Luckily, Lu Xiaoqiao didn't know what "white tiger" meant. The girl blinked her big eyes, trying to figure it out, but she still didn't understand. However, some girls blushed. Please use this site to access...
Xu Guozhong took Lu Xiaoqiao's book and read aloud: "Li Da (Kui) shouted loudly, 'Where are you going?' and then brandished two big daggers..."
The whole class laughed until their stomachs hurt, but Lu Xiaoqiao explained, "The new teacher's hands weren't two big daddies, they were two big axes..."
Principal Liu couldn't hold back any longer. He ran into the classroom and, together with Liu Haiyan, dragged Xu Guozhong away. He kept apologizing to the education bureau officials observing the class, saying, "Distinguished leaders, fellow students, I'm so sorry, today... today Teacher Xu had too much to drink..."
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At this moment, the old man next to Deputy Director Sun stood up. Apart from Lu Xiaoqiao, he was the only one in the class who didn't laugh.
The old man, with a serious expression, adjusted his melon-shaped hat and said solemnly, "Foolish people, foolish people, Deputy Director Sun, I said long ago that schools like this should be shut down and shouldn't continue to operate..."
As soon as he said this, the class, which had been laughing, fell silent, as calm as the evening lake, and all eyes turned to him with hostility.
Deputy Director Sun laughed until tears streamed down his face, thinking that education is a serious matter, but he never expected it could be so entertaining.
He wiped his glasses, put them back on, and said, "Mr. Yan, this teacher may have really had too much to drink."
"Deputy Director Sun, the proposal I submitted to you yesterday made it very clear that rural areas are barbaric places, fierce and crude, and education cannot be carried out here at all. These schools should be closed down and students should be sent to the city to study. Only education in the city can produce talents. What do you think? When we came, they pretended to be prepared and then came suddenly. Now you know what happened?"
"Alas... Mr. Yan, you don't understand. It's true that education in these rural areas is poor, but it's not that they're so uncivilized and crude. It's just that their lives are limited and transportation is inconvenient. This school only serves children from about seven or eight miles, or even ten miles away. If you abolish this school, even fewer people will go to school, and their education level will be even lower, leading to more embarrassing situations. Just imagine, the rural areas are so far from the city, and their economic conditions don't allow them to stay there..."
"Deputy Director Sun, well, we can't worry about that now. I'll report everything I said today, word for word. This town's middle school must be shut down. It's a barbaric place; it's better to let it die than live here…"
"Heh... barbarians? How dare you say that? It was these barbarian lands that supported the Party's new forces back then. Chairman Mao even had lice and athlete's foot in the cave dwellings of Jinggang Mountain, and ate red rice and pumpkin soup with everyone. If you put it that way, they've all become barbarians?" Chen Chu stood up calmly and sneered.
He had long disliked this guy surnamed Yan.
"Who...who are you?"
Chen Chu wanted to say "I'm your grandpa," but he just smiled and said, "I'm the one with the degree in this class."
"Student representative? Hmph, as the saying goes, if the upper beam is crooked, the lower beam will be crooked too! With a teacher like that, how can the students be any better!"
"Hehe, there's a saying that goes, 'A teacher doesn't necessarily have to be as virtuous as his student, and a student doesn't necessarily have to be inferior to his teacher!' Why must you speak so vehemently, Mr. Yan? We are learning knowledge and comparing ourselves in terms of learning. No matter where we learn, as long as the knowledge in our books is the same, there's no difference between here and in the capital." Chen Chu finished speaking and glared at him angrily.
"Well said!" The whole class applauded and cheered.
"Hmph! Arrogant! Insolent! What can you learn? What can you do? You're still wet behind the ears, relying on your eloquence, your tongue is sore but you're a liar, a whine, a wolf in sheep's clothing, a scoundrel from the marketplace..." The old man finished speaking, snorted, waved his long sleeves, and adjusted his melon-shaped hat.
Chen Chu sneered, "Hmph! Ignorant and shameless! What more do you have? What do you possess? You're old and weak, yet you rely on your age to act superior. Your sable hat looks like a dog's crown, you're a rat-faced, rotten-hearted, fame-seeking brat..."
After Chen Chu finished speaking, he picked up his Chinese textbook and gently fanned himself with it.
"You...you..." The old man was so angry that he trembled all over.
Deputy Director Sun quickly stood up and said, "Why should Mr. Yan hold a grudge against a student?"
At this moment, the woman was also stunned. She glanced at Chen Chu and a look of surprise appeared in her eyes. In such a short time, he was able to answer so neatly, which was already quite good for a student.
Moreover, his words are sharp and sarcastic, showing no fear of the powerful and wealthy, which is quite rare.
He hurriedly stood up and said to the old man, "Scholar Yan, Master Yan, with your status and knowledge, why bother arguing with a junior? Just ignore him..."
"Hmph!" Master Yan sneered, "Boy! I, Master Yan... I am learned and erudite, knowledgeable in ancient classics from the Tang and Song dynasties, the Three Sovereigns and Five Dynasties, the Book of Changes by Fuxi, all naturally so... Who do you think you are?"
"Ha!" Chen Chu sneered, "Old man! I, Chen Chu... am but a novice, my knowledge is shallow, I know nothing of the past thousand years, the Spring and Autumn Period, the Warring States Period, the Eight Trigrams in a Single Stroke, all gathered at will in the universe... I am one more than you..."
Everyone was shocked.
These students didn't understand what they were saying or what it meant; they only thought Chen Chu's answers were cool and neat. However, the people from the Education Bureau understood perfectly.
Deputy Director Sun and the woman next to him were also somewhat shocked. Master Yan was talking about the eight hundred stories of the Tang and Song Dynasties, the glory of the Three Sovereigns and Five Dynasties, the creation of heaven and earth by Fuxi, and his mastery of the Book of Changes. He had it all in his heart. What was Chen Chu? What did he know? How dare he be so arrogant?
Chen Chu, however, was even more arrogant, saying that his learning was shallow and that he had no words in his belly. This lack of words negated all the words in the world. He believed that there were no words in the world, as they were all in his belly. He didn't care about the passage of thousands of years. He said that Fuxi opened the world with a single stroke, and the Book of Changes consisted of the Eight Trigrams. He could easily calculate a few things and knew them. He was at least better than you.
"Ah, ah, ah..." Yan Xuejiu's hands trembled with anger, his face turned ashen, and he pointed at Chen Chu and cursed, "You brat! You're still a baby, an unyielding stone, a city wall and a foothold for thousands of people throughout history, yet you have no shame and dare to fight with your grandfather! Hmph..." Yan Xuejiu finished speaking and sneered.
Deputy Director Sun sighed, thinking to himself that this Master Yan was good in every way, except that he was too petty. His academic theories were good, but his self-cultivation was too poor. It was unnecessary to treat a child like this. He not only cursed people, but also said that they hadn't evolved properly, like a monster, and compared them to the Great Wall, which was built by thousands of people and carved by tens of thousands of people. He even cursed people's ancestors. As a master, he really shouldn't have done that.
Chen Chu frowned and sneered, "You old codger, your dog teeth aren't even fully grown yet. You're neither human nor beast. There are billions and trillions of things in the world, and your excrement and urine rot in latrines, breeding maggots. You're completely oblivious. You grandson, don't bother opening your mouth!"
"Pfft!" The others were fine, but the woman couldn't stand it. Chen Chu actually called Yan Dajia a maggot that had been in the toilet for millions of years. Ugh, that word is disgusting, but it's actually quite well-matched.
Even Deputy Director Sun laughed.
"Pfft! You...you..." Everyone looked in the direction of the sound, and this time it wasn't someone who laughed, but Master Yan, the scholar, the old Mr. Yan, who was so angry that his whole body trembled and his fingers were shaking. He pointed at Chen Chu and spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Oh dear! Master Yan, Mr. Yan..." The people from the Education Bureau hurriedly became anxious. The two people behind him who were taking notes turned out to be doctors. They quickly took out their medicine kits and took his pulse to diagnose and treat him.
Chen Chu narrowed his eyes and saw that the two people were quite professional, obviously experts in traditional Chinese medicine.
A short while later, Yan Xuejiu woke up. At that moment, Principal Liu and the others looked on in surprise. Deputy Director Sun gave a wry smile and said, "Principal Liu, your school is quite impressive. I never expected such a small town middle school to be so full of hidden talents. I came in too much of a rush today; next time I'll definitely give you advance notice..."
Principal Liu was at a loss for words.
Chen Chu then came over and said, "I'm sorry, Deputy Director Sun. I was just trying to make the antithesis as neat as possible. It's just that everyone's answers were too good. I didn't mean to make it that way."
"Pah!" Deputy Director Sun thought to himself, "Who would believe you if you said it wasn't intentional? If it wasn't intentional, why didn't you use some flattering words or something? It's just that Old Man Yan deserves it; he finds fault everywhere he goes to satisfy his desire to boast about his extensive knowledge."
Now they've run into a troublemaker; their stinky feet have finally kicked a hornet's nest.
"Oh! I know, I know. By the way, what's your name, young man?"
"Student Chen Chu..." Chen Chu said respectfully.
"Hmm, how are your other studies going?"
"Oh, I'm currently the class's degree holder."
"Chen Chu, this is a small place, and Hancheng isn't very big either. I'll be transferred to Chuncheng soon to be the principal. The conditions at Chuncheng No. 1 Middle School are much better than here. It's far superior to even Hancheng No. 1 Middle School, let alone a town middle school. Why don't you consider it? I can give you a spot." Vice Mayor Sun said, a faint smile appearing on his face.
Principal Liu was dumbfounded. Chuncheng No. 1 Middle School? That's the provincial capital, almost on par with Shenyang.
"Oh, Director Sun, I... I'll think about it. Thank you..."
"Hmm, young man, intelligent and humble, very good, you'll achieve great things in the future." Deputy Director Sun said, pulling out a business card from his pocket. "This is my business card. Give me a call once you've made up your mind. Don't call me Deputy Director Sun anymore, just call me Uncle Sun or whatever. Actually, if you go back three generations in our country, we're all farmers, it's nothing..."
Chen Chu nodded and put the business card away.
At this moment, Yan Dajia recovered and was panting heavily. Someone next to him wiped the blood from his mouth.
Yan Dajia grabbed Deputy Director Sun's wrist excitedly and said, "Deputy Director Sun, you, you mustn't shut down this school..." As she spoke, Yan Dajia glared at Chen Chu and said, "Don't shut it down! I, I'll come back to challenge him! I, I'll come back next time to compete with you in poetry, couplets, and chess! You just wait..."
Deputy Director Sun slapped his forehead, thinking to himself, "This is the problem with intellectuals! They're good in every way except for their mutual disdain! They exclude and look down on each other."
As the saying goes, "In literature, there's no first place; in martial arts, there's no second." Those who study literature will debate each other's ideas the moment they meet, while those who study martial arts will fight. Sigh, but who would have thought that arguing could escalate to the point of spitting blood? That's quite a level of skill...