Ultimate Teacher Chapter 213: 、The Great Wall will never fall!
Chapter 213, The Great Wall will never fall!
In the auditorium, there were black crowds, more than 200 students and dozens of faculty members gathered together, waiting for the course to officially start.
Today is the day when Fang Yan officially gave first-year students a large class. According to the school’s schedule of the Academic Affairs Office, today’s classes are Class 1, Class 3, Class 5, Class 7, class 9, Class 11 Classes.
The reason for the disorder is to make the grades of the students coming to the class more uniform. After all, when Suzaku enrolled, the students were selected according to the students’ entrance examination results. The best students are naturally in class one, slightly worse in class two, worse in class three, and so on.
It is not appropriate to teach the students with the best grades or the students with the worst grades at the same time. Although Fang Yan treats every student the same, but the students in the next few classes will definitely think that the school or Teacher Fang Yan is uneven and unfair to them.
During the class, Fang Yan has been teaching students that there will be many unfair things in this world, but he pursues the word "fair" as much as possible in dealing with others.
The students are coming to class, and the teachers are coming to study or ---- find fault.
High school is different from university. It is normal for professors to teach students large classes. However, high school pays more attention to small-class teaching, and has stricter and stricter requirements for students' enthusiasm for learning and discipline in class.
If students don’t study well and don’t obey classroom discipline when they are in a large class, and they are difficult to manage, how can they be admitted to the best university? How can the best universities have the best future and future if they fail to enter the best universities?
However, the school made such a decision, and decided to let Fang Yan give a large class to all students in the first grade.
This is undoubtedly a slap in the face of other Chinese teachers. Fang Yan is the Kui Bao. Are they rubbish? Did they always misunderstand their children in the previous teaching? How does this convince them?
So, these teachers came together collectively. They want to see what kind of fresh knowledge and thoughts can be brought to the students by Fang Yan, the Suzaku's'Teacher King'. If Fang Yan wants to pass the perfunctory pass, then I'm sorry, they have to use this as an opportunity, and both Fang Yan and the top of the school must fight back fiercely.
The class time is from 7 to 9 in the evening, two hours. There is a fifteen-minute break in the middle.
It's already 6:50 or so, but I still don't see the figure of the teacher Fang Yan.
"It's almost time, why hasn't Teacher Fang Yan come yet?"
"Hey, I have heard about the name of Teacher Fang Yan, now we have the opportunity to become his students. See what surprises he will bring us today-----"
"Huang Haoran, has Teacher Fang been late for your class 9 class? Would you like to call and ask?"
class 9 students found that they suddenly became the focus and eye-catching star surrounded by everyone. If you have any questions, ask class 9 students to ask questions.
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Noisy and loud in the auditorium, the students had a lot of discussion, and it was as chaotic as the vegetable market.
The final row of the auditorium was extremely quiet. A dozen Chinese teachers sat side by side, watching the students in front of them keep very little communication.
Li Xinhua, the Chinese teacher of Class Three, was sitting next to Zhang Yu, watching Zhang Yu's face sitting somberly and not knowing what he was thinking. A picture of his enemies resenting angrily said, "Look at it , Is this still the class? The classroom is noisy like the vegetable market, the students can’t calm their minds, how to take a class in a moment?"
Zhang Yu glanced at Li Xinhua sideways and said, "Perhaps Teacher Fang has any tricks?"
Since the language score of the first class of the last competition was lost to class 9, Zhang Yu felt that he could not stand up in school. Forced by the gambling contract, he ran to the school radio station to read the letter of apology that made him feel ashamed of his life.
Which kind of shit's flower fly is gray and fat, can ordinary people read it?
Too deceiving!
It was precisely because of the terrible loss last time, that's why Zhang Yu didn't dare to say too much. Otherwise, you may be ashamed of yourself.
"Hum. I'll see what he can teach students today." Li Xinshu said sarcastically: "If the students are not satisfied, we can react to the school-even if Teacher Fang has a close relationship with a school manager, so you can let him be the vice-principal or directly the principal. If you are a teacher, is this not a mistake?"
Zhang Yu has also heard of the scandal between Fang Yan and school director Lu Chaoge. The truth of the matter can be ignored first, but, in his opinion, Fang Yan does have some abilities.
Otherwise, how could the class he brought lose to class 9? You know, this time the class will lose not because the class one failed the exam, but because the class 9 exam is really good.
The overall performance of the first class was good this time. Except that Qin Yitian and Tangcheng were not in the class, other students still played the best level in the examinations of Suzaku.
Zhang Yu doesn't like Fang Yan's character, but he doesn't think that Fang Yan is a straw bag that doesn't really learn and depends entirely on women.
"Wait again." Zhang Yu said. "Time is up."
Pap!
The lights above the auditorium podium are on. A spotlight alone.
Fang Yan walked out of * on time, and the spotlight trailed all the way, like a bright sun on his head.
In a black Suzaku uniform, tunic, the coat button is not buttoned, revealing the snow-white shirt inside. The hair was combed with carelessness and a gentle and charming smile on his face. At this time, Fang Yan had the intellectual elegance, handsome and handsome.
This appearance alone caused the students to scream and warm applause.
"Teacher Fang, you are so handsome."
"Andy Lau, teacher Fang, you look like Andy Lau-----"
"Like Tang Chong? Even women can dress up, Tang Chong is handsome------"
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Li Xinhua pouted, sneered: "Is it for class or sing? Isn't it like a teacher, it's like a third-rate singer who likes to be popular."
Zhang Yu frowned slightly and did not answer the call.
Fang Yan clamped the microphone in the corner of his clothes and scanned the students under the stage with a smile.
The students looked up at Fang Yan, with an inexplicable smile on their faces.
Even though Fang Yan has not started the lecture, both the teacher in class and the students who come to the class already think it will be a pleasant evening.
When facing Fang Yan, this teacher has no pressure and no sense of urgency to learn.
Like close friends, everyone just gathers and chats.
"What is Kung Fu?" Fang Yan asked aloud. The microphone spread his voice to every corner of the auditorium.
The audience suddenly became silent.
Has the class officially started now? What does this question mean?
They are not here to study the Chinese language course-what does this have to do with Kung Fu?
Until now the students remembered that Fang Yan came empty-handed. He didn’t bring the first grade Chinese textbooks. As for the lesson plan, the class 9 students said that they had never seen such a thing.
I have to say that Teacher Fang Yan is really not a diligent faculty member.
"Does anyone know?" Fang Yan's eyes looked around and asked again, "What is Kung Fu?"
"Nan Quan and North Leg, Shaolin Wudang Kung Fu----Kung Fu is our Chinese martial arts."
"Kung Fu can hit people, can defend-----"
"Zhou Xingshi's movie is "Kung Fu" -----"
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Seeing that Fang Yan was really asking this question, the students were immediately hung up by hundreds of percent of interest, and all kinds of strange answers were thrown out.
At first, dozens of people answered, and then dozens of people answered. In the end, all the students were rushing to answer and argue, and the big classroom became a pot of porridge again.
Fang Yan reached down and gestured to everyone to calm down and said, "Everyone's answer is correct. Kung Fu is Nan Quan and North Legs, it is Shaolin Wudang Gong~IndoMTL.com~ can beat people and can defend, also Zhou Xing Shi's movie----Tonight, I will lead you to experience our profound Chinese martial arts world. I want to let you know what is real kung fu."
Fang Yan beckoned, and a dozen men dressed in black short brown holding soft knives rushed up. Headed by Zhang Chen, the Wangpai coach of the brilliant martial arts school next door.
Zhang Chen stands alone in front of the sharp knife, and the other students are scattered to form a beautiful fan shape.
Excited music sounded, and a man heard a calm voice throughout the audience.
"The Chinese have been awake for centuries and have been awake-----"
Ah-----
The students screamed.
For this gorgeous scene, for this familiar song.
"Drink-----"
Zhang Chen struck out with a knife, shocking.
"Drink------"
A dozen students behind him hacked out at the same time, breaking through the sky.
"Open your eyes and watch carefully, which one would like to confess to himself----"
"Drink----" Zhang Chen had a knife above his head, his body turned 180 degrees.
"Ah------" more than ten students had a knife on their heads at the same time, their bodies turned 180 degrees.
"Speak loudly, shout loudly, here is the country all soldiers, all the robbers have to invade, must die -----"
The music is more and more bloody, and the sword array led by Zhang Chen's martial arts students is also more exciting.
Music is a knife array*, which makes the knife array more powerful.
The knife array is the physical body of music, which gives music an uninhibited soul.
Music is desolate and tragic, but it contains endless power.
Daggers and swords and shadows, the violent voices of men, filled the world with hope and filled everyone with confidence to win.
"The Great Wall of China will never fall, the Yellow River water will flow ----"