The system invites me to be a teacher

Confucius and Mencius first thought of Li Na's Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, but he immediately denied it.

The biggest feature of the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau is its high voice, which has the same grandeur as the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau.

It's just that in addition to the high pitch of this song, other features are not outstanding.

If Zheng Ai is allowed to sing, she will not say whether she can sing, the key is to lose the etherealness of her own tone, which is equivalent to breaking her arm.

How fierce the good voice competition is. Confucius and Mencius, who participated in the preliminary rounds throughout the entire process, are deeply touched. But which player who can get through the preliminary rounds is not extraordinary?

Don't say let Zheng Mao break her arm, even if she performs normally, it is uncertain whether she can continue to pass the level.

Shaking his head, Confucius and Mencius helped Fang Qiong write the song first, and then said to Zheng Ai: "In this way, you go back to rest first, and the teacher will think about it carefully and see what song is suitable for you."

Unlike Kong and Mengaka, Zheng Mao and Lin Xiaoyu both shined after they looked at each other.

Confucius and Mencius used to write songs by hand, but now they need to think about it. What does this mean?

Is he out of inspiration?Obviously not.

This shows that he has higher requirements for lyrics and music, and he is more attentive in carving.

Thinking of this, the two couldn't help but look forward to what songs Confucius and Mencius would produce.

When the others left, Confucius and Mencius suddenly thought of Wang Tong.

Although the match between Zheng Mao and Fang Qiong has changed, it is the day after tomorrow, but Wang Tong will take the test tomorrow, and I don't know how he is preparing.

Wang Tong stood in front of Confucius and Mencius: "Teacher, are you looking for me?"

Looking at the boy in front of him, Confucius was very pleased.

Compared with the previous slapstick, Wang Xueba has become much more normal during this period, especially after he broke Zhiyuan's highest score record with amazing results, he looks more peaceful and confident.

"Do you have any special ideas for the exam tomorrow?"

"Special thoughts?" Wang Tong obviously didn't understand what Confucius and Mencius meant.

"It's test syndromes like anxiety, nervousness, and rapid heartbeat. If you feel anything wrong, you can tell me and I'll help you guide."

Wang Tong thought for a while: "I want to enter the final in the last place, that is, by playing a side ball. Does this count?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Well, he found that he was thinking too much, and he couldn't take common sense to certain guys who had a bad head.

"Okay, since you are so confident, you go to the game tomorrow."

Wang Tong is even more strange: "I was originally going to go by myself, do you still want to send me a beautiful woman?"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He signaled that Wang Tong could leave, but there was no way he could not talk with this kind of guy.

Wang Tong turned and walked to the door, then suddenly turned his head back: "Mr. Kong, there is something I think I must explain to you in advance. I still think that the student who can accurately position the card is the real student.

The reason why I took the first place last time was because I was worried about your internship assessment. You are a good teacher, and I don't want you to go.

But if there is no surprise, this will be my only first time in Zhiyuan."

Confucius and Mencius glanced at him speechlessly: "So, I have to thank you very much?"

Wang Tong waved his hand: "It's not necessary, and what I want to say is not this, but..."

He looked at Confucius and Mencius suddenly became serious: "Teacher Kong, to be honest, you are the only teacher I have grown up with and convinced.

Last month, I think if you want you to pass the exam, my total score must be no less than 735, so that the average score of the second grade (1) class can hope to pass.

I found out that I was wrong. Those guys had 18 points more than I expected.

All students in the class are taller than 18. What does this mean?

It shows that I made a major mistake in assessing their ability.

This is my first mistake after being interested in card slots!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He looked at the little boy in front of him with a complicated expression.

For most people, it is crazy enough to distinguish between good and bad test scores not by high scores, but by card positions.

But the guy in front of him told himself confidently that his card strategy had only failed once.

Why are you so capable?

He glared at Wang Tong: "Since you are so confident, let me ask you a question.

Presumably, you have heard about the good voice changing the rules. What kind of folk songs do you think Zheng Mao sings best?"

Wang Tong thought about it for a while and said, "National style? Teacher, if you really don't know how to choose songs, you might as well consider Buddhism."

"Buddhism???"

"Yes, I remember I visited the Potala Palace once during the summer vacation.

The Buddhism there is very interesting. I also bought the Sanskrit Buddhist scripture called "Hundred-Character Mantra", which contains a very unique view on the elimination of karma and the cycle of cause and effect."

""Hundred Characters Mantra"? Eliminate karma? Causal cycle?" Confucius and Mencius asked: "What does this have to do with Zheng Mao?"

"Don't you know the teacher?"

"what do you know?"

"About Zheng Mao's family, oh, I almost forgot. The last time I had a parent meeting was Ms. Zheng Mao, she probably didn't tell you.

In fact, Zheng Mao's father and mother divorced when she was twelve years old."

"Twelve years old? Divorced?"

"Well, this is also the reason why Zheng Ai prefers to skip class and learn to practice singing.

Zheng Mao's mother used to be a big figure in the entertainment industry, but unfortunately, she did not choose to stick to it, but directly married into a wealthy family.

You also know that there are always many right and wrong circles like giant celebrities, and Zheng Mao's mother is the same.

Soon after marrying Zheng Mao's father, she found out that the other party had cheated.

It would be nice if Zheng Mao's mother opened one eye to this, but she was the kind of firm and decisive woman who couldn't rub the sand in her eyes.

The two parties had quarreled several times, and when she found that Zheng Mao's father had no intention of restraining herself, she directly filed for divorce.

There was a lot of trouble at the time.

Zheng Mao was already born at that time. In order to fight for her custody, Zheng Mao's parents confronted Bo in court several times. Unfortunately, both sides insisted on it, which led to a long time of inconclusive conclusion.

Their divorce lawsuit lasted for ten years, and finally Zheng Mao's mother compromised."

"You mean, Zheng Mao sentenced to her father?"

"That's right, but under the influence of his mother, Zheng Mao wanted to be a star since he was a child.

One is because of love, and the other is that she wants to make up for her mother's regret that she didn't stick to it.

It's just that this wish of her was opposed by the vast majority of Zheng's family headed by his father, which also made her later acting very radical."

Nodded, Confucius and Mencius finally understood why Zheng Zhao clearly had the stability, self-confidence and affinity of a famous family, but he was willing to go his own way in music.

"Then her current situation..." Kong and Mencius asked about Zheng Mao's life.

Since the court sentenced her to her father, Confucius and Mencius did not receive any concern from the man’s parents for his daughter.

Wang Tong sighed: "That's the problem. Although Zheng Ai belongs to the Zheng family officially, she herself has never recognized this.

And she quarreled with her dad several times about practicing singing, and the relationship between her and her father has been very rigid.

So now she is moving out to live alone, and her father only pays her living expenses on time."

Confucius and Mencius asked: "What about her mother?"

"I went abroad. Since the divorce, Zheng Mao's mother has flown to the other side of the ocean. I guess it is out of sight and out of mind!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He suddenly remembered that Zheng Wanqing seemed to have mentioned something about Zheng Mao's mother abroad during the parent meeting.

"Zheng Wanqing should also be the Zheng family, right?"

"Yeah!" Speaking of this, Wang Tong's face suddenly became extremely weird, "Zheng Mao, this aunt in the Zheng family is a stranger.

When everyone united to boycott Zheng Mao's mother, only she strongly supported the divorce of her sister-in-law and her brother.

Zheng Mao's mother has been in a good relationship with this sister-in-law in the past ten years.

Even after Zheng Wanqing went to study abroad, Zheng Mao's mother took good care of her overseas.

It is said that her Wanqing entertainment has more shares of Zheng Mao's mother in it."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

After listening for a long time dizzy, Kong and Meng had only four words in his heart: Your circle is really messy!

He brought the topic back to the right track: "I know Zheng Mao's family background, but how does this have anything to do with the Buddhist school?"

Wang Tong smiled: "Teacher, do you think Zheng Zhao's parents are right and who is wrong?"

Confucius and Mencius frowned and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "There should be no absolute right or wrong in this respect."

Confucius and Mencius are not talking nonsense. Zheng Mao’s mother married into a wealthy family, no matter what the purpose is, there is always a taste of worship and attachment.

She would rather hide in the trunk of the Lamborghini and cry than laugh on the shared bicycle. She did this, something should have been prepared.

But when she knew that her husband had betrayed herself, she couldn't accept it. Although she was guilty of eating bad results, on the other hand, she showed her very stubborn and firm stubbornness.

Coupled with ten years of insisting on the custody of her daughter, it also fully demonstrated the great maternal love of a mother.

Zheng Jiao's mother's character is full of contradictions, but her father seems to be no different.

Wang Tong smiled and said: "Yes, since anyone with a discerning eye can see the nature of what Ms. Miao's parents did, she is no exception.

Therefore, although she looked at her mother a little bit in her heart, it was not too much.

Otherwise, she would not stay in Zhiyuan Middle School all the time, but would go directly overseas to find her mother.

This kind of ideological contradiction is in line with the Buddhist theory of karma and causal cycles.

And Sister Mao can face all kinds of life indifferently, she should have a deep understanding of this aspect.

Teacher Kong, although the song "Learn to Meow" was played by Sister Ai, the tune was sweet and lively, but that was all.

No matter in terms of thought or depth, it can't compare with "On the Moon", let alone the song "My Future Is Not a Dream" you sang at the awards ceremony!

Therefore, if you can compose a piece of music that conforms to the cycle of Buddhism's cause and effect, I think Ms. Mao will be able to make a new breakthrough in music."

Confucius and Mencius nodded. Although the statements are different, Wang Tong's meaning is very similar to Lin Xiaoyu's theory of music fit.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look at Wang Tong again.

Although this guy's various performances have made him admire, he found that he still doesn't know enough about this super schoolmaster.

Buddhism, psychology, behavior analysis... the other party's knowledge reserve is not weaker than Long Aotian.

And Long Aotian is just watching and using it, but he has been able to combine these knowledge and transform it into his own.

Waved his hand to let Wang Xueba play by himself, Confucius and Mencius picked up the pen.

If Wang Tong's analysis is okay, Confucius and Mencius really have a song that is more suitable for Zheng Mao.

Although this song was not popular in the previous life due to some controversies, it is also the best among folk songs.

Maybe through Zheng Mao's singing, some new things can be added.

Soon after a song came out, Confucius and Mencius handed Zheng Mao to let her get acquainted first, and walked directly back to her bed.

To be honest, today I took the train first, then ran through the Shanghai Sports School, and then led the team to participate in the Youth Poetry Competition.

He was also interspersed with treatments for the two of Wang Lin, participating in the [Ancient Chinese Association Association] Salon, giving advice on the talk show with preserved eggs, and wanting to sing and write songs. It is no small miracle that he can persist until now.

Therefore, the most urgent thing for Confucius and Mencius is to take a good rest!

The next day, eleven o'clock in the morning.

Except for Wang Tong who went to the competition, everyone else either rehearsed nervously or planned a show. The hotel was lively and busy.

Downstairs, the old security king is telling the newcomer Xiao Liu'er: "Although our Anxin Hotel is not ranked in Shanghai, it is also a top building in other second-tier cities.

Once something goes wrong, it is definitely not something that Hu Piao like us can bear, so starting from today, you must raise one hundred and twenty cautions to stifle all unstable factors in the cradle."

Xiao Liu, a newcomer who went to work on the first day, listened very seriously: "Brother Wang, can I ask what are the general factors of instability?"

"This is too much. The most important thing is to prevent customers from bringing dangerous goods into the room. This situation is also the most difficult to prevent."

Lao Wang said earnestly, "I teach you a trick, you can directly ask the customer, and then observe their expression...

There is also our hotel itself, the use of water and electricity, the preparation of the corridor fire-fighting facilities, and special attention should be paid to the fire-fighting passages not to be congested...

Finally, there are external factors, such as some social blind currents with bad intentions..."

"Social blind current?" Xiao Liu was taken aback. The first few items belonged to the conventional category, and it was not difficult for him to understand, but this...

"Does our hotel often have bad gangsters fighting here?"

Speaking of this, Xiao Liu has already begun to consider whether to change jobs.

A small security guard with a monthly income of less than 4,000 does not need to be involved in so-called "social" disputes for this amount of money.

"How is it possible? As the largest economy in the country, our safety is absolutely first.

Like disputes between people, I have been here for 5 years, and I encountered them once in total, and they were resolved quickly."

"That's good!" Xiao Liu breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to ask some more points of attention, and he looked at the gate with a cold eye.

So his face immediately turned white.

Because at this time, there were a hundred or two hundred people gathered in front of the Anxin Hotel, most of them in black suits and sunglasses, exactly the same as the "climax" plot in the TV "Shanghai Beach".

"Brother Wang, this...what is going on?"

"What's going on... Fuck!" Old Wang turned his head and almost sat down on the ground in shock.

It took him a long time to say intermittently, "Quickly, quickly call the police and say that someone is trying to hold an illegal assembly."

"Good!" Xiao Liu immediately took out his cell phone and dialed the legendary 110.

After explaining the situation carefully, he asked again: "Brother Wang, what should I do now?"

After this period of time buffering, coupled with the backing of the people's police, Lao Wang couldn't help being bolder. After thinking about it, he said:

"Our duty is to guard the Anxin Hotel. In view of this situation, we must go up and ask clearly before speaking.

In this way, I will go over, and you will stay behind. Once you find that the situation is not right, leave as soon as possible."

"This..." To be honest, he was a little touched, because Brother Wang didn't let him find the way, but took the lead.

This made the enthusiastic young man very embarrassed: "Brother Wang, or I will go with you, so that if something happens, I can take care of him.

Don't worry, my hands and feet are quick and easy, even if I really run, I'm the fastest."

After thinking about it, Lao Wang nodded: "It's okay, you stand behind me, remember, no matter what happens later, don't rush forward as soon as your head is hot."

"No problem, I listen to you."

In this way, one old and one young one in front of one another, two security guards carefully moved out of the hotel lobby.

After they stood in front of these one hundred men in suits and leather shoes, the old king said, "Hey, what do you do?"

What Lao Wang didn't expect was that the head of these people was actually a foreigner.

Looking at Lao Wang, the foreigner was still polite: "Do you have a guest named Confucius and Mencius?"

"Confucius and Mencius?" Old Wang, "..."

This is really to seek revenge!

Rao was playing the drum in his heart, or bit the bullet and said: "Sorry, protecting the privacy of guests is our duty and obligation in security work, and it will never be leaked."

After speaking, he has already begun to wait for the other party to freak out.

Unexpectedly, the foreigner on the opposite side was just taken aback: "Well, then we are still waiting for him here?"

Lao Wang: "???"

He is a little confused, waiting here?Can revenge be so polite?

Do you think you are wrong, these people are actually the subordinates or employees of the man named Confucius and Mencius?

Or really, suits and shoes are not the standard for so-called "social" people. On the contrary, these people are actually more like selling real estate insurance.

He couldn't help saying: "Can I ask you what you want to do with this Mr. Kong?"

Unexpectedly, the foreigner on the other side snorted angrily when he heard the words, and said in a unique glass-tone Mandarin: "What are you doing? What else can you do? Of course, it's a bad idea to find this guy."

Pharaoh: "?"

Is your judgment wrong?

He couldn't help but asked again: "I wonder why you are looking for him to be unlucky? What the hell did he do?"

Seeing Lao Wang’s sincere gaze and tone, the foreigner suddenly felt like finding a friend, he immediately took Lao Wang’s hand:

"This old man, you give us a comment. In order to support his novel, I not only ordered all his books, but also set up a special group to help him ask for a monthly pass.

But this guy is not only not grateful, but also deliberately wrote down my most beloved girl Aju, which is simply...excessive!

So I called all the brothers in the group and blocked him here.

If he modified the plot according to our wishes today, it would be fine, but if he insisted on insisting on his own opinion and embarrassed, we can only send the blade to his house."

Pharaoh: "..."

At this moment, his face was all dumbfounded.

What's the situation?

Co-authoring so many of you in suits and shoes gathered menacingly, is it because the plot of a novel does not meet your own liking?

Brother, I'm 51 this year, don't mess with me!