The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 124 My Future Is Not a Dream (2 in 1)

The audience was silent, and everyone looked at Ma Zhiyuan. Even though the matter was clear, everyone still hoped that he could give a judgment.

Ma Zhiyuan said with a smile: "Huang Qisheng's parents are responsible to the students and the school for raising doubts. Here, I would like to express my sincere gratitude to him for his actions.

But there is one thing to rest assured that in Zhiyuan, even if it is just a small monthly exam, the test papers used in it are strictly confidential, even if it is not as good as the college entrance examination, it will not be too far behind.

Moreover, the school board of directors has its own special judging team. After the special grades of Class 1 (Senior Grade [-]) came out, the judging team immediately attached great importance to it.

They stayed up all night, made a double-cross comparison of the test papers of all students and all subjects, and finally came to a conclusion: there is no problem with the grades of the second year of high school (1).

Otherwise, everyone really thinks that Zhiyuan's high-level executives are just doing nothing?Although I am old, I am not blind! "

"Hahahaha..." The applause rang out again, and the old man's words immediately drew knowing smiles from all the parents.

Huang Qisheng was very embarrassed, he never thought that his impulsiveness would turn into this situation.

However, Ma Zhiyuan was more tolerant than he imagined. He politely asked the big and small on the podium to leave, and then continued to laugh and say:

"Today's award presentation should be over here, but in view of the special situation, how about asking Teacher Kong from class 1 of Senior Two ([-]) to tell you a few words?"

"Okay!"

"Welcome Teacher Kong!"

"Such a thoughtful and responsible teacher, I am curious what he will say."

"..."

Amid the kind words of the parents, Kong Meng stood up and walked to the podium.

On the way, he met Zhen Tiehan who was coming back, and he patted him on the shoulder: "You performed very well."

Zhen Tiehan said proudly: "It is necessary, and we don't even look at who we are..."

Unexpectedly, Confucius and Mencius glanced at him: "You can study things that others can't see so thoroughly, it seems that you have a lot of free time. Starting tomorrow, your homework will be doubled."

Zhen Tiehan: "...Teacher, you are repaying kindness with revenge!"

"Thank you for the compliment……"

Zhen Tiehan: "..."

After joking, Kong Meng stepped onto the awarding platform: "Parents, teachers, hello everyone, I am Kong Meng.

It's a great honor for Principal Ma to give me such an opportunity to chat with everyone, but if you don't believe me, when the results are actually released, I am as hard to believe as Huang Qisheng's parents.

Zhen Tiehan said something about me just now, most of which were praises.

But I want to say that he is a bit exaggerated, I just fulfilled the responsibility that a teacher should fulfill, it is not a big deal. "

Seeing that the following people wanted to applaud, Confucius and Mencius hurriedly stopped him.

"Please listen to me first. In this monthly exam, Class 1 ([-]) of Senior High School achieved such a good result. Of course I played a role, but in the final analysis, they worked hard enough.

Otherwise, no matter how good my method is, no matter how hard the lectures are, if they ignore them at all, there is nothing I can do.

For students, some of the problems they present may not be real problems. It is only because we observe them from different angles that misinterpretations occur.

For example, Long Aotian, he is willing to study hard for a novel, isn't it because he really likes reading?
And Zheng Miao didn't hesitate to come back to study with me just after hearing me sing a song, also because she really likes music.

And Bai Yang, Fang Zhenyuan, Li Sihua...

Each of them is a good boy who is working hard for his dream. It is only limited by his age and his status as a student, so he is restrained everywhere, and then becomes confused about the future.

In response to this situation, as long as we guide them correctly, they will definitely be able to return to the most correct life trajectory.

Principal Ma asked me to express my impressions, but I really didn't know what to say.

How about this, just now I listened to the feelings in my heart when two parents were chatting, combined with my own life experience, I created a song.

Now I sing it out and give it to all the students in Zhiyuan who have been fighting for their dreams. "

After hearing what Confucius and Mencius said, the students in the second year of high school (1) immediately became excited.

When Confucius and Mencius persuaded Zheng Miao, they heard the song "I Believe" through the group live broadcast.

The reason why they went back to school obediently the next day was that apart from Zheng Miao, maybe there was no reason for wanting to meet this gifted teacher in person.

It's a pity that since that time, Confucius and Mencius have never sung in front of everyone, which I have to say is very regrettable.

Now that the opportunity suddenly came, how could they not be excited?
Different from the high expectations of the students in Class 1 (Second Year [-]), other students and parents frowned.

Confucius and Mencius' efforts were promoted by Zhen Tiehan, and they admired them very much.

It's one thing to be admirable, it's another to sing.

Do you really think that everyone can sing songs?But also on-site creation.

How many young people who think they are versatile have fallen into the sand in front of the public?They have already thought of the embarrassing scenes they may face next.

Some extreme music lovers even take the initiative to plug their ears, they don't want to be polluted by someone's wolf howling.

Of course Confucius and Mencius didn't know what these parents thought, but even if they knew, they probably wouldn't care.

The reason why he proposed to sing is because of his experience as a teacher during this period, especially this award, which gave him a lot of inspiration and insights, and made him feel the youthful and unyielding vitality of his students.

Standing on the podium, he urgently needs to express this emotion.

Taking a deep breath, the deep and full bass sounded:

"Aren't you like me bowing my head in the sun

Working silently and sweating

Are you like me even if you suffer indifference
Don't give up the life you want

Are you like me busy chasing all day
Pursue an unexpected tenderness
Are you as lost as I used to be
Wandering on the cross streets again and again
because i don't care
what others say

i never forget me
promise to myself
obsession with love

I know

My future is not a dream

I live every minute seriously
My future is not a dream

My heart moves with hope
My future is not a dream

I live every minute seriously
My future is not a dream

My heart moves with hope
follow hope
......"

At the first sentence that Confucius and Mencius spoke, all the parents were stunned, this song...

There is only one thought in their minds now, and that is: Damn it!

Nima, are you sure you wrote this song live?This is... so nice, right?

In the singing of Confucius and Mencius, they seemed to see a sunny boy who was depressed, never gave up for his dream, strong and unyielding, and determined to forge ahead.

The students from Zhiyuan were the most shocked. They only had one thought in their minds, isn't this song written just for me?
***
Looking at the large and small bags in front of the hospital bed in Wei County, and the scrawny middle-aged man, even though they just met by chance, Wu Qing's eyes were still red.

"Brother Wang, do you really want to go? In fact, chemotherapy in the hospital is still good for your illness."

Wang Lin, the liver cancer patient, looked at Wu Qing with a smile: "Doctor Wu, you are a good girl, no matter what you say, I must thank you.

But you don't need to comfort me, I know better than anyone how my illness is, so there's no need to waste money here. "

"Then what do you do when you go back? Just wait like this?"

"How come, let me tell you a little secret, there is an old Chinese doctor in our village, who is amazing.

He has an ancestral secret recipe, such as vitiligo, psoriasis, including infertility, beriberi, herpes, body odor, acne, syphilis, genital warts and nasal polyps, all of which are cured by medicine.

Think about it, this intractable disease is fine, so what is a little ailment on my liver?Up to 200 yuan, we are another hero. "

Wu Qing was silent for a moment before hesitatingly said: "Well, Brother Wang, I just learned a set of acupuncture from my teacher. It is said that the effect on liver cancer is good. If you want to continue to see a doctor, you can try it."

"Really? That's great, and I have to thank you anyway."

"It's okay, how about we start now?"

"Okay, of course no problem!"

"You show your back first, I need to use the needle from here first."

"Is this okay?... Hey, why don't you start?"

"That's right. My teacher said that this acupuncture technique was developed by him with great effort. One treatment costs 1000 yuan. Seeing that we know each other so well, I'll give you a discount, and you can give 100 yuan. "

Wang Lin: "...Do you still need money?"

"Of course, don't you pay 200 to the old Chinese doctor in your village? I'll just get half the price!"

Wang Lin: "..."

He really wanted to say, can't you see that the old Chinese doctor is just my excuse?

But this is the end of the conversation, Wang Lin could only nod his head: "Okay, 100 is 100, just treat me as a big health care!"

10 minute later.

"Hey, what are you doing?" A middle-aged woman appeared at the door of the hospital.

Wang Lin turned around and said with a smile, "Caifeng? Are you done with the formalities?"

Li Caifeng, Wang Lin's wife, is in her 40s. The most obvious feature is that her eyes are red and swollen, as if she has cried many times.

She didn't answer her husband's words, but looked at Wu Qing angrily: "I'm asking you something, who asked you to give him the injection? Do you think he is not suffering enough now?"

Wu Qing didn't expect the patient's family, who had always been kind, to suddenly become so angry, and couldn't help muttering: "I... am treating him!"

"Cure? Do you have the ability to cure him?"

"I do not know either."

"I don't know what you're messing up here?"

"I……"

Wang Lin quickly smoothed things over: "Okay, okay, I asked Dr. Wu to give me the injection, so don't blame her."

Looking at her extremely emaciated husband, Li Caifeng sighed: "You're just too kind, look at the way she stabbed your back, it's full of blood."

Wu Qing was immediately embarrassed: "I'm a beginner and I'm not very familiar with it, but don't worry, it will get better with time."

"Forget it, I see that you have taken good care of my husband these few days. I don't care about it with you. I want to change someone. Hehe...Old Wang, let's go!"

Seeing that Li Caifeng had already walked to the door with the salute, Wu Qing finally couldn't help but said: "Well, you haven't paid the money yet!"

"What? How dare you ask for money?" Li Caifeng glared angrily.

Wu Qing pouted: "But in order to learn this method, I paid a full tuition fee of 200 yuan, why can't I collect money?"

"You still have reason, don't you? This is an arbitrary charge. Believe it or not, I will talk to your director right now..."

"I..." Wu Qing's aggrieved eyes immediately turned red, and she clearly gave the other party the needle with all her heart.

"Okay, just give her the money, I just promised."

Looking at her pale-faced and powerless husband, Li Caifeng sighed, took out a ten-yuan bill from his pocket and put it on the table: "It's only ten yuan, do you want it or not?"

After speaking, she took her husband and quickly disappeared at the end of the corridor.

When the two were completely out of sight, Wu Qing hurriedly picked up the money happily, her face almost bursting into laughter.

This is the first time since she learned acupuncture from Confucius and Mencius, she saw money back.

Although it was ten times less than what was agreed upon, and the money was brazenly insisted on, but that was money, right?
As long as I make a few more shots, the 200 yuan apprentice ceremony will soon pay off.

***
"Mr. Long, Ms. Zheng, who are you?" Kong Meng looked suspiciously at the parents sitting with their students in the classroom.

After the school scholarship was distributed, the parents' meeting also ended. It stands to reason that everyone had gone back to their respective homes, but when Confucius returned to the class, he was surprised to find that all the parents were there.

Long Acai, Zheng Wanqing, Liu Qingmei, Zhen Yingxiong and all other parents looked at him with smiles, but no one spoke.

Just wondering, Zheng Mao stood up and said, "Mr. Kong, on behalf of all the students and parents of Class 1 ([-]) in Senior High, I would like to express my sincere thanks for your hard work."

Kong Meng quickly waved his hands, "How many times have I told you, don't be so polite."

To be honest, he heard too many thanks today, and now he is a little immune.

Zheng Miao didn't answer, but said: "That's right, you weren't there just now. After discussion, all the students in the class decided to donate all the scholarships they got this time to the growth fund you established."

As soon as she finished speaking, the students behind her who had been prepared for a long time immediately applauded.

Hearing this, Kong Meng hurriedly stopped: "No, no, I am willing to give out the money, just thinking that I can help you on the road to your dreams, but I don't mean to ask for your money."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Miao shook his head: "Mr. Kong, I think you may have misunderstood. Although the growth fund was initiated by you, it is really our own dream fund. I just share with you the fact that we voluntarily took out the scholarship." Tell me, you don't need your consent!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Well, this is an excuse to stop myself!
He had no choice but to say from another angle: "It's not that the fund doesn't want your money, but that it's temporarily useless. Whether you're going to Shanghai to participate in the semi-finals or other activities, 100 million is enough.

How about this, keep your money first, and when I need it, it won't be too late for me to ask you for it. "

This time it was Zhen Tiehan who spoke: "Teacher, don't worry, the money will be used soon. Because I decided to use the funds from the fund to set up a teaching auxiliary company to promote and sell "10 Years Must Do Questions."

Confucius and Mencius were taken aback, "Promote "10 Years Must Do Questions"?"

Zhen Tiehan nodded: "I only had this idea today.

Although I'm in class 1 of the second year of high school, I don't have clear goals like Sister Mao and Zhenyuan. I never even know what I really like.

Until you authorized me to supervise other students to do the problems, I accidentally found that I seemed to like this very much.

Especially today, when I stood on the awards platform and confronted that Huang’s parent, and then found out the important questions one by one, and told the parents in the audience that it was because of my hard work that Class 1 ([-]) of senior high school could get the current results.

I finally understood that I was born to promote the [10-year compulsory questions] to the public.

This is what I'm really after. "

"Really?" Confucius and Mencius also became interested, "Then what exactly are you going to do?"

"Promote it in Zhiyuan Middle School first." Zhen Tiehan said without hesitation, "After today's incident, "10 Years Must Do Questions" has already established a reputation in Zhiyuan, and I believe that as long as it is printed, it should not worry about selling.

After the students in other classes fully understand the excellence of this set of test questions, it can be promoted in the whole city and the whole province under the continuous fermentation of word of mouth. "

Hearing what Zhen Tiehan said was logical, Kong Meng nodded heartily. It seemed that the other party had thought it over carefully, rather than just being hot-headed.

Although it is a bit strange for a high school student to promote teaching aids, the original intention of Confucius and Mencius is to encourage everyone to try to do something they like to do. It doesn't matter whether they succeed or not, it is a kind of cultivation of ability.

What's more, what Zhen Tiehan did was also related to learning, so it was worth advocating.

"No problem, the teacher agreed to you. But you need to make a plan, how much money will be spent, what will be used for it, and the accounts must be clear.

Regarding "10 Years of Required Questions", I still have the first grade and third grade parts in my hand. If you have time, go to my office and I will give you all. "

"Great, thank you Teacher Kong!"

After listening to the conversation between the two, Long Acai said with a smile: "Mr. Kong, I am also very interested in your growth fund. How about this? I personally donate 10 yuan to the growth fund. Although it is not much, it is also my A little thought."

Kong Meng was taken aback: "Ah? No..."

Unexpectedly, without waiting for him to continue, Zheng Wanqing on the opposite side also said: "Mr. Kong, I also donate 10 yuan to your growth fund on behalf of myself."

And Zheng Wanqing's words were like a flaming match, and the other parents said one by one: "Mr. Kong, I also donate 10 yuan to your growth fund on behalf of myself."

"Mr. Kong, I also donate 10 yuan to your growth fund on behalf of myself."

"Mr. Kong, I also donate 10 yuan to your growth fund on behalf of myself."

"..."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

(End of this chapter)