Chapter Fifteen (2) Teacher's Life

  The flying smoke drifted past the corner of her head, and she saw her opponent - Xiao Bingxue, the Sword God Chu Yuzhen.

  Chu Yuqing has a delicate face, beautiful to the extreme, as if there is not a single flaw on her body. The oval-shaped classical beauty's face, high nose bridge, regular red lips, and slender neck. Wearing a snow-white school uniform without any impurities.

  The school uniform of Quyi Guizu Middle School can actually be modified by oneself. As for Chu Yuzheng, it seems that she has removed the pink parts and is wearing a pure white one.

  Slender figure, thin waist.

  Although she hasn't grown up yet, it's undeniable that she is absolutely the future beauty, now a classical little beauty. However, on Chu Yuzhen's body, there will always be a kind of icy feeling to the extreme, and the name of Little Ice Snow Sword God is not called false.

  The flying smoke is a combination of charm and purity, the enchanting magic of the mysterious fox is invincible.

  Chu Yu Qing was pure and icy cold, a small Snow Goddess Sword that could seal off ten miles even without being unsheathed.

  Two girls who were complete opposites stood on the lawn of Quyi Aristocratic Middle School.

  "My restless heart has nothing to do with you." Qu Feiyan responded coldly to Chu Yuqing. As for Chu Yuqing, Qu Feiyan didn't have any good feelings towards him.

  The confrontation between the two girls was so intense that it even scared off a male teacher and some male students who were passing by, and none of them dared to come forward to stop them.

  "Hmph." Qu Feiyan wasn't as cold as Chu Yuqing, after all. They had been staring at each other for a long time, and she found it hard to bear the tension on her face. With a sudden cold snort, she turned and left.

  In terms of a cold face, Pak Kyeok's face is still no match for Chu Yu Qing, the Little Ice Snow God Sword.

  Junior High School Year 1 Class A, Classroom.

  Lin Xing walked into the classroom with a lesson plan in his hand.

  "Today's lesson is Fan Jinzhong's success in the imperial examination." Lin Xingbai walked up to the podium and said.

  Under the rostrum, all is silent as a crow.

  There are twenty-nine girls and three boys in Class A of the first year of high school. Lin Xingbai stood here looking at them, because the weather is warming up now, so the girls are wearing less and thinner clothes, no longer the winter clothes they used to wear, so it looks like this, the girls are quite cute and well-behaved.

  Standing on the podium, Lin Xingbai couldn't help but sigh that being a teacher is not bad these days, especially being a teacher at a noble middle school. Because in this kind of school, the quality of female students generally won't be too poor, and those with good qualities will dress up, making them look quite pleasing to the eye.

  He withdrew his gaze, and Lin Xingbai began to lecture. The female students below were too young, only 14 or 15 years old. Just looking at them was enough; if he really wanted to get involved with a male teacher and female student, it would be too criminal. However, Lin Xingbai still felt regretful.

  No way, these days' girls, due to good nutrition, as a result one by one, although only fourteen or fifteen years old, but developed quite well, tender and green, if changed into some kind of lolicon pervert, will definitely shout "ah, so refreshing".

  Lin Xingbai began to lecture: "Fan Jin returned home from school, and his mother and wife were both delighted. Just as they were about to cook dinner, Fan's father-in-law, Hu Tu, walked in with a pair of large intestines and a bottle of wine in hand. Fan Jin made a bow to him and sat down..."

  Fan Jinzhong's success in the imperial examination is an article excerpted from "The Scholars", which belongs to the Qing Dynasty, so it is also placed in this column of ancient articles, and is considered as one of Lin Xingbai's teaching materials.

  "Rulin waishi is a very interesting book." At this time, the class had already gone halfway through, and Lin Xingbai had started to talk about Fan Jinzhong's promotion. As a result, he dragged on and on, dragging the whole Rulin waishi into it: "Although the plot of Rulin waishi does not have a main thread, there is a central theme that runs throughout, which is to oppose the harm of the imperial examination system and feudal etiquette, satirizing the extreme hypocrisy and bad social customs caused by enthusiasm for wealth and fame."

  Lin Xingbai picked up the whole "The Scholars" and then began to analyze Fan Jin's success in the imperial examination.

  It is indeed shallow in and deep out, deep in and shallow out.

  On the blackboard, Lin Xingbai had already written down the names of several characters, namely Fan Jin, Hu Tu, and Village Neighbor. Then, Lin Xingbai analyzed each of their characteristics one by one.

  The story of "The Scholars" is quite ordinary, but when told by Lin Xingbai, it has a rather interesting flavor, so that the thirty-two students in the hall below listened with great relish.

  While many students were listening with great interest, Lin Xingbai glanced at the watch on his wrist and found that it was almost time for class to be over. Lin Xingbai said: "Okay, Fan Jinzhong's middle school will stop here, and next lesson we'll talk about Chatou."

  "Although there is no Liaozhai in the textbook, however, Liaozhai and The Scholars are both from the Qing Dynasty, so they have some connection. Lin Xingbai smiled: "As for what story to tell from Liaozhai, you decide over the next few days, and I'll come back to tell it."

  Undoubtedly, the story of Liaozhai is much stronger than that of Confucian Forest. When Teacher Lin said this, the students below burst into a loud murmur. Previously, no one had heard of any classical Chinese teacher lecturing on something not in the textbook, let alone Liaozhai.

  The students in the classroom below shouted in unison: "Tell us about Nie Xiaoqian from the Strange Stories from a Chinese Studio."

  Although there were other voices, undoubtedly, Nie Xiaoqian got the most votes.

  Lin Xingbai smiled: "Give me an answer tomorrow and see if it's about Nie Xiaoqian."

  "Alright, today's lesson ends here." Lin Xingbai said. As soon as Lin Xingbai finished speaking, the bell rang to signal the end of class.

  It's great, the power of grasping time has increased, and now it's time to get off work. Lin Xingbai thought to himself as he picked up his lesson plan and headed towards the office. Lin Xingbai currently had very few classes, only teaching one class, the junior high school third grade A class, so after finishing this lesson, there were no more classes left to teach today.

  Out of the classroom, outside the classroom, blue sky, green grass, warm sunshine.

  Lin Xingbai walked to the lake in Quyi Middle School, lay down on the grass by the lake, and started sunbathing. While sunbathing, he pulled out a copy of "Liaozhai" from his bag and began reading it, which was still quite interesting.

  More than fifty years ago, Lin Xingbai was watching.

  It was just that at the time, due to various reasons, my father didn't let me add it to my reading list for various reasons including living conditions, and I never finished reading this "Liaozhai". Now continuing to read is not bad either.