Qingteng's Mind - Middle School Era

Chapter 95
When the bell rang for the class, a person entered the front door of the classroom.

I saw that man was dressed in black and white: a white sweater, black trousers, short hair, and a few small strands of hair on the forehead neatly gathered behind the ears, revealing a full forehead and a soft face.

"Is this the history teacher you said from Lingnuo Middle School?" Geng Xinyu lightly tapped He Shiling's shoulder, "It looks very refreshing and capable."

"Yeah." He Shiling, who was sitting by the window, replied softly, watching the man walk to the podium, put down the book, and looked around the classroom. The seconded teacher from Lingnuo Middle School was the first. , Teacher Tan Xiling.

I was used to seeing a female teacher with fluttering long hair, and suddenly such a female teacher with very short hair suddenly appeared, and I suddenly felt heroic.This classic black and white outfit has a beauty and wisdom that has been experienced over the years, which should be the so-called "intellectual beauty".

"Good afternoon, classmates, class." A melodious mezzo-soprano sounded in the classroom.

"Stand up." "Hello, teacher." "Hello, classmates, please take a seat."

He Shiling heard Ling Puchu's muttering, "We are all high school students, this rule of standing up to say hello is for elementary and junior high school students, okay."

"It makes sense." Geng Xinyu's laughter came from behind, "But, without rules, you can't get around."

"This is another teacher who is different." Wang Xiaoxiao whispered to the side, took the history textbook and spread it out in front of him.

"I heard that it's a big deal." Geng Xinyu smiled and took the history textbook in front of her.I don't know what surprises this teacher will bring them. I glanced at He Shiling sitting by the window again, I hope she will not be "chosen" again.

"I'm Tan Xiling, your history teacher this semester." Tan Xiling took the chalk with a smile, turned sideways, and wrote the word "Tan" on the blackboard.

"Oh, Tan, teacher." "Tan Citong's Tan." "Celebrities." "Lao Wen, are you retired?" "I guess, my hair is all gray, I guess I should retire." "This teacher Tan , where is it sacred?" "I don't know, I haven't seen it before." "No, it was just transferred from where."

There was a slight noise of discussion in the classroom, and in the discussion journal, the voices of Guo Wenwen and Wang Xinyi were mixed, "The teacher's hair is so short." "From the back, it looks like a boy."

"This is called personality, do you understand?" Ling Puchu replied softly, "I like this teacher's hairstyle."

"Personality? Do you think it's very similar to your hairstyle? Let's gather similarities." Wang Xinyi took the textbook in front of her and glanced back.

"Yes, these slanted bangs are better than mine." Ling Puchu said thoughtfully, "I want to make the front one longer."

"You? Forget it, you have a round face, commonly known as a pie face," Wang Xinyi smiled. "The teacher is a standard melon face."

"Hey, did you talk like that? I have a peach face." Ling Puchu gently poked Wang Xinyi's back from the corner of the textbook, "Besides, I'll do it."

"What I said is the truth, and the fact that I can't change it.

"However, Xin Yu can try this hairstyle." Guo Wenwen, who was silent for a long time, sat sideways and looked in the direction of the podium, glanced back, put her hands in front of her face, and whispered.

"Good suggestion." He Shiling, who was listening on the side, replied with a smile, but saw Tan Xiling's gaze here, she stopped the turning pen, and nodded in the direction of the podium, "Shh."

Wang Xinyi turned her head immediately, Guo Wenwen was still sitting sideways and looking at the podium, Ling Puchu sat up a little bit and raised her head from the front of the textbook.

"Yes, Tan Citong's Tan." Tan Xiling on the podium, "Since Tan Citong is mentioned, let's talk about this person."

"Chat, teacher?" Du Xiaofeng's voice came from the back of the classroom.

"Do you want to chat, teacher?" "Chat, we like it the most." Someone in the classroom echoed.

"Chat, every teacher who comes to Class 5 likes to chat before class." Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, then turned to Du Xiaofeng, "PP."

Du Xiaofeng looked at Tang Ji, "Huh?"

"This history teacher also likes to chat?" Tang Ji took the textbook and moved it to the left corner of the table.

"I don't know," Du Xiaofeng took the textbook and moved it to the right corner of the table, "I haven't seen it before, I don't understand."

"Oh." Tang Ji turned to look at Ling Chuyang, who was flipping through the history textbook with his head down.

"Yes, chat, talk about Tan Ci and others." Tan Xiling walked off the podium with a smile and walked to Fang Di's side.

"Tanci is also one of the six gentlemen of the Hundred Days." The classroom said in unison.

"Well. Very good. What else?" Tan Xiling nodded and continued to ask.

"The famous politician, thinker and reformer of the modern Chinese bourgeoisie."

"Well, yes, continue." Tan Xiling nodded and walked to the middle of the classroom.

"Continue? What else?" "Is it possible, I want to dig up the eight characters of Tan Citong's birthday." "Do you think you are a gossip entertainment reporter?" "No. I will tell you."

There was a low voice of discussion in the classroom.

"Tan Citong was born in 1865 and died in 1898 (the 24th year of the reign of Emperor Guangxu). He was born in Liuyang, Hunan, with the character Fusheng and the name Zhuangfei. important work in the

A voice came from the middle of the classroom, a slightly hoarse girl's voice.

"Whose voice is this? Did you really pick up the names of birth and death?" Tang Ji looked around and saw that the history teacher also turned around, and turned back to find the source of the sound.

"In the early years in Hunan, he hosted the School of Current Affairs, the Southern Institute, hosted the "Xiang News", and advocated the opening of mines and railway repairs. He was arrested at the Liuyang Guild Hall on September 1989, 9, and on September 24 at the Caishikou execution ground outside Xuanwumen in Beijing. Died heroically at the age of 9."

The voice continued to sound, and Tang Ji realized that it was Tan Lin.No, didn't Du Xiaofeng say that Tan Lin's historical achievements are weak?

"Well, yes, what else?" Tan Xiling walked to Tan Lin's seat.

"Tan Gong is determined to die for the reform, to wake up the insensitive people." Reforms in all countries are made of blood. Today, there is no one who bleeds because of reforms in China. The reason why this country is not prosperous. !' And then generously sacrificed, although tragic and shocking the world." Tan Lin continued.

Tang Ji glanced at Ling Chuyang, this anecdote of historical figures is his strength, "Is she right?"

"Yes." Ling Chuyang responded.

"PP, what's the situation?" Tang Ji took the book and looked at Du Xiaofeng, "Is your information wrong?"

Du Xiaofeng blinked, glanced at Tang Ji, then looked at the front left of the classroom, lowered his head, took the book and leaned over, "Maybe."

"Tan Gong wrote a poem before he went to justice: Look at the door, stop thinking about Zhang Jian, and wait for Du Gen to die. I will laugh at the sky from the horizontal knife, and go to the Kunlun." Another girl's voice was in the classroom. It sounded like it was Tan Lin's roommate, Li Wenyue.

"Very good." Tan Xiling looked at the two and nodded. "That makes sense."

In that kind of praise, there was Ling Puchu's muttering: Isn't it that Tan Lin has poor historical performance?That's clearly a good thing, all right.

"Did we remember it wrong?" Geng Xinyu tapped He Shiling's shoulder.

"That's right." He Shiling responded, looking towards the middle of the classroom, Tan Xiling had a smile on her face.

"How to explain it?" Geng Xinyu asked.

"Tan Lin, also surnamed Tan." He Shiling laughed.

"Oh!" Geng Xinyu chuckled lightly. Naturally, the person with the same name knows everything well.

"Is that so?" Ling Puchu blinked, "I thought Du Xiaofeng was wrong."

"You're not the same as you from the Ming Dynasty." Geng Xinyu smiled, "Don't turn your head, be careful to be targeted by the history teacher."

"Well, it makes sense." Ling Puchu looked back at Geng Xinyu thoughtfully.

It turns out that this is the meeting of the three Tans!

(End of this chapter)