"If you can't remember it, go back and recite "Yin of the Dusk River", "Ti Xilinbi" and "Snow Plum". Tomorrow, continue to check and recite today's three poems, plus all the previous recited poems, texts, and dictation. I can't memorize them.
Write the penalty 10 times." The Chinese teacher said as he closed the book.
"ah?"
"get out of class is over!"
"goodbye teacher!"
The primary school students shouted feebly.
God, please spare us, we are still children.
Especially the two primary school students who had just been punished to stand in their seats for not memorizing ancient poems were heartbroken.
"Da Fei, you take the textbook and look at it for me, and I'll recite it again." A thin and dark primary school student turned around and said with a serious and even nervous look on his face.
"Ah, whatever you need to memorize, get out of class is over."
"Just take a look at it for me. It's strange. I was so good at reciting it by myself just now, but I forgot about it as soon as the teacher woke me up." The thin and dark primary school student named Pang Xiaoyuan was extremely anxious.
"Me too, I memorized it well at first, but as soon as I stood up I became so nervous that I forgot most of it." Another primary school student also echoed.
Some other primary school students nodded in agreement.
The next class is a cultivation class. Everyone can finally relax and go outdoors.
Everyone doesn’t understand why it’s so difficult to memorize three ancient poems with less than a hundred words.
It's obviously fine when I'm carrying it, but as soon as I stand up my head feels empty.
As soon as I stood up, I either couldn't remember the name of the poem, or I couldn't remember the first or second half of the sentence.
"Hey, do you think Teacher Zhang will leave? I think Teacher Zhang is quite good." Thinking of the next cultivation class, the thin primary school student named Pang Xiaoyuan who was forced to stand couldn't help but said.
"I don't know." Little fat Xu Dafei was chewing spicy strips, the flesh on his face trembled, and his little eyes couldn't help but glance out the window.
Grandpa is so embarrassed today, I am defeated, ugh.
Grandpa Xu Guangkun was always nagging him when he was at home. Little fat Xu Dafei really didn't expect that he would be more troublesome today, so he brought people to the school to cause trouble.
On the other side, Xu Dafei's deskmate and squad leader Yin Feifei's eyes were a little red.
The scene where grandma begged the cultivation teacher just now left a deep imprint on this little beauty's young mind, and she couldn't let go of it for a long time.
So much so that she, who was usually the fastest at memorizing texts, didn't even memorize a single poem today.
"Let's go out to class."
"Yin Feifei, let's go."
"Yeah." When her friend called her, Yin Feifei rubbed her red eyes and stood up quickly.
Seeing that the time was almost up, other primary school students started to walk out one after another.
But before everyone could go out, Zhang Beichen had already entered.
"Teacher Zhang." "Teacher Zhang."
"kindness."
Time is too tight, Zhang Beichen must race against time.
Zhang Beichen stood on the podium, took out a piece of chalk and said, "Everyone go back to your seats. Today's cultivation class is in the classroom. Everyone, please go back."
ah?
Are you in class today?
As soon as they heard this, the primary school students, especially the little boys, felt immediately depressed.
"Your art teacher is busy, and the last art class in the afternoon has been changed to a cultivation class." Just when the primary school students returned to their seats a little depressed, Zhang Beichen continued, "The two classes are held consecutively, and there is a class in between.
You can go to the restroom by yourself."
The little girls have big eyes.
And this isn't over yet.
As soon as the primary school students sat down, Zhang Beichen had already started writing on the blackboard with chalk.
[The Thousand-Character Essay on Cultivation]
"I will write these two lessons on the blackboard, and you will copy them below. After you copy them, recite them. You must finish them before school, and take them home and recite them in the evening." While writing, Zhang Beichen said with his back to the primary school students.
After finishing speaking, Zhang Beichen's chalk went quickly and he wrote on the blackboard: The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive. The sun and the moon are full, and the stars are arranged. The cold comes and the summer goes, the autumn harvests and the winter hides. The leap year is full, and the law Lu adjusts the sun.
duang~~~
At this moment, the primary school students behind him were completely stunned and their computers were down.
Even class monitor Yin Feifei, who had red eyes and was holding a ballpoint pen, opened her mouth wide with a look of disbelief.
Teacher, we need to reduce our burden.
On the other side, after what happened today, the students' attention was obviously a little unfocused.
Zhang Beichen did not waste time on today's matters, but took the time to attend class.
"While copying, read with me. The sky and the earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive. The sun and the moon are waxing and waning...Gold is born from Lishui, and jade comes from Kungang."
When Zhang Beichen recited, his tone was ups and downs, maintaining a unique rhythm and breath.
At the same time, while reciting, Zhang Beichen spread the spiritual power of his "Ancient Heart Nourishment" to all the students in the class!
This is a veritable act of ‘leading’ students.
This is how to use the teacher's version of "The Determination of Nourishing the Heart in the Ancient World"!
That is, the teacher uses his own mind-nurturing technique to radiate his spiritual power 'field' to the students, allowing the students to devote themselves wholeheartedly to it.
That is, focus!
And the most terrifying thing in this world is concentration!
Especially in cultural classes, the intelligence gap between children is actually not that big.
As long as he listens well and can concentrate during class, the student's grades will not be too bad.
"The fruit is precious, Li Nai, the vegetable is heavy mustard and ginger... the dragon master is the fire emperor, the bird official is the human emperor." Zhang Beichen was still reading.
"Fruit is precious, Li Nai, vegetable is heavy, mustard ginger... Dragon Master Fire Emperor, Bird Official Human Emperor" the fourth grade primary school students were chanting along.
The class, which was chaotic at the beginning, gradually became neat and uniform, and then entered a unique atmosphere.
Of course, because Zhang Beichen's strength has not recovered much, some students are still a little hyperactive and are not fully involved.
But my concentration in class has been much higher than when I took Chinese classes before.
Feeling the breath of the students behind him, Zhang Beichen nodded while writing.
Only the two naughty guys in the class, Xu Dafei and Pang Xiaoyuan, still played around and winked at each other from time to time.
But even so, the performance of the two people was much better than usual.
"I will check it tomorrow morning and copy it ten times if I can't memorize it." While writing, Zhang Beichen said without looking back, and by the way, everyone was given a piece of chalk.
"..."
The next moment, the two of them quickly lowered their heads and continued reading.
Seeing that the two of them had calmed down and were a little more engaged than before, Zhang Beichen continued to write on the blackboard and continued to read with the breath and rhythm of "The Determination of Nourishing the Heart in the Ancient World".
Not only does it bring rhythm and radiation to Yang Xin Jue, but Zhang Beichen also integrated his own understanding of Yang Xin Jue into the words written on the blackboard.
It's a pity that I can't write with a brush. If I could, Zhang Beichen believes the effect would be better.
But even so, Zhang Beichen soon lost his composure!
After about ten minutes or so.
"Pictures of animals, paintings of fairies, Bingshe..." When the rhythm came here, Zhang Beichen, who was facing the blackboard, was shocked and the chalk broke.
Then, Zhang Beichen looked back at the introverted little beauty monitor Yin Feifei.
I saw that Yin Feifei was smiling at this moment, as if she had encountered something very happy, and her eyes were looking straight at the blackboard.
Then, when she noticed that she was distracted by the teacher, Yin Feifei's face turned as red as an apple.
Yin Feifei hurriedly lowered her head in fear.
"Oh my god, why am I distracted?" The little beauty Yin Feifei's heart was beating fast and she was scared to death.
Just now, when I was following the teacher's instructions on how to draw animals, draw colorful fairies, etc., I imagined a picture in my mind.
All kinds of rare and exotic beasts surround him, acting coquettishly, being attentive, or dancing gracefully, making it very lively.
At that moment, Yin Feifei was so immersed in it that she even forgot to continue copying. Instead, she looked at the blackboard with her little cheek in her hands, lost in thought.
Who would have thought that the teacher would notice him just as he was distracted, and the other party would look at him in surprise.
On the other side, Zhang Beichen couldn't help but be surprised!
Without him, the soul would fluctuate!
This little girl!
She...she was just learning it for the first time, or to be precise, copying it for the first time, and she didn't even cooperate with the breathing exercises!
At this moment, Zhang Beichen swallowed his saliva.
[Illustrations depict animals and colorful fairies. House Bing is next to the opening, and tent A is paired with couplets!]
"What kind of talent does this little girl have? And extremely high?" Zhang Beichen murmured in his heart.
The upper limit of this talent is very, very high!