"At first glance, A is wrong, so rule it out; B and C are also wrong, isn't the answer D?"

"Is this question difficult?"

The students were dumbfounded, and they all froze in place, their heads buzzing.

Where do I come from?Where are you going again?

Where is the source of the universe?What is the meaning of life?

But then.

The head teacher started singing again.

"Why are you all looking at me? I have writing on my face? Hurry up and read the paper!"

The whole class fainted collectively, and the old class broke out completely.

"Why are you pulling your face?"

"Eat everything without leaving anything, learn everything you can't!"

"..."

broadcast here.

The picture seems to be selected at double speed, playing fast.

The old class stopped talking, just turned around and kept writing on the blackboard.

In just a few blinks, the blank blackboard was covered with function formulas, making people dizzy.

It wasn't until a rapid bell sounded that the screen returned to normal speed.

"Ringlingling...it's time for get out of class to end, teacher, you've worked hard!"

The bell just rang.

The old class on the stage said calmly.

"After finishing this question, get out of class will be over."

But the students in the audience sighed together, as if they were expressing a silent resistance.

Seeing that the students were impatient, the expression on the old class's face was so gloomy that it was about to drip water.

"You think I'd like to talk more, don't you?"

"When you enter the university and enter the society, you will know that I am for you!"

talking.

The head teacher paused, and continued in a tone of extreme disappointment.

"You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!"

····

The screen stopped abruptly.

The audience was also stunned by the teacher's last sentence, whether they were young or old, they were all stunned for a while.

It was as if the teacher who impressed me the most in my memory suddenly appeared in front of me, and said to myself in a deep voice.

"You are the worst class of students I have ever taught!"

After a few minutes.

All the talents came to their senses and sent barrages one after another.

"Now I just want to ask my physical education teacher and many sub-subject teachers why they are so weak and sick."

"Hahaha, I laughed so hard."

"I'm a little confused now, it feels like my old class is standing in front of me and giving me a lesson."

"Exactly! I was quite happy to watch it at first. Especially when I saw the chalk head scene, I couldn't help laughing, because our Chinese teacher can be accurate by throwing the chalk head. I once suspected that she came from Tangmen. But when I saw the end, I suddenly felt uneasy."

"It turned out that the beginning was all foreshadowing, and it was not until the end that today's theme was pointed out. Isn't the worst class of students the Beat Generation? It seems that Yangshi is going to criticize the post-00s."

"I don't think it's right. My teacher also told me this sentence. I'm born in the 80s..."

"My teacher also told us that I am born in the 90s."

"What the hell, what happened? After a long time, it turns out that everyone is the worst class of students, the Beat Generation?"

"Stop, stop, the hero of this issue should be the teacher who teaches and educates people, right?"

"I think it should be, set up a three-foot platform and work hard for four seasons. The teachers are definitely heroes!"

····

The audience talked a lot and seemed a little confused.

But Zhang Shuangjiang, the director of the studio in the studio, his eyes lit up, and he asked the deputy director Chu Tian beside him.

"Old Chu."

"Guess, what is Qin Yu's purpose in making this short story?"

Chu Tian stroked his chin and pondered for a moment.

"The heroic subject to be talked about is most likely not a teacher. This teacher should be a metaphor, referring to the group that says the post-00s are the Beat Generation."

"And the various performances of the students, such as desertion, not being serious in class, etc., are a symbol of being accused by people, and they are small problems of the Beat Generation."

"emmm..."

"According to my understanding, Xiao Qin should tell everyone that the problems of the post-00s are not that serious? Every generation has problems of every generation."

Chu Tian stared at the screen closely, as if doing a reading comprehension question, and expressed his opinion.

"Hahaha, you are indeed my deputy director, do you still have two brushes?"

Zhang Shuangjiang patted Chu Tian on the shoulder and praised him.

"I said Lao Zhang."

"Why do you have to bite the adverb so hard? Is it a compliment or a detriment to me?"

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