Chapter 29 Asking for Trouble
On Sunday afternoon, Cheng A returned to school early.
Mainly want to escape family's endless care and little brother's side attacks that are hard to defend against 'traps'.
He did 50 push-ups and sat on the ground, letting out a long breath. His hand was fine, just as Lao Gao had said, without any aftereffects.
Took the book from the bedside table, grabbed the coat on the quilt, and headed to class...
"Uh..." Seeing the neat and new desk and tidy textbooks, Cheng A was momentarily stunned.
"Who is it after all?" This was a question that lingered in my mind throughout the entire winter break, and I thought it would gradually fade away, but only now did I realize how clear it was.
Walking around the classroom, the cleanliness of the school flower... the cleanliness of the excellent student... the cleanliness of Shu Ye... the cleanliness of Lin Si Jun... forget about Jiang Ai Zi, she always looks like a boy, don't expect her desk to be clean.
"Who is it after all?" The school flower sat at her desk, stroking her chin in puzzlement.
"Hey! Why are you here so early?" Just as Cheng A was looking worried, the school beauty's voice came from behind him in the direction of the classroom door.
"Uh... you're up early too!" He quickly moved his butt from her desk, "I didn't mean to sit there!"
"Hehe, sit down, it doesn't affect anything." The school flower didn't mind.
"Uh...I'll just go back to my seat." Cheng A returned to his seat with a guilty conscience.
"Uh-huh!" The school flower responded lightly, then took out an English book and began to study intently.
"Uh, that... Yang Yi..."
"What's wrong?" The school flower turned around and looked at Cheng A with confusion.
"That...that...after school on Friday afternoon, did you go back to the classroom?"
"What's wrong?"
"Uh...do you know who made it in the end?"
"I saw you didn't come back to lock the door, so I just locked it for you."
"Oh, that... I had something to attend to so I left early" said A with a sheepish scratch of the head.
"Hehe, I saw you walking with Yan Qian and the others. I was going to call out to you, but seeing how happily you were chatting, I didn't." The school flower said with a understanding tone.
"Hehe... Hehehe... Thank you."
"No need to be polite. In the future, if you have something that can't be carried all the way, just let me know and I'll carry it for you since my home is nearby."
"Uh...alright then."
It's actually best when men and women have a vague feeling, both know it but neither will say it out loud. A smile that meets in the heart, an unspoken understanding of something, even a furrowed brow over a difficult problem can catch each other's attention.
Unspoken love is like both parties secretly pining for each other, a little ambiguous, a little tearful, a little reluctant to part ways... Like taking a sip of poison that won't get you addicted, but you can't forget its taste. As time goes by, you'll gradually forget, but in a certain familiar scene, the memory will be triggered again, and it's like replaying a movie where all the dusty memories slowly become clear...
As a master of calligraphy, Wang Xizhi had a profound impact on the world of calligraphy and was hailed as a saint of calligraphy. His work "Ping An Tie" was sold at an auction for 308 million yuan, setting another record price for ancient paintings and calligraphy.
"Wow!" Everyone who heard it couldn't help but exclaim in surprise that just a few words could be sold for so much money.
"At that time, he himself may not have thought that his works would be so sought after in later generations. This is what is meant by 'rarity makes something precious'. If one day you become famous, maybe the draft paper you scribbled on in class today could be worth a fortune. Of course, those classmates who write oracle bones are another story..."
"Hahaha..." Brother Glasses hadn't even finished speaking before a burst of laughter erupted.
"This shouldn't be oracle bone script, I wonder what price it will sell for in a thousand years?" Looking at the two characters "Yang Yi" written on the draft paper, secretly pondering what price would be suitable... In YY...
"It's hopeless..." Zhuang B saw Cheng A staring at the two words he wrote, and patted his forehead with a "my god" expression.
"Chinese characters are the essence of our Chinese nation's 5,000-year history. Unlike English and numbers, they are not simple to learn. To truly master and use Chinese characters is undoubtedly a challenge for all of you students." Seeing everyone's disbelieving expressions, Glasses Brother continued to say
"Don't simply think that being able to recognize, write and make sentences is the essence of learning Chinese characters, what you've learned is only superficial!"
"What is the essence of Chinese characters, then?" Tang Minghuang, a problem expert in class who was always proud of creating problems for teachers, lived up to his reputation as "problem expert" and fearlessly fired at the authority of Glasses Brother.
This sudden outburst of laughter drew everyone's attention, even the sleepy "dragging party" in the back row (a new term coined by Glasses Brother for those who were lagging behind after the final exams) perked up. Everyone was waiting to see Glasses Brother make a fool of himself, because every time Tang Daran asked a question, it was always sharp and piercing, getting to the heart of the matter, and almost every teacher had been stumped by his questions at some point.
Let's see how Glasses Brother responds to this sudden attack...
At this time, the expression of the glasses brother was quite disappointing to everyone. He didn't show the panic and confusion that people had imagined, nor did he get angry and want to go crazy. His expression was very calm, with a bit of the attitude described in Chairman Mao's "Six Words Poem for Comrade Peng Dehuai" - "Who dares to stand in my way? I am General Peng!"
Spectacles brother is calm... But everyone else is in a mess...
Every time it comes to the crucial moment, wearing B is the infallible trick of Glasses Brother. The more anxious everyone gets, the calmer he becomes. Until everyone is on the verge of going crazy with anxiety... he slowly opens his mouth... At this point, our Cheng A shoes really want to stuff a shoe that has been worn out into his mouth, and he thinks that the thoughts of all the shoes must be the same as his...
"The essence of Chinese characters, as the name suggests, is the quintessence of our Chinese characters. And what is this quintessence? It's the result of 5,000 years of fermentation in history, and then another 5,000 years of sedimentation, after which the impurities are removed, leaving behind just a tiny bit - that's the essence! Got it?" Glasses Brother asked slowly, shaking his head from side to side, after using the phrase "as the name suggests" twice, looking at the bewildered crowd.
"Understood..." The crowd replied in unison, as if they had been hypnotized and were also confused by the profound "circling" technique of Glasses Brother, which had led them into a state of being named but not understood.
"Alright, since everyone understands now, I'll assign today's homework. Each of you will copy a piece by Wang Xizhi, the content is not limited, and after copying, write a 'post-writing reflection' with more than 5000 words, using standard language and proper vocabulary. If it doesn't meet these three requirements, just trying to fill up the word count, making sentences carelessly, or writing like oracle bones, I won't do anything about it, but you'll have to redo it until I'm satisfied!"
After uttering this "ruthless remark", Glasses Brother floated away...
"...". Everyone finally came back to their senses at this time, you look at me I glare at you...
Everyone has the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting their own foot.
"Damn it!"
Everyone held their breath for half a day and finally collectively squeezed out a Chinese character with epoch-making significance...
