Lu Xun said: "Brothers will be here after all the tribulations. When we meet, we will smile and forget our grudges."
Lu Xun said, Huh? This sentence is really what I said.
Now the calamity has been over, but in this classroom, brothers cannot become brothers, and grudges cannot be lost so easily.
In front of Li Qinzai, no matter whether he was a prince or a dandy from a duke or a noble family, his attitude must be as humble as dust when he wanted to study.
No matter when and where the teacher's dignity is, it should be as strong and stable as an eighteen-year-old boy in the morning.
The lesson Li Qinzai teaches today is two-digit division.
When Li Qinzai listed the formulas, the dandies even sighed and looked hopeless.
For this group of guys whose IQs are questionable, if they can recite the Nine-Nine Song and solve two-digit multiplications, they already feel that their IQs are incredible and they can look down on the world's brainless people.
He never expected that in Li Qinzai's eyes, they were actually mentally retarded.
After finally learning the multiplication of two-digit numbers, they were very proud of themselves and thought they had touched the ceiling of arithmetic. Mr. Li was about to teach them the study of objects. The principle of making fire from ice cubes particularly interested them.
Two-digit numbers, multiplication, and such complicated vertical cross calculations are all learned. Is there any more difficult knowledge in the world than this?
Li Qinzai told them with a contemptuous sneer that this is just the foundation of the foundation. If learning is like building a house, you are still digging holes without digging out the foundation.
"Division is the opposite of multiplication. For example, two times four equals eight, so what is eight divided by four?" Li Qinzai said with a smile on his face and he was tempting.
"Equal to four!" Shangguan Kun'er, the youngest, said without thinking.
Li Qinzai looked at him with a smile, not angry, not angry, this is his son's brother-in-law, theoretically the future family.
"The answer is wrong. As for why it is wrong, I don't want to tell you. Kun'er, go back and let your parents take the time to practice the trumpet." Li Qinzai said with a smile.
Looking around everyone with majestic eyes, Li Qinzai said solemnly: "Who else knows the correct answer?"
Qibizhen said loudly: "Equal to zero!"
Li Qinzai was shocked: "Come on, tell me how you got this answer?"
Qibi Zhen said: "'Zhu' means to kill. Eight people kill four people. Of course, they will be killed completely. No one will be left."
Li Qinzai was stunned for a long time and said nothing.
This brain circuit... I have to say I admire it.
"What about dividing eight by eight?" Li Qinzai asked unwillingly.
Qi Bizhen scratched her head: "It's a bit difficult, maybe there will be one left in the end?"
Li Qinzai was shocked. This kind of thinking actually made him get the correct answer...
The students who have the courage to answer the questions deserve praise. Although the answers are still debatable, the spirit is still very commendable.
Li Qinzai praised him out loud: "Good boy, get out and run around Zhuangzi five times."
Qi Bizhen said cheerfully: "Okay, it's easy to run around in circles, much easier than studying. Sir, please take good care of it."
After saying this, Qibizhen swooped out, her back looking very cheerful, like a deer that had accidentally eaten a poisonous mushroom and gone insane.
Li Qinzai suddenly felt a little regretful. He should have scolded him like a bastard and punished him by running laps. Otherwise, with his cheerful appearance, he probably thought that running laps was a reward for him, right?
Don't worry, I'll make it up when I come back after running.
"You...you should be able to see that running laps is not a reward for him, right?" Li Qinzai looked at everyone in the classroom anxiously.
"I can see that." Everyone nodded in unison, very well-behaved.
Li Qinzai breathed a sigh of relief and almost lost another ten points to the collective IQ of this group of dandies.
"Eight divided by four, who knows the correct answer?"
Li Sujie stood up and said tentatively: "Sir, it should be equal to two... right?"
Li Qinzai was greatly comforted. Li Sujie, the IQ ceiling of this class, relied on him to raise the average IQ of the whole class.
"The division of single digits is very simple. You can memorize Jiujiu Ge. If you reverse the answer of Jiujiu Ge and divide the product by any factor, the answer must be another factor..."
Li Sujie hesitated and said: "Sir, what is a 'cumulative number' and what is a 'factor'? I don't understand. Please enlighten me, sir."
Li Qinzai had to patiently explain the products and factors.
After the class, Li Qinzai was so tired that sweat was dripping from his back.
Teaching these guys who have almost zero basic knowledge is really tiring, and it takes five days of sunshine to make up for it.
Thinking of teaching them from the basics of Jiujiu Ge to high school level physics and even chemistry, Li Qinzai suddenly felt that life was meaningless.
Use ice cubes to make fire and set the classroom on fire. Hurry, I'm tired...
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In the middle of winter, sporadic light snow falls from the sky.
The villagers in Zhuangzi have been going out more frequently recently. Every household takes their family and family on an ox cart to the county town, and when they come back they happily buy all kinds of goods.
There were coarse cloths and turbid wine. Those whose families were a little rich would go to Taoist temples to burn incense and endure the pain and spend a few pennies to make merit.
Of course, money cannot be given away for free, so I knelt in front of the statue of Laojun and made a lot of wishes. From getting rich overnight to immortality. Anyway, Laojun had to do things for me after receiving the money, otherwise it would be a fraud.
After making their wishes, they left happily, as if they had reached a bilateral agreement on win-win cooperation with Laojun. After giving them a few pennies, Laojun accepted all their wishes.
That is to say, the bully Laojun seems to be unable to speak, unable to bargain, let alone slap them.
Looking at the bankers whose atmosphere was getting more and more joyous, Li Qinzai suddenly realized that it seemed like the New Year was about to begin.
After the autumn harvest, I stayed at Ganjingzhuang for several months without realizing it.
Li Qinzai has gradually become accustomed to living in Ganjing Village. He even has the illusion that he belongs to this Zhuangzi and should be here from birth to death.
The British government palace in Chang'an City was too big.
It's snowing today, not very heavy, and the sky and the earth are covered with a thin layer.
Li Qinzai was walking on the muddy and soft snow, carrying fishing rods, pickaxes, buckets and other tools in his hands.
Fishing in winter is actually very easy to catch. The last time he fished by the river was a failure, and Li Qinzai has always been worried about it.
He always felt that it wasn't his skills that were bad, but the tools that were faulty.
This time, the tools were much more complete. From fishing hooks to fishing lines and fishing baits, they were all high-end goods. I specially asked Bu Qu to buy them from a fishing tackle shop in Chang'an City, which cost a lot of money.
At this time, you should call Cui Jie over and let her squat beside you to witness with your own eyes how superb the fishing skills of the fifth young master of the Li family are.
The riverside is as quiet as before, with snowflakes falling in the howling cold wind. The sky and earth are vast and isolated from the world.
Walking to the Wei River, Li Qinzai suddenly found a person standing by the river.
She was wearing an ill-fitting coir raincoat, her small body was shrouded in a large coir raincoat, and she had a bamboo hat on her head. She was standing on the bank of the frozen river, staring at the river in a daze.
Next to her lay an exquisite snack box, which was also covered with a thick mattress, leaving only the outer layer of paint exposed.
Li Qinzai approached out of curiosity and found that she was Cui Jie.
Hearing the footsteps behind her, Cui Jie turned around. The moment she looked back, her stunned expression instantly turned into one full of joy.
"Are you here?" Cui Jie smiled slightly.
Li Qinzai pointed to the sky and then to the snow on the shore, and said in surprise: "Standing here on a snowy day blowing the wind, are you crazy?"