The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 177 The original intention of holding the ancient prose salon

After hearing what Long Aotian said, Confucius and Mencius felt very happy.

Because he found that the current Long Aotian has undergone earth-shaking changes from when he first met him.

The other party is no longer that bad student who is fooling around and full of pranks. Although he sometimes makes funny jokes, he has already begun to take responsibility.

What surprised Kong Meng even more was that the second team led by Zhou Qianqian also got a good result of ninth.

Although No. 9 is far from being able to compare with No. 1, don't forget that this is a national poetry competition. Two teams from one school have made it into the top ten, which is already very impressive.

Long Aotian suddenly asked: "Mr. Kong, I heard that you will participate in tonight's ancient prose salon as a member of [Ancient Prose Alliance Association]?"

Kong Meng was taken aback for a moment, then remembered that this was an invitation from Li Yifu: "Yes, what's the matter?"

"Great."

Long Aotian chuckled: "You may not know, [Ancient Prose Alliance Association] Ancient Prose Salon invited, in addition to [Ancient Prose Alliance Association] members, there are also the top ten teams of this poetry competition.

In fact, not only this year, the contestants who have entered the top ten in the youth poetry competition over the years are all special guests of the ancient prose salon, but the number of people this year is a little more. "

Hearing this, Confucius and Mencius had already roughly estimated the purpose of the ancient prose salon held by the Ancient Prose Alliance Association.

Although this salon is a gathering of members of the association in name, its real target is still young people like Long Aotian.

That's right, although Long Aotian's team won the championship of this year's poetry competition, but wanting to promote poetry culture cannot be achieved by a single champion.

It needs a large number of poetry lovers, who have gone through years or even decades.

This is the principle of cultivating trees for ten years and cultivating people for a hundred years.

It's just that there is only one champion, and people will only remember one champion.

Therefore, in order to increase the enthusiasm of those talented contestants in poetry creation as much as possible, it is only natural that [Ancient Prose League] will add such an ancient prose salon after the competition.

After making an appointment with Long Aotian and others to gather at the entrance of the academic hall, Kong Meng opened the door of the ward.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, he heard "bang bang bang bang..." and Confucius felt his eyes dazzled, and his head and body were covered with red petals, followed by another round of warm applause.

It turned out that Confucius and Mencius had just conquered cancer, and Li Yifu informed his wife, son and daughter-in-law of the good news.

The family was naturally overjoyed when they heard the words, and under the excitement, they had such a unique welcome ceremony.

Seeing Li Bin's mother and wife each with a wedding salute, Kong Meng shook his head, not knowing where they got it in a hurry.

Needless to say, thanks again, when everyone calmed down again, Kong Meng said to Li Yifu: "Old Li, since Mr. Li's condition is under control, I will leave first."

He was going to talk to Long Aotian and others, but Li Yifu didn't want to interrupt him: "Kong Xiaoyou wait for me for 2 minutes, let's go together."

Kong Meng was taken aback: "You go? Mr. Li is very weak now, you should stay and accompany him well!"

"Mr. Kong, it seems that you still don't know our old Li well enough!"

Li Yifu's wife suddenly said, "Old Li is definitely a typical workaholic.

Xiaobin's illness has been like this, and he still doesn't forget to participate in that poetry competition. Now that Xiaobin's health is expected to improve, it is even more impossible for him to stay. "

Li Yifu was also a little embarrassed to be arranged by his wife.

He said to his wife: "It's my fault. I usually don't care much about you, but you also know that I'm too busy with work..."

Li Yifu's wife snorted: "I'm busy, I know I'm busy every day. That's fine, I'm not letting you go."

Li Yifu was a little surprised, because at this time, his first wife would always hold him back and scold him, what happened today...

Unexpectedly, Li Yifu's wife changed the topic: "You can go, but I have a condition, you must entertain Teacher Kong well tonight.

Don't think that you are so great because you are the chairman of the president. Let me know that Teacher Kong has been treated poorly. You can wait to sleep on the floor tonight. "

Li Yifu: "..."

Lin Zhi, who had been holding Li Yifu's wife close by, smiled and smoothed things over when she saw this, "Auntie, Principal Li is a very nice person, why would he treat Teacher Kong so slowly?

If you are still worried, I will stay with Mr. Kong the whole time later to make sure he feels at home. "

Confucius and Mencius were taken aback: "Mr. Lin, you too... can you go?"

Lin Zhi glanced at Kong Meng: "Why, Teacher Kong thinks I'm not qualified to go?"

"Ah, that's not... I'm sorry." Kong Meng knew he had said something wrong.

However, he was also a little curious. [Ancient Prose League Association] only invited members of the association and the top ten teams of this poetry competition.

In addition, no matter how high your status is, the ancient prose salon will never open to the outside world, which is why so many literary workers dream of becoming members of the association.

"It's okay!" Lin Zhi smiled suddenly: "In normal times, I'm naturally not qualified to attend such a party, but today there is Principal Li!

As long as you follow Principal Li, I believe no one will stop you without opening your eyes, right, Principal Li? "

"Really? Can you take me there too?" It was Wu Qing who spoke.

She looked at Li Yifu expectantly and said, "I'm here to find Teacher Kong, he's going to a party, and I have nowhere to go..."

Li Yifu looked at Lin Zhi, then at Wu Qing, waved his hands and said, "Okay, since you both want to meet me, come with me, I just happen to have a few places in my hand..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Li Caifeng's loud voice interrupted him directly: "Wait, there is me, I am also Teacher Kong's student now.

Although I am not as literate as you young people, I also know that wherever the teacher goes, the students follow behind to serve me, so you must not stop me..."

Looking at Li Caifeng who would not let me go, Li Yifu: "..."

What did you promise yourself just now?I don't know if I can go back on my word now!

***
When Confucius and Mencius arrived at the entrance of the academic hall, Zhou Qianqian, Deng Yun, Long Aotian and his group had been waiting here for a long time.

Seeing Kong Meng, Long Aotian immediately stepped forward and handed him a huge trophy in his hand: "Teacher, this is yours."

Confucius and Mencius waved his hands quickly: "This is what you have obtained through hard work, you should keep it for yourself!"

Long Aotian didn't mean to take it back: "We have our own, this is specially for you."

"Ah?" Kong Meng was taken aback, and looked at the trophy curiously, only to see the words "To Kong Meng, the outstanding mentor of the championship team of Zhiyuan Middle School" written on the bottom of the trophy.

He couldn't help looking at Deng Yun: "Mr. Deng, this should belong to you, right? How did it become my name?"

He can't be blamed for being confused. There is only one mentor for the champion team. If he becomes himself, Deng Yun will have nothing to do.

Unexpectedly, Deng Yun smiled lightly: "Mr. Kong, I was a blessing to you. If it weren't for you, I'm afraid I would really miss out on being the champion mentor this time."

As he spoke, he turned his hand and miraculously took out another trophy from behind.

(End of this chapter)