There are less than ten teachers in total. Canglong said to the monitor he chose sitting in the front row: "When the other teachers come, you can tell them that I will take some of them to work."
The monitor was a bit timid. He thought Canglong was going to ask him where all these people had gone, but he didn't know how to answer. However, he didn't expect that Canglong was not asking this question. It seemed that Teacher Cang knew very well that these students would skip class. , he couldn't help but wonder, could someone leak the secret?
But that's not right, because the decision to skip class collectively was a temporary decision, not a premeditated decision. Otherwise, there wouldn't be nine people left in Class 9 to hold on to the situation.
The remaining students all thought that Canglong would be furious. After all, this was his first lesson. The others were all wary and were clearly planning to slap him in the face. However, they did not expect that Canglong would be very calm, and there was even a faint smile on his face. Smile.
"But...but...but, teacher, this...this...is this okay? Other teachers won't believe it either." The monitor murmured.
"You all stay here honestly. I will get them all back before the preparation bell rings." Canglong said confidently, which made other students suddenly feel strange. So many people are They left separately. Teacher Cang is so powerful, how could he possibly find them?
Even if they were found, it would be impossible to bring them back without one or two classes. After all, these are twenty-three people, not twenty-three things.
The rest of the people also wanted to know what ability Canglong had to bring all the classmates back, so the squad leader stopped talking and stuttered: "I...I...I'll wait, and... ..Tell the teachers.”
I walked out of the classroom and looked at the time. There were only a few minutes until class. A teacher had already moved in with a stool. He had at least ten minutes to use before the bell was ready.
He was not angry at the students' behavior because it was all within his expectations. When he arrived in the classroom in the morning and saw that none of them were late and were there honestly, Canglong knew what they must be planning. If Tell me what kind of tricks the students have in their hearts.
When he walked to the playground, he saw the head of the school's security department holding a walkie-talkie and standing on the playground pacing left and right, as if he was worried about something. When he saw Canglong walking over, he immediately put down the walkie-talkie in his hand and said: "Teacher Cang, Will your method work?"
"Waiting." Canglong just replied calmly.
The security section chief didn't believe it, but he still waited obediently with Canglong. He took out a pack of Yuxi and asked, "Does Teacher Cang smoke?"
"Thank you." Canglong shook his head, so the security section chief started to smoke. The students saw Canglong's behavior from the teacher, but they didn't know what he wanted to do. Why didn't he go find someone, but talked to the security guard? The section chief stayed in the playground and smoked.
"You can't coddle these students. Those who deserve to be scolded must be scolded, and those who deserve to be beaten must be beaten." The head of the security department said while smoking. "Like when we were studying, the teacher would kick us if we disobeyed. Either he was caught and slapped a few times, but it is still unforgettable to this day."
Canglong didn't say anything. He didn't agree with what the security section chief said, but he didn't refute his words. After all, every era has its own rules, but he would definitely not apply this to his own students.
"Look, you were so relaxed with them during military training. They didn't remember your feelings and would immediately come to your rescue. Now is an example. This is China. You can't always use foreign methods.
You have to understand the public sentiment in China." The security section chief gave a long speech with a lot of his opinions, but Canglong doubted whether he would dare to beat up the students in Class 9, especially those with backgrounds.
It's just that he naturally wouldn't say this, not because he was afraid of offending the security section chief, but because there was no need.
The security section chief was talking non-stop, and when he was about to continue talking, he only heard a burst of noise from the intercom, and then a voice came from inside: "Chief Liu, everything is blocked."
"What?" Section Chief Liu was surprised at first, and then looked at Cang Long in disbelief, "Is everything blocked?"
"That's right. One of them ran away. She was a female student. She was taken away by someone in a car. They couldn't catch up." A voice came from the intercom.
"Take them all back to the playground." Section Chief Liu said loudly.
"We'll be there soon. Teacher Cang is really amazing." A voice came from inside, which was obviously the school's security guard.
Section Chief Liu put away the walkie-talkie, put out his cigarette butts, gave Cang Long a thumbs up, and said, "Teacher Cang is really clever. How do you know their only route and how do you know they will skip class?"
"Secret!" Canglong smiled but said nothing. He had already prepared for the people from the security department to block the students on their way to skip class.
This is not because Canglong can figure things out, but because he understands the personalities of these students, plus he is a killer and has a special understanding of the entire school environment. This is also due to their personalities and the student information Jin Peng gave him.
, he roughly judged where the students would climb over the wall and leave the school, or leave the school openly.
The security section chief was a little unhappy when Canglong didn't say anything, but he didn't dare to get angry. After a while, the students were all taken to the playground. They all looked at Canglong in surprise, as if they didn't understand how he knew they would skip class.
And outside the wall, people from the security department were waiting for them.
Even Yun Feiyang couldn't get out of the security room at the main entrance with the counterfeit leave slip. Now, all of them were as dejected as the defeated roosters. Canglong didn't say anything to them, but just took them all back.
In the classroom, the preparation bell just rang.
The teachers also entered the classroom one by one. When they saw the people from Class 9 sitting neatly on their seats, they all looked at each other, as if they couldn't believe the scene in front of them, but they had to believe it, as if they had already
As if he knew this.
But the keen ones immediately noticed that there was one missing person in the corner. After checking the sequence of the students in Class Nine, they all laughed. This person was none other than Wang Jiao, the most difficult student in Class Nine.
"Attend class."
"stand up."
"Hello teacher."
"sit down."
After a while, the principal and Director Yan also came. The teachers sat in a row at the back, some holding pens and paper, and some holding nothing.
"Teacher Cang, what is this?" the principal said, looking at the empty table.
"Absent from class." Canglong was not prepared to hide it. It was obvious that most of the teachers in the school knew about this matter, but no one told him. They wanted to see his joke, but Canglong minimized the impact of this joke.
The principal nodded but didn't say anything, while Director Yan had a serious look on his face, as if he was very dissatisfied. According to his opinion, Canglong had someone absent from class on the first day of class, so this teacher must be very incompetent.
But Canglong didn't care what Director Yan thought, he just continued to take his class, but he didn't even open the textbook, he just took off his black-rimmed glasses and put them on the podium, and said slowly: "Can any of you tell me,
What is history?”
The students looked at each other in confusion. When Canglong first came to Class 9, he taught them a profound lesson, and Canglong also talked about history.
"The bones of a country, the soul of a country." Someone translated Canglong's words.
"It is the process of social development."
"It is the record of past facts and the facts of the past."
"It is the development process and evolution of nature and society, as well as the traces of past experiences and deeds."
The students with better grades answered one after another, while the students with poor grades secretly took out their mobile phones, searched for explanations about history, and followed the instructions.
"What you said is all right, but none of it is right." Cang Long signaled them to be quiet and said.
However, his words caused all the students to talk about it. Everything they called was correct, and everything they called it was wrong? Even the teacher behind him didn't know what kind of medicine was sold in Canglong Gourd. If he didn't go to the main class,
But talking about history here is a waste of time.
"The reason why I say you are right is because history is the past. Everything in the past is considered history, but it is defined differently in everyone's mind. But I say you are wrong because of the answers you gave.
, are not the answers in your own minds, because you don’t understand the meaning of your words at all, you just follow the script and never understand these things." Canglong said unceremoniously.
The students suddenly became angry one by one, even some students with good grades, because Canglong's words were too arbitrary, and the teachers behind him were even talking about it. Only the principal remained calm and still had that kind smile on his face.
"Are you not convinced?" Canglong smiled, "Then let me tell you, in fact, history has no answer."
"No answer?" The students were all confused, and even the teacher was confused. There are so many things recorded in history books, why is it said that history has no answer?
"History lies in people. When you see history, you see the past. It is like having a mirror for us to refer to, allowing more comedies to be staged and fewer tragedies to occur. From your perspective, the future will be
It belongs to you, and you will also be the ones who create history, but first you must learn history well, understand the unforgettable tragedies that have happened in history, understand those once glorious eras, understand why such tragedies happened, and understand why that era
There will be great prosperity, and when everyone comes into contact with history, their understanding will be different according to your values. Therefore, history can be defined as the past, but the past cannot be defined as our present answer, because in the future we will also become
History, although future generations may not remember us, although they may not be able to learn about us from books, we are still changing the times and creating history. This is an answer that has no answer. What is history, there is no answer.
Things need to be explored and pursued by us instead of defining, standardizing or conceptualizing them." Canglong finished all the words in one breath.
For a moment, the entire Class Nine fell into silence. What echoed in their minds was Cang Long's last words, to explore and pursue, rather than to define, standardize, or conceptualize it.
"First of all, you must know what history is before you can learn history. Do you understand it now?" Canglong asked.
The students looked at each other one by one, and finally shook their heads collectively.
"It's okay if you don't know. There is no answer, but you can always learn some things that interest you in history. Okay, let's open the first lesson of the book now and give you ten minutes to read the first lesson.
I'll give you ten minutes to think about the content, and then tell me what you saw." After Canglong finished speaking, he also started reading.
This left both the students and the teacher speechless. The students were speechless because Teacher Cang actually asked them to watch it by themselves. The teacher was speechless because what was the difference between this and self-study?
But none of them could have imagined that in the twenty minutes after thinking about it, the history class of Class 9 was the most vivid class. The students used what they knew to understand some things in history. After Canglong guided and explained
, I easily understood the key points of the entire first lesson and drew inferences from one example.
This made the teacher sitting in the back unable to believe that although what the students understood was somewhat inconsistent with the standard answers in the book, there was not much difference, and they all remembered it in their own minds instead of Canglong asking them to