　 Chen Fan directly whipped its forehead with a bamboo whip. He really didn't show any mercy when he started, and the other rat spirits shrank their heads in fright.

　　 Bamboo Rat King didn't feel much pain, after all, Chen Fan kept his energy secretly. But when he met Chen Fan's cold eyes, the Bamboo Rat King immediately persuaded him, obediently walked to the corner to stop.

　　 Chen Fan coldly snorted: "I am the biggest in class. I will raise my hand first when I have to ask questions later. I can only speak if I agree. Whoever hangs up and takes ten whips again!"

　　The mice were quiet for a while, only the white mouse was proud.

　　 Chen Fan turned to look at the aggrieved bamboo mouse king, and said in a deep voice, "You know that the most intuitive manifestation of the great truth is the useless things in your mouth."

　　 Bamboo Rat King was a little unconvinced, but he didn't dare to argue.

Chen Fan turned around and wrote a line on the blackboard: It is known that bamboo forest resources can raise 300 rat sperms. There are 100 rat sperms. If there are 50 rats born every year and 10 rats die, the bamboo forest will be lost in a few years. The ability to raise rats?

　　 Chen Fan knocked on the blackboard and said: "Look carefully, this is for the test. If anyone makes a wrong answer in the month-end assessment, he will close the black house for three days."

　　 The rats all shook together, and immediately stared at the arithmetic on the blackboard with wide-eyed eyes.

　　 Little White Mouse raised his hand for the first time and proudly said: "Teacher, I figured it out."

　　 Chen Fan nodded gratifyingly: "Well, Xiaoyou is still smart, but don't tell me the answer."

　　 Little White Mouse looked proudly at the group of mice, and enjoyed this crush from IQ very much.

　　 At this time, the bamboo rat king who stood by the side rushed to raise his hand.

　　 "You said." Chen Fan glanced.

The Bamboo Rat King immediately opened his mouth and said: "Old Xiong, your inscription is wrong. This king will scatter some rat spirits to other places every year, so there is no need to worry that the bamboo forest will not support us~www.ltnovel.com~Chen Fan immediately asked. Said: "Then let me ask you: Suppose a bamboo forest can only breed a group of 150 rats, and there are fierce beasts nearby. If you are the rat king, how should you control the number of rats while ensuring the normal reproduction of the rats and frightening the beasts? "

　　 "It's not easy." The Bamboo Rat King triumphantly said: "Let's go and kill the fierce beast."

　　 Chen Fan asked, "What if I can't beat it? It's like the Tyrannosaurus rex next door."

　　 "Uh..." The bamboo rat king scratched his head and said blindly: "Divided into fifty?"

Chen Fan shook his head and said: "At first glance, fifty animals are indeed the standard answer to this question, but you have overlooked a key factor. The fierce beast is only afraid of more than a hundred rats, but it does not mean that a hundred rats Dare to hunt."

　　 The Bamboo Rat King thought for a while, and then blindly said: "Then divide it by half, twenty-five. Isn't this always right?"

　　 Chen Fan curled his lips and said, "Then the number of rats next year will exceed the upper limit of the bamboo forest."

　　 "Those twenty!!!" The Bamboo Rat King frantically said: "Is it finally right this time?"

　　 Chen Fan said silently: "You have been blindly fooled three times with such a simple arithmetic problem. Do you still think this arithmetic is useless now?"

　　 Bamboo Rat King said: "I was wrong, old bear."

　　 "Call me teacher."

"is teacher."

"reset."

　　 "Thank you teacher."

　　 "After class, you can write down the question on the blackboard and think about what it means. I will conduct a spot check in the next class. It doesn't matter if you answer it wrong, but if you haven't thought about it, don't blame me."

　　 "Ah!!!" As soon as I heard that there were extracurricular homework, the whole house was mourned.