Zhao Qiang had to let Wang Yuxi ravage him all afternoon, and then he entered the second class in a daze. There was no way, no matter whether the content in the book was useful or not, Wang Yuxi stuffed it all in one after another.
In Zhao Qiang's head, Zhao Qiang originally had very clear ideas, but now it seems that his ideas have become distorted.
After washing his face in the bathroom, Zhao Qiang walked into the classroom of Class 2. Seeing that the students of Class 2 were laughing and chatting about something, Zhao Qiang walked up to the podium, knocked on the table lightly with his hand, and
After calming down, he said softly: "Class will begin in five minutes. People from Durham Palace Middle School will come to attend the class in five minutes. I don't expect anyone to behave unexpectedly, as long as class is as usual
Just the same."
"Wow, they are coming soon? I'm so nervous!"
"Those Krauts don't have any different orientations?"
"Teacher Zhao, have you seen them? Are there any handsome guys?"
"..."
Zhao Qiang shook his head and chuckled, and said: "I told you to just act like normal. Germans are also human beings. Except for their white faces, special color of hair, and colored contact lenses in their eyes, the rest is no different from us Chinese.
Don't treat them as celebrities that attract much attention, and don't treat them as giant pandas. Just treat them as you treat your classmates." Politeness is a must. China is a country of etiquette! But even so.
, then you can’t let others look down on you, right? Therefore, treating others peacefully is the best solution.
"Hey, I understand, that's called... being distracted, not listening to what's going on outside the window, and only reading the books of sages, right?" Jin Boyou said with a smile.
"Shit!" Zhao Qiang curled his lips mercilessly and criticized: "Classmate Jin Boyou, if I remember correctly, you ranked sixth from the bottom in the class in this midterm exam? If you can really do two ears, when will you do it?"
I don’t listen to what’s going on outside the window and only read the books of sages. Tomorrow I will go to worship Buddha and burn incense to thank the Bodhisattva for appearing!”
"Hahahaha..." The class suddenly burst into laughter.
"Shh..." Zhao Qiang put his hand to his mouth to signal the students to be quiet. After the laughter stopped, Zhao Qiang said: "The time will be up soon. It is estimated that the foreigners will be here soon. Everyone, please keep your voice down!"
Not long after he finished speaking, Lu Yubo and Zhao Shanbai came in with a group of foreigners. Although there were not many foreigners coming to visit this time, and the number of Zhao Qiang’s class was also small, after they all came in, the class
There was still a feeling of crowding inside. Fortunately it was autumn, otherwise we would have had prickly heat. After the students from the next class brought some chairs and placed them in the corridor, Lu Yubo and the others sat down step by step.
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes, tsk... where is Jing Song? It seems that the secretary of the Beigang Municipal Party Committee is too idle, and he is still here and not leaving?
But when you think about it, it’s quite impressive. I am a hard-working agent who worked as a hard-working teacher in this small and hard-working city, but I was able to get through to the point where the secretary of the municipal party committee came to attend the class. This is something ordinary teachers have.
How many can do it?
However, Zhao Qiang did not show these active thoughts, but remained expressionless. There was no polite introduction. After they all sat down, Zhao Qiang said calmly: "Let's start class!"
Zhao Qiang held the chalk in one hand and the blackboard eraser in the other. The book was closed. Zhao Qiang did not even touch it or look at it. "What we are going to talk about today is..." After that, Zhao Qiang stood on the podium and talked.
Talk. The analysis of the text made some Chinese teachers present couldn't help but admire it. They thought they couldn't do this.
In addition, Zhao Qiang's fair writing on the blackboard and his elegant and funny conversation made the students all attentive during the class. The senior teachers couldn't help but nodded slightly, and even Jing Song and Lu Yubo couldn't help but smile with joy. However,
, they ignored one thing, that is those teachers and students from Germany.
These people from Durham Palace Middle School didn’t understand Chinese at all. They listened in confusion, but they didn’t know what Zhao Qiang was talking about. This class lasted for more than forty minutes, and these Germans sat
It must be quite depressing.
Just when Zhao Qiang was talking about the most exciting part, the bell rang suddenly. Zhao Qiang could only put down the chalk and blackboard eraser, and chuckled: "That's it for today's class, we will continue tomorrow!"
Afterwards, the students did not move. After all, there were so many leaders and blond foreigners here. It would not be beautiful to go out first. They still understood this truth. Therefore, they all remained seated. Those Germans
The students followed their teacher, whispering and laughing as they walked in.
"Oh, Euler, do you know what that man is talking about? Haha, it's so interesting. Isn't it funny that we Germans actually speak Chinese?" Bremer knew that no one here knew German.
Then he smiled unscrupulously at a girl next to him who looked like an inflatable... uh... ahem... like a Barbie doll.
Euler glanced at the arrogant Bremer, shook his head, and said, "Bremer, I don't think so. Didn't you see that the students listened so carefully? This teacher must be very good at giving lectures!"
Bremer sneered and curled his lips, "Are you kidding? Very good? Euler, I know you are kind-hearted, but you don't have to speak for the Chinese. Those Orientals are just pretending to be mysterious. I really doubt these Orientals.
How could you create such funny words if you grew up eating shit, and I don’t think there is anything to learn in Chinese.”
Hearing Bremer's unscrupulous words, Euler became a little angry, "Bremer, no one forced you to come here. Now what do you mean when you say such a thing? This is China, you'd better be careful!"
"What does it matter?" Bremer shrugged, "No one can understand me anyway."
"No! I understand!" Zhao Qiang walked up to these two people and stopped them from moving forward. Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes, and there were bursts of cold light in his eyes. They could slander themselves, but Zhao Qiang had no objection at all.
, because it can be said that his teaching level is not good enough. After all, Zhao Qiang is a monk halfway and has not received any professional training.
But they said that China’s five thousand years of culture was wrong, and that was their fault! Zhao Qiang would never be merciful to those who made mistakes. But they were children to take care of, so Zhao Qiang did not do anything. But the phrase "eat shit"
", but it really pissed off Zhao Qiang. Zhao Qiang is not an angry youth, but he will not allow some people to speak ill of his country to his face! This is the most important criterion for a Chinese!
Everyone looked at Zhao Qiang in surprise, because Zhao Qiang just spoke in Chinese in a hurry, so they all understood. "No! I understand!" What does this sentence mean? Could it be that these two foreigners
Did the handsome boy and the beautiful girl offend Zhao Qiang? Although they didn't know what happened, they knew it when they saw Zhao Qiang's tit-for-tat attitude.
The faces of the school leaders and Jing Song were a little gloomy. In fact, both the school and Jing Song had a very high evaluation of Zhao Qiang in this incident. They are both educated people, so they can naturally understand the content of Zhao Qiang's lectures.
and absorption level, but now...it seems like there are some problems.
"Zhao Qiang, don't act recklessly!" In desperation, Lu Yubo couldn't help but speak out.
"Euler, what is he talking about?" Bremer asked inexplicably.
"I don't know, but I know he seems a little angry." Euler shook his head and whispered helplessly.
Zhao Qiang glanced at Lu Yubo and knew that what he just said was Chinese, so he repeated what he just said in pure German, "I mean, I can understand the conversation you just had!"
"Oh! God! There are people in China who can actually understand our German?" Bremer looked at Zhao Qiang in surprise and said. Regarding this unabashed Bremer, Euler could only shake his head helplessly, but he didn't know
What should I say to this angry Easterner?
When Zhu Si, a teacher from Durham Palace Middle School, saw this situation and heard Zhao Qiang speaking German, she knew that something was going to be serious. After looking at each other with Thomas, she quickly stepped forward and said apologetically:
"I'm sorry, my student has some problems with his words, please forgive me."
Zhao Qiang didn't seem to hear what Zhusi said. He didn't even look at her. He stared at Bremer and sneered in German: "Yes, people from our country really disdain a country from a small place.
Yu Xuexue. Oh, by the way, please forgive my presumption, does your country have electricity?"
Zhusi's face changed, Euler's face changed, and Bremer even became angry and clenched his fists, ready to fight if they disagreed.
insult!
This is a naked insult!
An insult to Bremer and all Germans present, and an insult to the entire country of Germany!
Electricity? Holy shit! I’m afraid cannibals have the Internet now?
Thomas walked over with a gloomy face. The vice-principal of Durham Palace Middle School seemed quite prestigious. The angry German students who had gathered around gave way. But that was all! Thomas had a cold face.
Said: "Sir, I am ashamed of what my students did and I apologize to you. However, you have insulted my country and this is absolutely not allowed!"