The next morning, the first ray of sunlight rose from the East.
The sun is much bigger than the outside world. Even the first ray of sunshine in this morning makes people feel very hot.
This heat is like a bell that wakes the land, wakes up the land which has been sleeping for a night.
The revival of all things is staged around the heart demon world.
Countless creatures wake up from their sleep, stretch a long stretch, embrace the sun, but also embrace the new day.
Chen xinglie got up early today and sighed at the huge sun in the sky.
Thanks to the fact that the guys in this world can practice, otherwise, if the sun is so big, if it is in the midsummer, it will not die in the sun. After all, there is no such black technology as air conditioning in the world.
Today is the first day to teach the younger generation of this Taoist sect. I can't be late.
Chen xinglie's steps toward the school of learning accelerated a little.
I hope we can arrive before the descendants of zongmen arrive.
"I don't know what kind of wind the patriarchs smoke. What's the use of that thing for us to learn culture? If you have this time, you'd better practice for a while. Strength is the most powerful thing
"That's right. Why don't we pretend to promise and do our own things after the new offering comes. Maybe he will be disappointed with us and won't teach us when he sees us like this?"
"It's a good way. You've been smart since you were young, so you'll do what you say!"
Chen xinglie walked outside the school hall and heard the sound coming from the school hall from afar.
Their voices are very young, even a little immature. I think many of the younger generation in this school may not be as old as the four Xue gang.
Listening to his words, Chen xinglie laughs in his heart. He is still a child. All these words are like nonsense. I'm afraid that those children who have just entered primary school will use this method in the past life.
Before Chen xinglie went to the school hall, he heard a voice coming from it: "listen to me for a while! If anyone doesn't do what we say, don't blame me for not being friendly
The smile in Wen Yan's heart is a little bit more.
They are also secretly guessing who the old guys of the Daoist sect have arranged for themselves. I'm afraid the age of these boys is not more than 15 years old?
As a person suffering from the pain of compulsory education, Chen xinglie said that he had a deep understanding of their ideas, but he was very disdainful of their means of protesting against his teacher.
When he came to the door of the school hall, Chen xinglie sighed in his heart as he looked at the noise inside, and even several children who were still holding a chicken in their hands were gnawing.
What kind of education is it? What kind of education is it? How can it be taught?
Teach them how to eat with chopsticks?
Complaining, Chen xinglie or chose to face the fate.
"Cough!"
Pretending to cough twice attracted the attention of all the children in the school.
Looking at Chen xinglie's appearance breaking through the sky, small stars appear in the eyes of those girls who are not teenagers.
Thanks to Shen Qiuyu's absence, she might argue with these little girls who are much younger than her and swear that Chen xinglie's sovereignty is in her hands.
However, those little boys first expressed surprise at Chen xinglie's appearance, then all chose to ignore their new tutor and turned their heads to do their own business.
Chen xinglie did not say anything about it, and walked into the school hall.
Standing on the stage, looking at the square table in front of him, Chen xinglie seemed to feel that he had returned to the blue planet and the familiar classroom.
Just role change, he is no longer a poor student sitting below waiting for trial, but the teacher who holds the power of life and death in this classroom!
A thought-provoking smile rose from the corner of his mouth. Chen xinglie patted the table, interrupting the noise in the classroom.
Looking at a group of gradually quiet bear children, Chen xinglie cleared his throat and said, "Hello, I'm your teacher, Chen xinglie."
"What is a teacher?"
"I don't know. My parents didn't tell me."
"Teacher..."
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Chen xinglie's self introduction has aroused the curiosity of the following group of children, who are all talking in a low voice.
Chen xinglie is too lazy to explain. After all, he can't think of how to explain the meaning of the word "teacher" for a while.
Eyes a stare, put on a stern appearance, open a way: "give me quiet down! I'll tell your parents who make any more noise! Let them take care of you
"Oh, by the way, maybe you don't know. Parents mean your parents!"
Afraid that the following children did not understand their own meaning, Chen xinglie or added a sentence to explain the meaning of the parents.
Sure enough, all the children were quiet when they heard about their parents.
Both hands are placed on the table in front of us, pretending to be a teacher. We are listening carefully.Chen xinglie laughed in his heart and didn't say anything.
Directly started today's teaching, from poetry etiquette to song Fu Fengyue, Chen xinglie did not care whether these little guys could understand or not, anyway, it was over.
What he thought was very simple, in the eyes of these young children, it was no different from astronomy.
Everyone looks like they don't understand, but everyone listens very seriously and seems to be very interested in the things they don't understand.
"Ding! When
A bell struck.
Originally, there was no such thing in the Daoist sect. Chen xinglie had it prepared overnight last night.
After all, I'm a teacher at least. I need a sense of ceremony in my life!
Chen xinglie glanced at the young girls under the stage for many years and said, "OK, class is over! Come here on time tomorrow
After that, he turned around and left without any intention of saying a word to them.
When he disappeared at the gate of the school hall, many children cheered as if they were after school.
"Be quiet, Du'an. This is the learning hall, not your room!"
"And those boys who want to take the lead in fighting against me, they are doing well today!"
"I'll be here on time tomorrow. I'll tell the parents who are late!"
Three words floated in from the school hall, startled all the children, secretly said that the teacher's strength is not weak.
The boys who had talked about fighting against Chen xinglie and canceling this kind of culture class were all frightened and muttering to themselves that they had not done anything.
Chen xinglie didn't have time to pay attention to them, so he left. He had to go to tell Xue gang and his group of older young girls poems and songs.
Chen xinglie was a little depressed about the temporary task that Xiang Wenqing, the patriarch, had given himself last night.
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