Chapter 590

The next morning, I don't know which kind of bird's crisp cry, wake up hangover Chen xinglie.

Chen xinglie opened some slightly swollen eyes, wiped his eyes, took a few deep breaths.

It seems that I feel better. I get up from bed, stretch a long slouch, and I can see the big VAT in the corner of the wall.

Although he was hangover yesterday, he clearly remembered that the big cylinder made him drunk.

Shake your head and smile, turn and walk out of the house.

After simple washing, Chen xinglie looked up at the huge sun that had been hanging above his head, or as always, he was still emitting the temperature of the sun itself.

I am absent from work the next day

Chen xinglie thought that he would also go to the school hall to teach the bear children, and a strange idea appeared in his heart.

Then shake his head and smile. Yesterday, the patriarch found himself drinking. Is it with the leader?

Being late will not have any effect.

Find a shield for himself, Chen xinglie toward the direction of the school hall slowly. The weakness of hangover can not be ignored even if it is land God fairyland.

Chen xinglie smashed his mouth and said something in his mouth.

If you are close, you can hear words like patriarch, liquor and so on.

Between the self-contained chanting, Chen xinglie soon arrived at the entrance of the school hall.

Unexpectedly, today's school hall has no noise yesterday, on the contrary, there are many chanting sounds.

A slightly tender voice of the Tao is gathered into a piece, which is coming out of the learning hall.

What he recites is what Chen xinglie and the children told about poetry and song Fu yesterday.

It seems that these bear children will suddenly turn sex to become so clever, Chen xinglie shook his head and smiled, lifting his legs into the school hall.

When he entered the school hall, he saw the elder in the back of the classroom offering, and he understood.

Bear child is still bear child yesterday, there is no change.

What has changed is that there is a row of middle-aged or old people in the classroom, sitting quietly behind.

Without a small conversation, everyone was looking at the child in front of him with stern and joy in his eyes.

Chen xinglie did not know the thought of the elders, but he was familiar with the eyes.

When I was still in school, did not parents who came to school, even some teachers who cared about the students' principals, often showed this kind of eyes?

The elder of that row also noticed Chen xinglie who had just entered the door, nodding to him.

Every face is full of a smile, Chen xinglie also smiles to respond to them.

No one spoke, and seemed afraid to disturb the children's hard work.

Chen xinglie clapped his hands and attracted the eyes of all the people in the classroom.

The bear children no longer recite, closed their mouths and looked at Chen xinglie seriously.

No reason, Chen xinglie from these children's simple bright eyes, see a bit of desire.

He knows what that is, but guess that might be a desire for knowledge.

Looking at the dozen children under the stage, Chen xinglie asked with a smile: "everyone is very hard today! Can you tell the teacher why? "

The children of daozong, even those elders, don't know what the teacher means.

Yesterday, in class, these children were called Chen xinglie for Chen.

This strong sense of violation made Chen xinglie plan to modify the name.

After a short period of science popularization and explanation, Chen xinglie successfully made these children understand and accept the meaning of the word teacher.

Silence for a moment, a little loli stood up and said, a little bit shy, "we want to be like the teacher, those moving poems come open!"

"Yes! Yesterday, the poems you said were too strong. The generous momentum of them, I wanted to drink two drinks, which my mother refused to say

"Ha ha ha, Zhang Xiaofei, you are still so timid, unlike me, I want to drink, my mother has not managed me!"

…

A group of children on the stage chirped and published their own brilliant deeds respectively.

Obviously, they forgot one thing, their parents in their mouth

But sit behind and watch them!

Sure enough, when the bear children said they stole the wine their father brought home yesterday, the faces of the women behind changed and gradually sank.

Look at this situation, these children will not have a education after they go back.

Chen xinglie was silent for them for a second, then clapped his hands and said with a smile: "since everyone likes the poems that the teacher said yesterday, today the teacher will teach you the poems!"

"OK!"

"Mr. Chen is so good!"

"Mr. Chen, you are assured, I must study hard!"

…Chen xinglie's words attracted many children's cheers. It is not difficult to see that these children are really interested in the poems that Chen xinglie said yesterday.

Of course, after hearing Chen xinglie's remarks, it is not only these children who are excited.

Even those elders sitting in the back were moved.

Seeing this, Chen xinglie couldn't help sighing that if those liberal arts talents had come to this heart demon world, they would not have been regarded as saints.

Chen xinglie came very late, and the education of the bear children class was soon over.

In the eyes of many children and elders, Chen xinglie resolutely chose to finish class and leave!

He still remembers a sentence he saw on the Internet in his previous life.

You work hard to finish the tasks given by your boss and get paid. That's not money.

It's only when you're at work and you're up until you get paid, that's what makes money.

In this regard, Chen xinglie deeply believes that, in line with the principle of saying less than two sentences, he will not have the habit that big class teachers like to procrastinate in his previous life.

"When the sun shines in the sky, the flowers smile at me ~"

humming a little song, Chen xinglie goes back to his residence with a wanton pace of no recognition.

Sitting in the courtyard, his lunch had already been served here.

This is also a special welfare for him as a Taoist teacher.

Perhaps it was the patriarch, considering that he had classes in the morning and in the afternoon, and that there was not a long break in the middle, he simply arranged for people to deliver meals to Chen xinglie at noon every day.

Although he has never seen a person who delivers food to himself, Chen xinglie still holds a lot of thanks to the man he has never met.

Picking up the rice in the bowl, Chen xinglie thinks about what to say to Xue gang in the afternoon.

Rice is familiar with rice, but it is the rice grains of this heart demon world that are too large. A grain of rice is about the size of those cherries in previous lives. Chen xinglie still resisted this when he had dinner yesterday. After all, his sense of disobedience was too heavy.

But now, it's delicious!

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