The system invites me to be a teacher

Confucius and Mencius did not expect that when he returned to the hotel with Fang Zhenyuan and Long Aotian, Zhou Qianqian's face was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

"Where did you go? Do you know that the game will be in the afternoon?"

"Ah? I..." Kong and Meng opened his mouth to explain, but didn't know what to say.

Because in his mind, Zhou Qianqian is the lively, cheerful and optimistic girl, even if she accidentally annoys her, she will make two snorts at most. Where can there be such a big fire?

"Teacher Zhou, don't be angry. I have to go with Teacher Kong. If you want to blame, blame me."

Behind him, Long Aotian quickly remedied: "Besides, you probably haven't eaten yet? See what I brought you?"

After speaking, he and Fang Zhenyuan put the big and small bags on the table: "This is a special meal for the Shanghai Sports School Sprint Team. It is not only low in calories, but also nutritionally balanced. It is said that no matter how much you eat, your body will not get fat! "

The last sentence obviously hit Zhou Qianqian's weakness, and she gave Long Aotian angrily, and she asked others to take out the lunch box inside.

When the lunch box was opened, everyone couldn't help but wonder.

As Long Aotian said, these foods are all made up of lean fish with high protein content and vegetables and fruits with more vitamins. Not only are there less oil and less salt, but the staple food is also more coarse grains.

In fact, this kind of food is available online and in some high-end restaurants that promote health. It is not uncommon, but the healthy meals in Shanghai Sports Schools are completely different.

The vegetable and meat match, red and green intersect, the fish fillets are soft and the fruit is crispy, which looks particularly attractive.

Picking up a slice and putting it in the mouth, the taste is not much better than the signature dishes of the big restaurant.

Long Aotian smiled and said, "It's delicious! You don't know, I have to work hard to bring these dishes back."

After making an appointment with the sprint team members to give them advice, Kong and Meng wanted to take them away immediately.

However, these young men were so enthusiastic that they not only took the initiative to take them to lunch, but also stuffed them with a lot of bags.

Although the Shanghai Sports School is not too far from the hotel, it is also a kilometer away.

The three of them came back all the way with food. The better-physical Confucius and Mencius and Fang Zhenyuan were better, but the skinny Long Aotian was tired enough.

Zhou Qianqian glanced at him irritably: "Don't think you'll be fine with these bribes. If our team is dragged down by you in the afternoon game, you will be a sinner in Zhiyuan Middle School."

"Huh? Sinner? Teacher Zhou, it's just a poetry contest, isn't it so exaggerated?"

Zhou Qianqian turned her head to look at Confucius and Mencius: "Does Teacher Kong think so too?"

"This..." Confucius and Meng were taken aback, obviously not quite understanding Zhou Qianqian's words.

Ma Ruoxi, who has always been quiet and virgin, suddenly said: "Long Aotian, I will be with you in the afternoon. If you behave well, the girl who puts our car into the car will not care about you, but you must dare to drop the chain in the middle. Humph, let's calculate the old and new accounts together!"

Long Aotian: "?"

Confucius and Mencius reacted more quickly. He frowned and asked Zhou Qianqian: "Has the rules of the poetry contest changed?"

Although it was the first experience, Confucius and Mencius knew that last year's poetry contest was all fighting separately. Now listening to Ma Ruoxi's tone, the last possibility is that the organizer has changed the rules.

Zhou Qianqian nodded: "Yes, just three hours ago, I received a call from the Ancient Chinese Language Association Association. In order to increase attention, the National Youth Poetry Competition has changed from an individual unit to a group competition led by a tutor. Match."

"Group competition? Also led by a mentor?" Kong and Meng stunned.

"Yeah!" Zhou Qianqian nodded, "The rules given by the other party are like this. All contestants are free to form a team of five, led by a mentor.

There is no limit to the qualifications of the instructor. The organizer recommends that it is best to be a member of the society who is nominated by five people. Of course, if there is no candidate, the organizer can provide personnel."

After listening to Zhou Qianqian's introduction, Confucius and Mencius couldn't believe his ears.

Isn’t the National Youth Poetry Competition just about writing poems?How can we compare five people into a group?

Even if you are in groups, you still need a mentor?Please, this is a poetry contest, not a good voice in China!

Seeing Kong and Meng's expression, Zhou Qianqian certainly understood his thoughts.

She smiled bitterly: "The first time I heard the organizer say this, it was difficult to understand. However, the explanation they gave was to increase the attention of the competition.

You may not know, because poetry is so unpopular. In recent years, the competition has become less and less contenders and followers, and it will soon be suspended.

In order to save the game, they had no choice but to do so. For this reason, Li Yifu, the president of the [Ancient Prose League Association], also contacted Shanghai TV station specifically, planning to make a special program for this.

They vowed to ensure that although the rules have changed, the intensity of the game will only increase and not decrease, and the rewards for the winners of the game will be increased on the original basis."

Listening to Zhou Qianqian's explanation, although it was still difficult to accept, Confucius and Mencius still expressed understanding.

Unlike famous sports like basketball and football, competitions like this kind of poetry contest and idiom contest, if they can't make new ideas, few people pay attention.

Especially as the Internet becomes more and more developed, people's entertainment methods become more diversified. Novels, short videos, live broadcasts, and online dramas are flooding all aspects of life.

There are not enough gimmicks, no eye-catching highlights, and the only end is to be submerged in a sea of ​​information flooding.

Although the news was shocking, Confucius and Mencius quickly accepted it.

He was about to ask about the situation of the nine contestants in Zhiyuan Middle School this time. Zhou Qianqian said again: "Mr. Kong, I will try my best to lead the second team, and the first team is up to you.

Although I don't know the specific rules yet, I believe that with your ability, you can definitely help Zhiyuan get a medal back."

"Please? Should I participate too?"

Zhou Qianqian glanced at him: "Otherwise?"

"But I'm not prepared at all!" Confucius and Mencius were also a little anxious to see the other party so swearing.

In the trio's previous plan, although Confucius and Mencius came for this competition, the experienced Zhou Qianqian was the main one.

Therefore, his heart has always been soy sauce, how to beat it suddenly becomes the main force.

He waved his hand quickly: "No way, no way, Teacher Zhou, I think you and Teacher Deng will lead the team, I will just follow behind and cheer for you..."

Who knows that before finishing talking, Deng Yun next to him gave him a helpless look: "Mr. Kong, do you think I don't want to lead the team? I dream about it, but the students look down on me!"

Confucius and Mencius: "???"

Deng Yun explained: "The organizer basically has no restrictions on this competition. The only requirement is that the selected tutor must be voluntary. I asked the five students in Group A. They all voted for you to lead the team. Me, or Don't let people dislike it here!"