The system invites me to be a teacher

The days of Confucius and Mencius were busy and peaceful in the next few days.

Go to class, tuition, return to the residence to discuss the winery with father and brother.

Of course, he also heard Wu Qing say that he made 10 yuan using the method he figured out, which made Confucius and Mencius very speechless. He used up all the things that Shu Xiu had in exchange for, so you only sold 10 yuan?

However, he quickly forgot about it. The reason for helping Wu Qing, apart from compassion, his real purpose was to try how Shuxiu earns.

And the method herself has been taught to Wu Qing, how she wants to use it is her freedom, Confucius and Mencius can't point fingers.

Speaking of Shuxiu, Confucius and Mencius have made new discoveries these days.

For example, when he teaches a regular class to students, he can get 20 bundles of training, and he can get 50 bundles of training for students to make up one class.

This made Confucius and Mencius, who had been a little slack due to fatigue, full of energy again, but after several days of hard work, his system's bundle repair value finally returned to 3000 again.

"Mr. Kong, come here for a minute." It's Liu Yi!

Following the other party into the teaching office, unexpectedly found that Zhou Qianqian and Deng Yun were both there.

Just listen to Liu Yi said: "Mr. Kong, Ms. Deng, and Ms. Zhou, you are the three best class teachers in our second grade, so the school has a task to entrust you this time."

Confucius and Mencius was about to ask what the task was, so he heard Zhou Qianqian say: "Director Liu, what are you talking about is the National Youth Poetry Competition held in Shanghai?"

Liu Yi nodded: "As expected of Teacher Zhou, the news is well informed."

Zhou Qianqian shook her head: "What is well-informed? There seems to be only one Chinese game at this time. But if you want to find someone to lead the team, one person is enough. All three of us are going. Isn't it a waste?"

Liu Yi laughed: "Ms. Zhou only knows one thing and doesn't know the other. This time in addition to the National Youth Poetry Competition, there is also an Olympic qualifier.

Although the leader of this competition in previous years was the math group teacher Fei, but this year, teacher Fei had an accident, and our second grade contestants are in your three classes, so I think you will also take the past trip, how about ?"

Zhou Qianqian nodded: "It's okay. Anyway, I will also go to one department and two departments. It just saves the trouble. But Director Liu, you have to arrange one person for the two, and you will have to pay me twice!"

"Haha, Teacher Zhou is still such a fan of money, no problem, I will give you double the report."

Then Liu Yi looked at Deng Yun, but Deng Yun looked at Confucius and Mencius: "Will Teacher Kong go?"

Confucius smiled bitterly: "Even if I don't want to go, I can't do it, my other students still have competitions!"

Deng Yun immediately remembered something: "You mean the little campus star? Then I must go to see and see, Teacher Kong, you may not know, your song "My Future Is Not a Dream" makes me get goose bumps. It’s not that I am a teacher, I have to ask you for an autograph now."

Zhou Qianqian patted her head: "Oh, if Teacher Deng didn't say it, I almost forgot, Teacher Kong, first give me 100 autographs.

You don’t know, as soon as I urge them to study, the students would ask me: Teacher, you sing us a song!

I said I would not, they stopped doing it immediately, and asked me why (1) the head teacher of the class can sing, why I can not, they need the encouragement of a head teacher who can sing.

You give me more autographs to prepare, if they dare to make noise, I will take out these autographs to suppress them."

Deng Yun hurriedly said, "Then I want 200 copies."

Zhou Qianqian asked puzzledly: "100 copies should be enough, right? I already want too much."

Deng Yun said confidently, "I will use 100 of these 200 copies first, and keep the remaining 100 copies as family heirlooms. When Teacher Kong’s name will be heard throughout the country, I will sell them again, and I will eat and drink in my next life. Up."

Speaking, there was a wanton laugh from the teaching office, and only Confucius and Mencius touched his nose helplessly.

Hey, is this an annoyance for celebrities?

***

Wei County!

Wangjiacun.

As late autumn is approaching, the villagers whose main livelihood is agriculture are all caught in the hectic autumn harvest stage. Everyone looks at the fruit crops in the ground, and their smiles reach their ears.

Today is another harvest year!

Only the atmosphere of the family is incompatible with this scene.

Turn on a small fire and pour the cold oil into the peanuts. Li Caifeng's eyes were on the fire without blinking. When the bubbles in the oil became smaller and the peanuts turned slightly gray, she hurriedly took them out.

Sprinkle with salt and pepper powder and stir evenly. A plate of deep-fried salt and pepper peanuts is ready. This is my husband's favorite.

Soon, the ingenious Li Caifeng made another shredded pork with green pepper, cold onion, and fish head with chopped pepper.

Four dishes were brought to the table. She opened another bottle of Erguotou and filled it with a disposable plastic cup before saying, "His dad, it's time to eat."

"Oh, well, wait a minute!" Soon, Wang Lin walked out of the bedroom.

Looking at the sumptuous dishes on the table, he glanced at his wife: "One dish is enough, there is no need to cook so much."

Li Caifeng shook his head: "It's okay, these are all your... favorite dishes, you eat more... some, and then... if you want to eat, just... woo..."

She couldn't help sobbing before she finished speaking, and the more she cried, the more sad she became. In the end, tears flowed all the way, and she squatted on the ground.

Wang Lin immediately became at a loss: "You...what are you doing, get up, get up!"

Li Caifeng remained unmoved: "The shopkeeper...the cabinet, you say...you want to...go away, leave...our orphans...widowed mothers...what can I do, chestnuts are still... In junior high school, I... now dare not... dare not tell him."

"Get up quickly, Lizi is not too young now, he will definitely be able to take care of himself, you..." Seeing his wife's sadness getting more and more, Wang Lin couldn't help but stretch out his hand to pull her while comforting.

Only the next moment, both of them were stunned.

Li Caifeng forgot to cry, she stared at her husband blankly: "What's the matter?"

Wang Lin also looked at his hands in surprise: "I don't know!"

Just now he used his force to pull his wife from the ground to stand up.

Because of the pain and chemotherapy, Wang Lin's body has long been weak, and Li Caifeng's body is fatter, let alone pulling her up, even if she just shakes her up, it will exhaust her strength.

But now...

Li Caifeng is still smarter. She pointed to the half bag of grain in the corner of the house and said, "The shopkeeper, try to move that one down."

"Oh, good!" Wang Lin walked over and gave a strong mention to the cloth bag in front of him, and then an incredible scene happened.

Seeing that half a bag of wheat, never less than 50 kilograms, was actually picked up by Wang Lin's force.

"This... a miracle really happened?"

If Wang Lin was not ill, let alone 50 catties, even if 100 catties, he would not have the slightest problem with it, but now he can lift 50 catties, it is incredible.

The couple looked at each other, and a thought flashed in their hearts at the same time: "Go to the hospital for an examination!"