Today’s morning reading and the first class are both Chinese classes. Because there is plenty of time, Teacher Zhou decided to take a composition class.
Today, Teacher Zhou wore a brown sweater cardigan, a turtleneck white thin sweater underneath, and a long velvet skirt of the same color. Her shoulder-length hair flowed down. In this late autumn season, she looked...
Warm and friendly, soft and elegant.
Many graduates have commented on Teacher Zhou in the school's forum, saying that Teacher Zhou is like Choi Ji Woo in the Korean drama "Winter Sonata", but with a cold temperament and a soft and charming temperament.
Teacher Zhou is not as fiery as Teacher Chen Yang. She is always calm and unhurried, but she has a strong aura of her own. When the students see her entering the classroom, they will always behave correctly and follow her light steps with their eyes.
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After Teacher Zhou stood on the podium, with a smile on his face, his eyes swept across the audience, interacting with the whole class to express his greetings.
Only classmate Hu Xinzhou is still immersed in the problem. She is not willing to waste a second. Under normal circumstances, she will quickly jump into a new situation after the teacher gets to the point.
In the eyes of her classmates and teachers, Hu Xinzhou is a nerd. She seems to have an obsession with learning, intoxicated and crazy, as tireless as a machine.
How can I describe Hu Xinzhou's persistence in learning? Let's put it this way: when doing questions, she wished she had a hundred hands, each with a hundred fingers; when reciting, she wished she had a hundred mouths, each mouth
There are a hundred tongues in it. Even so, it cannot meet one thousandth of what she requires of herself.
Not to mention that the less enterprising students in Class 8 felt ashamed when they saw them. Even the teachers who had experienced hundreds of battles and thousands of troops squeezed across the single-plank bridge were behind their backs.
"Students, today, we have to write an argumentative essay." Teacher Zhou smiled.
The classroom immediately sighed. Students are afraid of Zhou Shuren, classical Chinese, and composition writing.
Teacher Zhou smiled slightly, turned around and wrote three words on the blackboard, "Talk about reading". The font was neat, elegant, even and powerful.
"Classmates, tell me, we study every day, but have you ever thought about why we study?" Teacher Zhou asked.
Wu Yihan raised her hand and said:
"The ancients said that there are thousands of millets in the book, there are houses of gold in the book, there are many chariots and horses in the book, and there are faces like jade in the book."
After all, he is a top student, and he can pick up famous lines from ancient poems at his fingertips.
"Yes, this can be quoted, but the conception of the realm is still lacking. Scholars are not just for the five-flowered horse and the golden fur, not just for the golden house and the beauty. We also need to see the greater realm of the scholar." p>
Teacher Zhou commented.
"Ah, yes, yes! Teacher, I know the great realm of scholars." Li Haoran raised his hand high,
"Teacher, Confucius once said, if you are poor, you will live alone; if you are rich, you will have many wives and concubines."
The whole class burst into laughter.
"You have such worldly desires and harems of wives and concubines. You only think about harems of wives and concubines. It should be to achieve great things and benefit the world. Besides, is that what Confucius said?" Someone corrected Li Haoran.
Li Haoran's eyes widened and he nodded and said, "Confucius didn't say that? That's what I said."