So cool!
He was so handsome that bubbles were popping!
That was what all the students in the ninth class thought.
Before this, no one had thought that ancient literature, which was boring to them, could be presented in such a cool and spectacular way.
Was this the national culture that they had abandoned?
Was this the antique that they were unwilling to talk about or look at?
If I could do this, how many girls would I be able to pick up? Many boys secretly thought to themselves.
Thinking of the beautiful and lascivious future, they looked at Fang Yan with deep love.
"What a good teacher," they thought to themselves. The school really takes care of them.
Huang Haoran's eyes were also red. He took off his glasses again and wiped the corners of his eyes with a cloth. Then, he put on his glasses and walked to the middle of the aisle. He bowed deeply to Fang Yan and said, "Mr. Fang, I lost. I'm convinced of my loss. "
Fang Yan looked at him with a smile and said, "Isn't it too early to admit defeat?"
To be honest, if Huang Haoran had other problems, or if he had to memorize another ancient text, Fang Yan really wasn't sure that he could memorize it.
However, he actually asked for Tao Te Ching.
Fang Yan was born in a Tai Chi family. His father, who was an old pedant, couldn't practice martial arts, but he pinned the hope of the family's martial arts revival on his precious son. Fang Yan also worked extremely hard, but … but he met Ye Rou, the rare freak of the Ye family in a hundred years.
Therefore, he could only fight and lose again and again.
She knocked out his front teeth, broke his hair, and beat him until he lay on the ground crying for his parents … Fang Yan really couldn't imagine how she would trample on him this year, so he simply left his books and ran away from home.
His father, Fang Yixing, not only forced him to practice martial arts, but he also forced him to be well-versed in both literature and martial arts. He had been reading extensively under his father's guidance since he was a child, and Tao Te Ching, which was known as the highest classic of Taoism, was the fifth book that Fang Yan first read.
In order to comprehend all things and improve the Taiji realm, Fang Yan read and thought about it every night, dissecting it word by word.
Therefore, when he heard that Huang Haoran's third question was to recite the Tao Te Ching, he really had the urge to laugh out loud.
He was impulsive, but he didn't laugh out loud. Instead, he boasted that he would recite the Tao Te Ching backwards.
The performance was perfect, and the effect was amazing. Seeing their fanatical gazes, Fang Yan secretly gave himself 32 thumbs up in his heart.
Huang Haoran looked at Fang Yan in confusion, not understanding what he meant by that.
"We've agreed that you'll give me three questions, and I'll give you three questions," Fang Yan reminded. "Don't tell me you've already forgotten?"
"Teacher, there's no need for the test, right? Huang Haoran definitely can't beat you, "a lively girl shouted loudly.
"That's right, I always thought that Huang Haoran was a top student, but now I realize that Mr. Fang is the flower of the top students." A naughty boy said that Huang Haoran was no match for Fang Yan.
"Mr. Fang, do you have a girlfriend?" Was he preparing to attack?
…
Hearing that Xu Ying asked Fang Yan if he had a girlfriend, all the students in the class laughed out loud.
Xu Ying was a cute girl with an oval face. After asking this question, she was embarrassed. However, seeing that all the students in the class were laughing at her, she angrily rolled her eyes and said, "I like Mr. Fang, so what? If you don't like him, don't fight with me. "
"We won't fight, we don't like men," a boy said deliberately.
Seeing them laughing and joking, Fang Yan also felt comfortable in his heart.
This was the taste of youth, this was the smell of freedom, this was a carefree life.
It was really good to be a teacher!
It couldn't be better not to be beaten!
After they joked for a while, Fang Yan looked at Huang Haoran and said, "You have to finish what you started. What do you think? How can you know that you will lose until the last moment? "
Huang Haoran understood what Fang Yan meant and said seriously, "I'm willing to accept Mr. Fang's test."
Fang Yan nodded with satisfaction and said, "For the first question, other students can also rush to answer it. For every question that you successfully answer, I will add one more point for you during the test … The moonlight in front of the bed is a famous sentence by Li Bai. What does the 'bed' refer to? "
"The fence on the well." When the other students were still thinking, Huang Haoran had already said the answer. The knowledge of the top student was indeed extraordinary.
"For thousands of years in the Ci Garden, a group of beauties competed for beauty, blooming a female flower. Which talented woman in history is this sentence talking about?"
"Li Qingzhao," a chubby girl answered in a loud voice. Because she was too anxious, her voice became a bit sharp. Her face was flushed, looked at Fang Yan and said, "I like Li Qingzhao the most."
"What's your name?" Fang Yan walked in front of the girl, looked at her and asked.
"Wang Fang."
"Congratulations Wang Fang, you got it right. In the next test, I will add one more point to your test paper. "
"Thank you, Mr. Fang." Wang Fang said happily.
Seeing Wang Fang could have such an intimate conversation with the new Mr. Fang, the other girls were envious. Everyone secretly made up their minds to be the first to answer the next question.
No one knew whether it was intentional or unintentional, but Fang Yan's action suddenly aroused the enthusiasm of the students to learn, and let everyone follow his train of thought.
This was the necessary quality of an excellent teacher, or the ability to control the field.
"The third question, which is also the last question." Fang Yan glanced at the whole audience and said, "Who can recite the complete 'Disciple Rules'?"
No one answered.
Fang Yan looked at Huang Haoran and asked, "Can you?"
"Yes."
"Why not?"
"Because …" Huang Haoran hesitated for a moment and said, "I can only recite it straight."
"…"
Fang Yan really didn't know whether to laugh or cry. Because I recited the 'Tao Te Ching' backwards, so you must recite the 'Disciple Rules' backwards?
"Recite." Fang Yan said with a commanding tone.
Huang Haoran nodded his head and said, "Disciple Rules, Sage's teachings. First, filial brother, second, sincere faith … "
When Huang Haoran finished reciting, Fang Yan took the lead to applaud and said, "Not bad, very good. Only a few words are wrong, and the order of two sentences is reversed. Knowledge is not magic. Do you have to play tricks to achieve it? At your current age and stage of education, you should be proud to be able to do this. "
"Thank you, teacher." Huang Haoran said happily.
"It proves that you can graduate from primary school." Fang Yan said.
"…"
Huang Haoran's face turned purple and he wanted to die.
The other students wanted to die even more. Huang Haoran had only graduated from primary school. What level were they? Kindergarten?
"You're not convinced?" Fang Yan took a panoramic view of their expressions and said with a smile, "In fact, the 'Disciple Rules' was indeed a children's primer. You don't deny this, right? "
"Mr. Fang, you can't blame us. Nowadays, the school always asks us to recite this and that, but never the 'Disciple Rules'. Besides, it's not a test. It's useless for us to recite it. "
"Indeed, you can't be blamed." Fang Yan agreed with the student. "It's not a test, so you don't need to recite it. However, this doesn't mean that the 'Disciple Rules' is useless. Our ancestors used to say that we should cultivate our moral integrity, govern the country, and pacify the world … First, we should cultivate our moral integrity, then we are qualified to pacify the world. Nowadays, people are rushing to pacify the world from the beginning, so cultivating our moral integrity is delayed. The 'Disciple Rules' is for us to cultivate our moral integrity. Read it and think about it. It's infinitely useful. "
"But it doesn't matter. From today on, I will take you to appreciate the five thousand years of national classics of Hua Xia and familiarize you with the legends of those great figures in history. Drink good wine, know heroes, look at beautiful women, and make friends with all the people we admire and respect. Whether he is Li Bai or Du Fu, whether he is Li Shishi or Liu Rushi. "
"Teacher, Li Shishi and Liu Rushi are both prostitutes."
"Who said that?" Fang Yan turned around angrily, stared at the boy with acne on his face, and said, "They are famous actors. Isn't it more elegant to say it like this?"
Fang Yan sat down on a student's desk and said confidently, "To be honest, I'm really envious of your luck to have a man like me as your teacher … Don't laugh, we're in class."
"Hahaha …"
Everyone laughed even louder.
This teacher is too funny!
Bang …
The back door of the classroom was knocked open, and three students rushed in with their arms around each other's shoulders.
"Stop," Fang Yan shouted.
Zheng Guodong looked at Fang Yan on the podium with drunken eyes and asked, "Who can tell me, who is this guy? He looks a little unfamiliar. "
"Fang Yan. Fang means square, and Yan means two fires, "Fang Yan answered himself. "This class's language teacher."
"Oh. It turns out to be Mr. Fang. " Zheng Guodong hiccupped, waved to Fang Yan, and said, "Mr. Fang, I will treat you to a drink some other day."
Fang Yan smelled the strong smell of alcohol in the classroom, frowned, and said, "You three, get out of here. Come back to class when you sober up. "
Crack …
Zheng Guodong kicked the chair in front of him away with a glare. He pointed at Fang Yan and scolded, "The one with the surname Fang, don't be ungrateful. When I'm happy, you are Teacher Fang. If you make me unhappy, you are a pile of shit … "
"Hahaha, a pile of shit …" Zheng Guodong's two followers, Li Yang and Chen Tao, laughed and echoed.
Fang Yan's eyes were slightly cold, and the smile on his face became cold.
Here comes the troublemaker.
According to the rules of Jianghu, both sides should be masters of their own sects, and the winner would be the king.
Fang Yan decided to send himself.
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