The system invites me to be a teacher

After a pause, Confucius and Mencius asked: "Who are the five members of the first team!"

Deng Yun said: "Long Aotian, Zhen Tiehan, Ma Ruoxi, Hu Feng, Huang Guangming."

Confucius and Mencius couldn't help but take a breath. In this lineup, except for Wang Tong, all the students from Zhiyuan Middle School are there!

and many more……

Confucius and Mencius suddenly realized that something was wrong: "You said you asked five students just now. Four students said they would abstain directly, but Long Aotian has always been with me?"

Deng Yun spread his hands: "Yes, because they all abstained!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

His face became even more weird: "But isn't Hu Feng your student? He wants to abstain?"

Deng Yun sighed, “I’m sad because of this! You don’t know, in order to help Hu Feng get his grades, I assigned him five times the amount of homework for other students every day.

Other teachers were eating, I was teaching him writing, other teachers came home from get off work, I stayed to supervise him doing the questions, other teachers slept in, I listened to him recite words... At that time, I didn’t even have a Sunday .

You said, for him, I paid so much, this kid actually avenged revenge..."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He wanted to say that if you squeeze people like this, it is enough for him not to sap you secretly. Do you want him to support you?

As if he knew what Confucius and Mencius thought, Deng Yun said helplessly: "Teacher Kong, our eldest brother doesn't talk about the second elder brother. Your students spend more time for tuition after school than me, and I haven't seen you in this situation!

Confucius and Mencius looked at him helplessly, and said to his heart: Can we two be the same?

I have never forced any student to study. They all stayed voluntarily to let me make up lessons. Besides Wang Tong, the content of other people's make up lessons has nothing to do with the knowledge in the textbook.

Of course, he didn't say this directly, because Confucius and Mencius knew that Deng Yun was just sending two complaints and had no other meaning. Instead, he was suspected of showing off.

When everyone finished their meal, it was almost time to see that the group set off in a bus.

The venue of the National Youth Poetry Competition is called the Shanghai Academic Museum, which is a subsidiary institution of the Ancient Prose Union Association.

It covers an area of ​​nearly five acres, and the typical building in the middle is called the Art Auditorium.

The auditorium is magnificent and magnificent, and can accommodate tens of thousands of people. It is also the main venue for this poetry contest.

Just after noon, a large number of students in various costumes gathered here. They either followed the leading teacher or went on their own. Although their accent was Mandarin, they were mixed with different styles. They obviously came from all over the country.

A bus stopped at the entrance of the academic hall, attracting other students' attention, because this was the first chartered car to arrive.

As the nation's economic center, Shanghai is most famous for its high prices, food, clothing, housing and transportation are all inexpensive, especially this kind of chartered car, which can be painful to residents of other small cities.

In addition, there are not many people from other provinces and cities, so for most students, the most affordable is the subway.

For 2 yuan, as long as you don't leave the station, you can go directly to any place in Shanghai. The only drawback is that the nearest subway entrance to the academic museum is nearly 1,500 meters. Once you get out of the station, you can only go on your own.

The car door opened, and a beautiful young woman leaped down with gusts of fragrant breeze, and then she said in a clear and melodious voice:

"Now there are a lot of people. Don't run around after you get off the car. Remember, you must follow me closely. If you can't find a large unit, you can gather by the car yourself... Teacher Kong, you don't care about your students! "

Of course the woman is Zhou Qianqian.

Being reprimanded inexplicably, Confucius and Mencius turned his head subconsciously, and saw that Long Aotian and Fang Zhenyuan had ran under a statue in front of the academic hall privately.

Fang Zhenyuan was holding the statue's legs and making an extreme gesture, while Long Aotian took a photo of him with a camera.

In fact, it’s okay to talk about taking pictures in a new place, but don’t forget that today’s academic halls are all students. They are here to participate in competitions, not for sightseeing, and they didn’t bring or have any camera equipment.

Comparing the two compartments, Fang Zhenyuan looks very different.

Shaking his head helplessly, Confucius and Mencius walked over to speak, and Long Aotian immediately smiled and said, "Teacher Kong, would you like to have one too? This statue is carved by Saint Confucius. Maybe you were still your own family 800 years ago."

Confucius and Mencius grabbed the camera in his hand and handed it to Fang Zhenyuan, "With your skills, people can be photographed as ghosts. Let Xiaoyuan shoot me. Remember, be handsome!"

"Mr. Kong!!!" Zhou Qianqian stood in front of him angrily.

Confucius and Mencius laughed and said, "Ms. Zhou, this is not a school. You don't need to be so strict. I know what you are worried about. It's nothing more than fear of losing them. But they are not children, and they know how to take care of themselves."

"I..." Zhou Qianqian knew that she was too nervous after being reminded by Confucius and Mencius.

Since knowing that the organizer of the competition has amended the rules privately, her pressure has increased immediately, she is suffering from gains and losses, and even losing ground, even the students who followed her dare not breathe.

On the other hand, Confucius and Mencius are completely similar to those who have nothing to do, and they are even in the mood to play with the students. Is this the difference between him and himself?

Thinking of this, Zhou Qianqian suddenly smiled: "Then you can help me take a beautiful shot, otherwise I'm not happy."

After finishing speaking, she said to the students behind her again: "And you, at least three cards per person in a while, it's not in vain that we run all the way."

Seeing Teacher Zhou like this, the other students also breathed a sigh of relief. Don't look at Zhou Qianqian who is lively and cheerful, but even Director Liu Yi would be scared when she put on her face.

Kaka Kaka...

As the shutter was pressed, cheers and laughter rang out in front of the academic hall, in sharp contrast with other students worried about the rules of the game.

Seeing that the original tension relaxed, Confucius and Mencius put the camera away and was about to greet Zhou Qianqian to enter the art museum. The voice of a crisp young girl behind him coldly said, "This teacher, can you also take a photo for me?"

Confucius and Mencius turned his head and saw a girl who was about the same as Zheng Mao standing not far away, looking at him with big eyes.

The girl is extremely thin, with sallow hair and wearing a military green dress full of patches. If it weren't for the poetry contest entry certificate hanging on her chest, she might be mistaken for a beggar.

As he was about to speak, he said in a stern voice: "Xiaodie, what are you doing..."

Then his tone slowed down immediately, "Teacher, I'm sorry, this girl grew up in the mountains and has never seen the world."

It was a female teacher who seemed to be younger than Zhou Qianqian. Although there were no patches on the clothes, the discoloration was serious. It should be quite a while.

And her face is a bit malnourished just like the student named Xiaodie.

Although accustomed to the appearance of Zhiyuan students, Confucius and Mencius never looked down upon this teacher for his whole life. He waved his hand and said: "It's okay, since this Xiaodie classmate likes to take pictures, take two pictures!"

Upon hearing this, the female teacher shook her head quickly: "No..."

Then she added: "This teacher, don't get me wrong, the main reason is that I don't have any extra money for you."

Kong and Meng froze for a moment, and he immediately realized what the other party had misunderstood.

Raising the digital camera in his hand, he smiled and said: "Like you, I am a teacher who brings students here to participate in the poetry contest. I am not the kind of vendor who makes money by fast charging. So even if you give money, I can't want!"