Dressed as the favorite of the three villain brothers

"Well~ Zai Zai, we are here to recite Qin Yuanchun, are you ready?" the Chinese teacher looked at Cen Nanqi and said with a gentle smile.

The students below are still a bit unaccustomed to the gentle appearance of the Chinese teacher. After all, the "bang" that the Chinese teacher said with a smile during Solitaire can make people froze for a while.

"Yeah." Cen Nanqi thought about it for a while, then nodded.

"Okay, let's start then." The Chinese teacher walked off the podium with a smile, and nodded in front of Cen Nanqi.

Cen Nanqi cast his gaze away, and said calmly:

In the cold autumn of independence, the Xiangjiang River goes north,

At the head of Juzizhou, you can see thousands of mountains red.

The forests are all dyed; the river is clear,

Hundreds of boats compete for the flow, and eagles strike the sky.

Fish fly in the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom.

怅寥 ,, ask the vast land, who is up and down?

Bringing a hundred lovers for a trip, recalling the long and sturdy years of the past.

The classmate is a young boy, with a magnificent vigor;

The book business is angry, and he lashes out at Fang Qiu.

Pointing the country, enthusiastic writing, the dung soil was ten thousand households back then.

Have you ever remembered that when you hit the water in the middle of the stream, the waves stop the boat?

————————From Chairman Mao's "Qinyuanchun·Changsha"

(Changsha, the provincial capital of Hunan, is the place where Mao Zedong studied and engaged in revolutionary activities in his early years. In December 1925, the revolutionary movement was flourishing. Under the leadership of the Communist Party of China, the national worker-peasant movement was on the rise, and the momentum of the revolution was extremely rapid. The May 12th Movement and the provincial and Hong Kong strikes that shocked the world also spread to more than a dozen provinces, and various forms of anti-imperialist and anti-feudal struggles are being carried out in full swing.) Sourced from Baidu.

小知识:五四运动和五卅运动的区别：1.时间不同，五四运动在1919年5月4日，五卅运动在1925年5月30日。2.参与的人群不同，五四运动参加的主要是青年学生和广大的中下阶层，五卅运动参与的主体是工人和商人为主。

Supplement: The above are all from Baidu.

The girl's voice was very clear, like the melting snow water on the top of the snow mountain in Tibet, it was clean and slightly cold.

Everyone was intoxicated by the voice, and it took a long time before the voice stopped to react.

"Mm, um, yes, sit down." The Chinese teacher waved his hand with a smile on his face, signaling Cen Nanqi to sit down.

When the teacher called for the next person, He Menglu bent slightly to Cen Nanqi's side and asked in surprise, "Aqi, I obviously haven't seen you recite it..."

"You've been reciting by my ear, so I'll remember it." Cen Nanqi raised his head, looked at He Menglu and said sincerely.

The truth is: learned but can not speak.

He Menglu: "..." Well, chatting with A Qi about studies will really envy you to death, and you will also be hit.

She has been reciting it all morning, and she can't guarantee that she won't get stuck at all.

After the three of them finished pumping, the bell rang for the end of get out of class.

The Chinese teacher returned to the podium and made a summary: "A total of two female students and one male student were selected. The girls are basically more proficient, and the boys are a bit stuck, but they can memorize it. I will recite it when I go back. Memorize, boys, don’t be lazy, especially the male student I just picked who didn’t memorize very smoothly, if you memorize more after class, I’ll pick you in the next class.”

"Okay, take a break after class, the first class is my class." The Chinese teacher left the classroom after finishing speaking.

As the teacher left the classroom, the classroom fell apart in an instant.

Those who eat breakfast eat breakfast, those who catch up with homework catch up with homework, those who endorse endorsements, those who chat with each other...

Cen Nanqi fell asleep on the table after class, and slept a little.

Seeing that A Qi was so sleepy, He Menglu didn't bother him, but was desperately reading.

Later, the poems will be stewed in chaos, so I can remember a little bit.

Jiang Taotao and Ge Ningxia in the back seat did not leave their seats, and the books were flipping through.

"Ring ring ring" the devil's class bell rang again, the Chinese teacher took the lesson plan, entered the classroom with a smile on his face, put the textbook on the podium, looked at the serious mouth of the students under the podium, and couldn't help but He smiled and asked, "Are you all ready?"

"Not yet!!" A voice came from a corner in the distance.

"Not yet?" The Chinese teacher repeated with a smile, turned around and sat down and said, "I'll give you another 5 minutes to memorize."

As soon as the voice fell, there was a dense sound of endorsement in the classroom.

The Chinese teacher looked up at the time on the wall, and tidied his watch boredly.

5 minutes have passed.

Seeing the Chinese teacher standing up, the students under the podium felt tense.

"Okay, the time is up, I'm going to start sending bombs now." The Chinese teacher stood up, glanced at the class, looked at Yu Shao and said: "Qing, take it from Lan, and Qing Yulan, next sentence."

Yu Shao thought quickly and replied: "Ice is made of water, but colder than water."

"Okay, pass." The Chinese teacher nodded in satisfaction and continued: "It's time for you to plant the bomb."

Then he looked at the students below jokingly and said: "Now, everyone who has a grudge to avenge, and who has a grievance to avenge, in my class, you can be more intense."

Yu Shao thought for a while, called Lu Zixuan's name, and began to plant bombs: "Mu Zhizhong rope, I thought it was a wheel."

Lu Zixuan also quickly replied: "The song is in the standard, although it is violent."

"Brother Shao, you're too obvious about letting Xuanxuan go~" some brothers booed.

"Okay, be quiet, go to Lu Zixuan to plant the bomb." The Chinese teacher on the podium smiled and controlled the field.

Lu Zixuan thought for a while, then called out to the man who had just made a fuss, and began to plant bombs: "Haohao is like Feng Xu Yufeng, but he doesn't know where he will stop."

"Wow, Xuanxuan, you are so ruthless." The man heard that it was not the poem in this article, stood up and complained.

"Hurry up." The Chinese teacher didn't give him time to ink.

That man paused for a moment, and began to think with his brain divergent, vaguely, and then immediately said: "Piao Piao hu... Piao Piao hu, what is Piao Piao hu?"

"Bang" the Chinese teacher's red lips opened, and he asked Lu Zixuan to call the next one. He glanced at a few flippers, and quickly warned: "Those flippers, warn once, close quickly, or the next one will be the next one!" Just call you guys."

It was the first time Cen Nanqi saw such a wonderful game, and his brain was much clearer, and he didn't feel sleepy any more. He watched them come and go with great interest.

Situ Haoyuan looked at the girl's raised face, and followed the girl's line of sight to the person who was going to plant the bomb.

When the eyes of the two met, the eyes of the person who planted the bomb lit up a little. It happened that he didn't know who to bomb, so let Hao Yuan, Hao Yuan looked at him, maybe he wanted him to call him.

"Situ Haoyuan." The man called Situ Haoyuan's name.

Situ Haoyuan froze for a moment, then stood up.

The Chinese teacher said with a smile on the podium: "Plant the bomb."