My Teacher is a Rebirthed Immortal

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The students in the genius class entered through the back door, walking carefully, rustling, not making much noise.

They stood neatly in a row, with a silent power, the air in the classroom suddenly thickened.

enemy!

Chu Yi unexpectedly discovered that after his students in the genius class came in, he even corrected his sitting posture.

The genius class in the first middle school is much more famous than the experimental class in the third middle school, not to mention his special class gathered by the second generation.

Even Ma Xin, who had always been a hanger, became serious now.

Opposite breath!

It's no wonder that one is the city's best genius class and the other is the city's richest class. When the two groups of people gather together, they naturally exude a mutually exclusive aura.

"Interesting, really interesting." Chu Yi's eyes were full of challenges.

In Class 18, there were only 20 or so people, so many seats were vacated. Naturally, Chu Yi couldn't let the other party's girls stand. The girls in the last genius class all sat on their seats with serious faces and straight waists.

"Okay, continue to lecture..." He didn't feel any stage fright, which made Qin Ran amazed.

"We talked about love just now. People in ancient times put love and love in poetry, and language is always the most touching melody. This has to talk about the treasure of our Chinese culture-calligraphy."

The following students were stunned, Wang Ling opened his mouth, which means, teacher, you are so stiff.

The genius of a middle school came here to come face to face, and Chu Yi was not a fool. His attainments in poems were not strong, and he had nothing to do in that direction, so he turned to calligraphy.

The characters in Xianjie are similar to the Chinese fonts, but they are more inclined to Xiaozhuan.

Symbols, inscriptions, all need the imprint of words. Chu Yi has been immersed in it for thousands of years, and has nothing to do with it. He will also pick up the copying of various Chinese fonts, and naturally reach a peak over time.

It is no exaggeration that the masters of the inscriptions of Fulu in Xianjie are all masters of calligraphy.

"The word is the embodiment of the spirit and spirit. The last time I saw a TV show, a calligrapher in it was able to see your character and even your disease from your words...I think, This is not an exaggeration."

The students were attracted, this statement is quite new.

Chu Yi smiled and dug a hole, and then there is no doubt that Han Zheng standing straight in the back row of the classroom, frowning, although not expressing disdain, but the facial expression has something to say.

"Teacher Chu, I dare not agree on this matter."

"Oh? Teacher Han, please say that the classroom is where all kinds of different speeches are made, no taboos."

Chu Yi smiled quite kindly, and people who knew him knew that this was the punishment of the pitman.

Han Zheng took a step forward, and the words were round and round: "I agree with the first half, the words are the expression of the human body's spirit, but what you said later is too ridiculous. The classroom is the place to declare the correct thinking, but not to Something unscientifically proven."

"Also, let alone some remarks that go against the tradition."

The last sentence obviously means something. Just as Chu Yi said, agreeing with premature love, in his view, is contrary to traditional remarks.

There was a strong smell of gunpowder in the air, which seemed to explode in a little bit. The teachers and students of the genius class lifted their chins slightly, which was a kind of contempt, IQ suppression.

Dong Guohao bit his cheek, and he accompanied President Qin to entertain the group.

Although he didn't have much affection for Chu Yi, he was also greeted by this group of people along the way, hoping to solve it directly with his fists.

The war between literati has already begun!

"Since we are not convinced, let's verify it." Chu Yi smiled.

Ouch, already jumped into the pit, and then waited to be buried alive.

"You are not talented, you have this kind of skill, and you can verify it on the spot. I don't know who is here to write a few words."

"Teacher, here I come." Qian Xiaoshuai raised his hand for the first time and came to the podium, bowing towards Chu Yi.

This action actually made Dong Guohao stunned for a moment. When was the student in this special class so polite.

Qian Xiaoshuai felt that even if Mr. Chu really didn't have the skills to come up in his class, he could tell the reason, and if he was wrong, he could nod his head.

He didn't feel good about the genius class in a middle school. Last year, he also mocked himself fiercely.

Picking up the chalk, Qian Xiaoshuai scribbled and wrote on the blackboard.

To Chu Yi's surprise, the other party's handwriting was completely different from that on the test paper, as if it was a different person.

"Xing Kai, look at the level, I have probably practiced." Chu Yi's eyes brightened.

Each handwriting is a bit delicate, but has a youthful vigor.

There was a voice of suspense in the class. Obviously, many people did not know that Qian Xiaoshuai still had such a hand.

I am afraid that all the words alone will win prizes in the city.

"Luoyang's friends and relatives asked each other, a piece of ice heart was in the jade pot." Qian Xiaoshuai only wrote such a line, and Bai Huanghao lay on the blackboard, pleasing to the eye.

"I'm going to see what you can say." Han Zheng and several teachers of No. 1 Middle School are watching the show.

Chu Yi's eyes narrowed slightly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Regardless of the content, your words are full and powerful, the atmosphere between the lines is full of vitality, and they are all in one go..." Chu Yi looked at the words and looked at people.

Both characters and people have a causal relationship. This is a compulsory course for every freshman in Xianjie causality.

"But... you seem to have a bad relationship recently, you confessed that it was rejected by someone..."

Qian Xiaoshuai was stunned, and his face was flushed.

"Teacher, can you see this?"

Chu Yi is full of confidence: "Your line of characters is well written, but one of the words "Luo" is a little trembling... Presumably that person is..."

"Teacher Chu, you are right. I did say that I was rejected recently." Qian Xiaoshuai quickly planned to go to Chu Yi and walked flushed.

"Qian Xiaoshuai, you really confessed to Luo Luo? Liecha, you really have the courage, I don't even have the courage to face Goddess Luo."

Guo Feifei also opened his mouth wide. Fake it, no one is so godlike.

Han Zheng will naturally not believe so easily, and sneered: "Teacher Chu, if you are self-directed, you can't help us. In this way, let our students go up and try."

"Zheng Yang, you try it."

"Yes, teacher." Zheng Yang, tall and thin, came to the blackboard and scribbled the first few sentences of "Chu Ci".

"If I read correctly, you are arguing with your girlfriend recently, the liver is too hot, and your girlfriend should be a girl with short hair sitting near the wall."

brush!

Chu Yi said so, whether it was Zheng Yang or the short-haired girl who was startled, there was a trembling in my heart.

"Do you still fall in love?" A female teacher's voice was sharp and violent, "I haven't said that love is forbidden."

The expressions of the two were too abnormal, and the discerning person knew at a glance that there was something stupid in the middle.

At the moment, Han Zheng's face is as ugly as eating shit. He was still sarcastic about Chu Yi's early love remarks. As a result, he turned back and his students fell in love early.

"Teacher...I am..." Zheng Yang was at a loss.

"This teacher, come over and write about it." Chu Yi smiled and incidentally relieved the two students.

The female teacher came to the podium with constipation and wrote a word.

"Teacher Chu, I think you can tell what?" she said blankly.

"Um..." Chu Yi was silent for a while, and then said, "This teacher, your relatives at home recently, are you having a bad temper, especially the aunt."

"Teacher Chu, pay attention to your words!" The female teacher's voice was sharp. She didn't know the meaning of the other party, that is, irregular menstruation, and what made her panic even more was that the other party was right.

The students in the genius class nodded at this moment, agreeing with Chu Yi's statement, because this female teacher really has a bad temper recently.

"Ms. Han, what's the situation? In fact, we all have counts. What do you say?" Chu Yi laughed. "And I can assert that no one in the whole Jiangnan province can understand calligraphy better than me."

Chu Yi dug a bigger hole.

Han Zheng's expression stunned, and immediately counterattacked: "Mr. Chu is really good at seeing words like people, but just a little bit, I dare not agree, let alone Jiangnan Province, even in Jiujiang City, everyone is more powerful than Mr. Chu's calligraphy, I'm afraid it's everywhere."

"No talent, the next one is one of them."