My Return to Life

In the blink of an eye, it's halfway through November.

Thursday is a rare sunny day without the bleak autumn wind.

The fallen leaves on the campus are hard to see after several days of sudden sprint cleaning.

The inspection of Tangli No. 8 Middle School by the superior unit finally arrived.

When Li Donghong stood on the podium, emphasizing classroom discipline and other precautions with a serious face, Fang Nian obviously felt that the students around him breathed a sigh of relief.

He also breathed a sigh of relief.

The six-day cleaning was finally over.

"I will remind you all again at the end!"

Li Donghong knocked on the podium and said.

"Today's inspection of the school is very important, and there must be no mistakes!"

"Especially our third grade, and more importantly, our class 174, the inspecting leaders will definitely come and see!"

"Playing mobile phones, p3, p4, reading novels, pay attention today, if you are caught, don't blame me for being rude!"

"..."

Li Donghong talked about a lot of precautions during the morning reading.

Repeatedly remind everyone in the class to pay attention.

From the first class, all the students in class 174 could find that the teacher was more serious than before.

Even Zhu Jianbin, who is humorous in his lectures, didn't smile much in the first and second math classes.

Straightforward lectures.

The running exercise after the second class was canceled directly...

A group of students leaned on the railing, and Li Annan asked strangely, "Hey, Lao Fang, why do you think there are no open classes?"

"That is, it was determined to be an open Chinese class, and it was repeated for several days."

"It's rare for the head teacher to give serious lectures."

Wang Cheng and Li Jun also followed suit, and then they all looked at Fang Nian.

To the eyes of the crowd,

Fang Nian spread his hands and said, "I can't guess either."

In fact, Fang Nian wanted to say that he didn't know what was repeated in Chinese class these days.

He is now engrossed in general science, and has no intention of caring about subjects like Chinese.

It's not that Fang Nian is bragging, Li Donghong is really not very good at lecturing.

The third year of high school is better, I will take a few classes in person.

In the second year of high school, because Tangli No. 8 Middle School promoted so-called distance education, teachers could download lecture videos from the High School Attached to Normal University, a famous school in the provincial capital, according to the cooperative relationship, and then projected them to the students.

So Li Donghong basically never took lessons in Chinese.

The effect of this form of 'distance education' is predictably poor, so that the Chinese scores of class 174 are very backward.

"It seems that the teachers are very nervous, and I don't know when they will come to inspect."

Li Annan sighed.

"I don't know, anyway, I think class is too boring."

"Although there is no need for cleaning, I dare not move during class, for fear that someone will come in through the back door."

"..."

From teachers to students are more nervous.

But Fang Nian didn't care too much, and continued to review according to his own plan.

Such inspections are mostly formalities.

The inspection level will not be too high, at most it will be the deputy chief staff member or even the staff member directly.

It is nothing more than to complete some necessary processes.

But what should come is still here. In the fourth class in the morning, the head teachers of all classes in the school have received the notice.

Then immediately go to the class and tell all the students to pay attention.

But throughout the fourth class, and even until lunch time, no one from the teaching building came over.

When eating in the cafeteria, Fang Nian guessed that it should be the same as those inspections that he vaguely remembered, only going through the motions.

Accompanied by the school leaders, hello, hello, hello everyone...

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"...~!"

Not long after the fifth class started, the principal led several people into the classroom of Class 174 through the back door with a burst of noisy voices.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry to bother you, let's listen to the get out of class."

Obviously, Li Donghong did not receive any notice and was not mentally prepared.

He was even just reviewing some irrelevant things in this class.

It is not the explanation of ancient poems that have been talked about many times before.

Li Donghong nodded seriously, "Students, let's turn to the text..."

"..."

There was some confusion in the classroom.

Fang Nian also took out his Chinese books and put away the physics he was reviewing.

"Can any student tell me what Li Bai's poem mainly expresses?"

Li Donghong subconsciously taught in the way she had said several times.

This sudden incident caught him off guard, so he could only temporarily follow the previous procedure.

There should have been some foreshadowing before this, but Li Donghong omitted it.

Because it was too late.

Originally, according to the procedure, Li Xue, the class monitor, should have raised his hand to answer the question, but under Li Donghong's hopeful eyes, no one in the classroom raised his hand.

Li Donghong was embarrassed all of a sudden.

Not only him, but the group of 'uninvited guests' including the principal of No. 8 Middle School were also embarrassed.

At this time, the principal of No. 8 Middle School really wanted to talk.

It was a good cutscene. At noon, everyone pushed the cups and changed the cups. Hello, me, hello, everyone.

As a result, after the meal, the inspecting leaders were not polite at all, saying that they would randomly observe the teaching situation of the third grade.

As a last resort, the principal brought them to Class 174...

The slight smile on Li Donghong's face restrained, she looked down the stage, wanted to lose her temper but couldn't, so she said sullenly, "Since no one takes the initiative, then I will call the roll."

Finally, Li Donghong's eyes stopped on Fang Niantou, who had the best Chinese performance in class 174.

"Fang Nian, please answer."

Li Donghong can only pin her hopes on Fang Nian.

The previous preparations will not be used for a while.

If it is a serious open class, the teacher will arrange whoever raises his hand and whoever answers.

Now it's a temporary random audition, but they are all leaders...

At this time, Fang Nian was in a weird mood. He didn't expect that Li Donghong would put his hopes on him, because he had never taken a Chinese class.

Li Donghong should know it well.

I thought, "Fortunately, I have seen that old professor's video explanation of this poem, so I dare to borrow it..."

Fang Nian stood up, with a smile on his face, and said calmly, ""Jiangjinjiu" has two pronunciations in ancient times. It's a persuasive song."

"We all know that Li Bai not only knows how to drink, but also persuades him to drink."

"He can make poems out of persuading wine. Let's see how he persuades. He said that if you don't see the Yellow River, it will flow to the sea and never return; if you don't see the mirror in the high hall, your white hair will look like green silk Twilight becomes snow."

"Use two parallel sentences at the beginning of writing..."

"These two sentences mean that the river will not flow backwards, and the time will never return once it is gone. If you don't drink it, it will be too late!"

"..."

"The last two sentences are still persuasive. After three glasses of wine, I started to get excited, saying drink, drink, I have plenty of money, everyone here just drink."

"..."

"And Li Bai is very confident. Look at it, cooking sheep and slaughtering cattle is a pleasure, and you will have to drink three hundred cups at a time."

"...The word "meeting" in the Tang Dynasty meant that it was necessary. He said that all of you present, if you don't drink, you don't drink. You have to drink as much as you want, three hundred cups!"

"As soon as I opened my mouth, I scared others and put down the cups."

"So Li Bai began to roll the roll, saying, Mr. Cen, Dan Qiusheng, please drink, don't stop the cup."

"..."

"Finally, Li Bai said again, son, go and exchange my five-flowered horse for wine..."

"We can see that this is a poem about drinking, the atmosphere is rushing, and it is as vast as the Yangtze River and the Yellow River!"

At first, after hearing what Fang Nian said about drinking, Li Donghong originally wanted to stop, but after listening to it, she found it exciting, so she didn't stop.

When Fang Nian finished speaking, there was immediate applause in the classroom.

Not only the students, but even the leaders who came to observe, including the principal of the No. 8 Middle School, clapped their hands. Although their faces were still serious, they were obviously relaxed.

"Good job!" said the Headmaster.

Then a group of people left class 174.

The headmaster's voice came from far away, saying that this is the first place in our eighth middle school...

...In short, it will not be the parties who are happy.

Fang Nian didn't think it was a big deal, but the students in Class 174 thought it was great.

Can't wait to spread it all over the world.

As a result, many people came to harass Fang Nian, but fortunately, the enthusiasm of the teenagers was not too high...

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Don't ask for a broken bowl.

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