1132: C1132 No Way?

C1132 No Way?

"There is only one way to improve your perception, and that is to learn the only way for you to achieve perfection." There is only one way to improve your perception, and that is to read a path.1

Some of the students had already quietly taken notes. What this teacher had said seemed to make people feel that they could see the light of day, solving the problem that was troubling them with just a few words. At the same time, they had also benefited a lot.

"Old... Teacher, can you make use of your experience to improve our experience? " A short-haired girl suddenly stood up boldly and asked.

"That's right! "Teacher, we don't have the chance to experience the experience of society. You have a lot of experience. Can you teach us a thing or two?"

"Teacher, you must be a very experienced person. Teach us a little bit!" The other students echoed his words, their eyes full of pleading.

Sikong Banyu looked at the clock on the blackboard. There was still quite a bit of time before class ended, so he said: "Okay …" Since this student Luo Xiaoyu has chosen this military poem, today I will tell you all about the mood of a general on the battlefield. "

When everyone heard this, they immediately focused their attention and stared at Sikong Banyu, waiting for his next words.

As the general who leads the army, the first thing you think of is not to arrange troops into formations, because that is not the responsibility of a general." As the general who is the leader of the army, the first thing you think of is not to arrange troops into formations, because that is not the duty of a general.

This was like a story, but not a story. It was as if in front of them, there was a vivid and lifelike general carrying a gun and mounted on a horse, engaged in hot-blooded killing, also having a sinister plot, a ruthless abandonment, and also a righteous man with two ribs on the ground. A complicated person slowly spoke along with Sikong Banyu's simple words.

His own memories were blank, but once he opened his mouth, those things suddenly jumped into his mind like magic. He didn't know where they came from, and it felt like he experienced it himself. It was very strange, but what was even weirder was that he felt like these things existed as if it was natural, and there was no need to investigate their origins.

"This is the will of the warrior general. The battle spirit will not be extinguished and the body will not die. "A general made of iron, a weapon made of flowing water, this is also the principle. Every move …"

"Ding ling ling …"

Just as Sikong Banyu finished his sentence, the bell for the end of class rang. He stopped talking and walked towards the door.

"This class shall end now. Next class, think of what you all want to learn. Class will now end."

As soon as he left, everyone seemed to have awoken from a dream and began to wail in anguish.

"Teacher Sikong, don't go! You haven't finished yet. You're only half done with the war, what's the rest? "

Teacher, the beginning doesn't end well. We regret marrying a wife. Come back quickly. We still have ten minutes before the end of the class.

"Teacher, let's continue. The next class is English class. I'll help you and the English teacher transfer there."

After walking out, he went straight to the office diagonally opposite of them. He wasn't a real teacher, he was just waiting for the guests to leave. Next, he would wait for the last lesson in the morning to find out what the two auras that were attracting him were.

Seeing Sikong Banyu walk in, everyone was quite curious. At this time, Liu Lin walked in as well, looking at the puzzled gazes of the crowd. She smiled and introduced, "This is the new senior Chinese substitute teacher, Teacher Sikong. How was it?"

Sikong Banyu paused for a moment and said, "The students are very obedient, so it's not that troublesome in class."

"Ah?" Very obedient? Are you talking about the students from Class Three and Two? " Liu Lin stared at Sikong Banyu with her mouth agape. When the other teachers heard this, they couldn't help but restrain themselves. The students of Class 3 and Class 2 were a mix of good and bad, and were famous for being very serious, so the teachers in class 3 and Class 2 were often helpless against them. After all, they were already in their third year, so it was impossible for them to turn things around right now.

"That's right!" Am I in the wrong classroom? " Sikong Banyu turned his head in confusion and looked at the class he had just attended. It was indeed the third grade's class two! That's right!

"They're all paying attention to the lecture? No one is causing trouble for you? " Liu Lin asked again in disbelief. She had been to this language class before, so how could she not be clear about it?

"No!" They were all very serious. "Ugh …" Wasn't that someone from their class? "Ask her if you don't believe me." Sikong Banyu said as he saw the two girls walking towards his office. They were Luo Xiaoyu, the language class representative, and the short-haired girl whom he had asked for in class.

Liu Lin paused for a moment and walked toward Luo Xiaoyu and the other girl. She wanted to ask how the class was going, but she didn't expect the two girls to greet her and rush straight to Sikong Banyu without waiting for her to speak.

"Teacher Sikong, this is something that we discussed beforehand. In the next class, we will analyze the ancient text." Luo Xiaoyu handed Sikong Banyu a pink slip of paper with their areas of confusion written on it.

Sikong Banyu took it and looked at it, then said lightly: "I got it, next time when we go to class, we'll talk about it."

The short-haired girl quickly said, "Teacher, can you finish what you did not finish in the next class? The students in our class all hope that you can finish, some of them even organized into notes, feel that learned a lot. Why don't we transfer them to you and help us continue our lesson? "

Sikong Banyu said directly, "Not good, the experience you need, in fact, what I just said, is already enough. Since you guys have already organized it into notes, then turn around and take a good look at it to understand the emotions you had at that time. You will find that you have not fully comprehended many of them. If you think it's just a nice story, then I'm sorry, I'm not a storyteller. "

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