Teaching these little bastards is a very difficult task. The little bastards’ minds are very active. Unfortunately, this activity is not used in their studies. Instead, they diverge and go astray in various ways.
Sometimes even Li Qinzai went astray without realizing it, so often in the middle of the class, there would be a lot of chaos in the classroom, either the little bastards were running around, or Li Qinzai was yelling curses.
"A long time ago, a very idle man was sitting under an apple tree. A ripe apple happened to fall and hit the man on the head. The man was thinking about why the apple fell straight down instead of up to the sky.
With the wind,"
"When this question appeared in his mind, the entire human civilization took a big step forward, and a new subject called 'physics' was born..."
Li Qinzai was talking eloquently, but Li Sujie couldn't help but interrupt: "Sir, are you the one who was hit by the apple?"
Li Qinzai was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "It's not me."
Li Sujie showed eyes that seemed to understand everything, and said excitedly: "I heard from my father that your husband should be a disciple of the Mohist school, and the knowledge he teaches should also be of the Mohist school."
"The so-called 'physics' was also proposed by Mr. So, the person who was hit by the apple must be Mr.'s fellow disciple, right?"
Li Qinzai opened his mouth and found that he was speechless.
It would be great to use such a rich imagination in learning.
The disciples below were excited when they heard this. They were all so excited that they all whispered to each other.
"If sir is a disciple of the Mohist family, then we should also be disciples of the Mohist family, right?"
"Sir is so powerful, I don't know how talented his fellow disciples are..."
"Don't talk nonsense. The Mohist family has hidden itself deeper than the monks. Unless the world is in chaos, the Mohist disciples will not be born. Sir, maybe he is a special case. After all, he is the grandson of the Ying Gong. He can't hide it even if he wants to."
"That's right, the more I think about it, the more it makes sense. No wonder you are not keen on fame and fortune. No wonder you disdain to live in the blossoming city of Chang'an. You insist on living in Zhuangzi. It turns out to be the nature of Mohist disciples."
"Mr. has a calm nature and lives in seclusion in the city. He is much better than those shameless people who deliberately live in Zhongnan Mountain for fame and reputation and take shortcuts."
Li Qinzai rubbed his forehead and waved his hand toward the classroom: "Shut up, you guys are thinking too much. Physics is physics. This subject has nothing to do with the Mohist school."
Li Sujie showed a clear look in his eyes again: "Sir, my disciple understands. Physics is a science that must be studied in the world and must not be taught to outsiders without the permission of fellow students."
"In order to benefit the common people, sir, you still teach this knowledge. Of course, you cannot admit that it is related to the Mohist school, otherwise the Mohist school may come out to clean up the family..."
The disciples below were shocked when they heard this, and then looked at Li Qinzai with excitement and admiration.
Qibi Zhen stood up and said angrily: "No matter what sect, anyone who dares to attack you is an enemy of my Qibi family!"
Li Sujie and Li Xian also said excitedly: "They are also enemies of our Tang Heavenly Family!"
All the disciples responded one after another, and the crowd was furious for a moment, as if they had seen someone putting a knife on Li Qinzai's neck.
Seeing the chaotic classroom, Li Qinzai was dumbfounded, angry and moved at the same time: "What the hell are you..."
The youth that seems so similar, so hot-blooded and perfect.
The classroom was in chaos. It was obvious that this introductory physics class was not going to be successful. Everyone was already immersed in their own imaginations.
In order to benefit the common people, the teacher taught the world his peerless knowledge regardless of his own safety. Then he was hunted down by his classmates. In order to protect the teacher, the second grade students did not hesitate to start a war...
The more I thought about it, the more excited I became, wishing that two members of the Mo family would show up right now and let everyone have a try.
Li Qinzai sighed helplessly: "Whether I am hunted down by my fellow disciples or not, for the sake of taking the risk to teach the world my peerless knowledge, you...at least learn the peerless knowledge first, right?"
Li Sujie waved her hand: "It's not important! The important thing is to protect Mr.!"
Li Qinzai turned his face: "It's very important! Sit down and be obedient in class. I'm going to try my best to influence you little cuties with love. Don't force me to use the whip."
After a cold shout, the middle school students woke up from their dream, and everyone suddenly realized that they were still in class, and their teacher was still the same vicious teacher, and they seemed to have just experienced a bloody battle to protect their teacher, and they were still teenagers when they returned.
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In the evening, Li Qinzai sat in the yard and polished a pair of white jade mahjong tiles with his own hands.
Mahjong has gradually become popular in Chang'an City. Nowadays, everyone from Li Zhi to peddler and pawn will invite relatives and friends to play mahjong in their spare time.
As the inventor of mahjong, it is really unreasonable that he does not have a pair of mahjong at home.
Besides, the big-bellied woman at home is bored every day, so we should really find some entertainment for her.
When a woman becomes bored, there will be trouble in the family. Li Qinzai, who has lived for two lifetimes, knows this truth very well. Therefore, the pregnant woman cannot be left idle. She must be occupied at all times so that she will not cause trouble for the men in the family.
Mahjong is so good. It can train both the brain and the hands. After a day of playing, you can achieve all kinds of exercise.
Cui Jie sat next to Li Qinzai, curiously watching him polish each piece, and occasionally helped out with a small favor, passing a glass of water, stuffing snacks and so on.
The couple was busy working in the yard, and there was a sense of tranquility in the time.
"Husband, I heard that a profiteer has opened a shop in Chang'an City, specializing in mahjong tiles. There are bamboo, wooden, and jade tiles. The business is booming." Cui Jieyue said, getting angrier and said: "Obviously it's ours
Why should outsiders make money from your stuff? My husband just doesn’t care about it?"
Li Qinzai said without raising his head: "No matter what, let Ah Si kill his whole family tomorrow. Anyone who dares to sell mahjong tiles in the future will be killed without mercy!"
Cui Jie chuckled and pushed him: "It's not serious! It's not that serious. You sell our things without saying hello. There is no reason in the world. I have asked Ah Si to take people there.
Go to Chang'an City and have a chat with the shopkeeper who doesn't know how to live or die."
As she spoke, Cui Jie's eyes burst out with murderous intent: "If you eat everything from me, spit it out for me. If you dare to get your hands on the things in the Hou Mansion, you really don't want your life."
Li Qinzai smiled. This woman is usually gentle and gentle, but she still has a bit of power when she looks like a mistress. A high-end mansion needs such a mistress to control her. It is more effective than the stone lion at the door.
Cui Jie seemed to remember something again and said: "By the way, I heard from the story that my husband's new friend seems to have caused trouble again..."