Live broadcast: Teach students to play Three Kingdoms at the beginning

Be forgiving and forgiving.

You can't be insatiable in doing things, and you can't be unreasonable.

Of course, the most important thing is to think about its possible and potential consequences in everything!
These are the lessons Class Nine learned from squid fishing yesterday.

Oh, by the way, and try not to procrastinate when encountering the immediate matter.
Late last night, their cheap teacher showed mercy for some unknown reason!

Allow them to come back the next day to clean the deck.

And it is very reasonable to say that they are really tired, and there are indeed a lot of things this day~
They need rest.

Everyone in Class Nine was moved by this, and accepted the order without hesitation.

After putting all the squid into the barrel, he quickly returned to his bedroom and rested comfortably again.

With such an episode of squid fishing, they felt that they slept soundly.

No way, tired!
then
After looking at the next day's almost substantial ink blots that blended perfectly with the deck, even almost indistinguishable from each other
They just want to scold their mothers!
Coupled with the tricky smile of my teacher, I don't need to ask Class Nine to know that I have been fooled!

God is so worried that they are too tired!

Obviously, I was worried that the ink stains were too wet to wipe off!

Deliberately buy time for the ink to complete its integration with the deck!

Damn, my teacher's intentions are simply sinister!
How could he treat his own students like this?

Don't you just want to be lazy?

Is it worth such an education?
Is it true that facts speak louder than words? !

Is there any problem we can't explain clearly?
We can't be that ignorant person! ! !
Is this what it has to be? !

Looking at the large swathes of ink, everyone in Class Nine was exhausted physically and mentally, and wanted to have a well-founded debate with Ren Yan.

But after Wei Wei thought about where to go, everyone in Class Nine gave up decisively.

no way
After all this matter, Class Nine still felt guilty first.

Didn't you say that if you worked hard at that time, so many things would be fine?

And why is there no speed when fishing for squid?
Are you really blinded by money?

As long as there is less fishing, the deck will not be like this!

Is this the revenge from the squid?

Made, is there really animism?

Moreover, even if it was really greedy at the time, how much work would it take to find someone to clean up behind?

In the end, it's not that they didn't think about it themselves?

Get reckless when your head gets hot? !
You can figure this out yourself.

If you want to put this on your own cheap teacher who has no integrity, how can you say that it is not enough?
Regarding Ren Yan's behavior style, Class Nine feels that he still understands it very well.

So after this idea was born, they could only look at Ren Yan resentfully, then picked up tools such as mop, iron pin (rich woman happy ball), and started the most real day of being a sailor.

Brush the deck.
On the other hand, Ren Yan looked at all this with a smile, and at the same time dialed Wang Shanhai with a satellite phone in his hand.

On the way to make a call, Zhang Ting looked at Ren Yan with a tangled expression:
"Is this how you usually teach your students?"

"Personally set the students up, aren't you afraid they will hate you?"

"Hold grudges?" Ren Yan raised her eyebrows, and said dumbly, "How dare they still have such courage?"

"They can't beat me~"

"." Zhang Ting was speechless for a while, always feeling that if she had such a teacher back then, she would definitely be a female character now.

Maddow, that's too much to beat.
She had never seen such a bad teacher.

However, it seems.
Makes sense?
"But to be honest, in fact, I feel a little sorry if they don't resist."

At this time, Ren Yan glanced at the satellite phone that was still dialing, and changed the subject.

Zhang Ting was curious for a while: "How do you say that?"

"According to my understanding of them, it's true that they want to beat me up now, but it's nothing more than a fact."

"So they will probably use another method to resist, and the one with the highest probability is the well-founded BB."

"For this, I prepared a set of rhetoric, but they didn't do anything."

"Don't you think I'm sorry~"

After all, Ren Yan spread her hands in distress, with a helpless expression on her face.

"!!!"

Zhang Ting's eyes widened in an instant, looking at Ren Yan as if she was looking at something rare.

Then he asked in a serious tone:
"Over the years, has anyone ever said that your expression is very inducing?"

"Is it true that no one beats you because of your mouth?"

"Coincidentally, there really isn't one yet." Ren Yan smiled casually.

Zhang Ting was speechless for a moment.

He looked sympathetically at the students in Class Nine.

As their titular mistress, Zhang Ting really felt sorry for these students.

Although they seem much happier than other students.
But this all comes at a price.
But if you change to someone with an unstable mentality and a pampered one, won't you be so angry that you will go berserk in minutes?

In the end, I found that I couldn't beat this unlucky teacher. Could it be that I didn't turn over in one breath and just slapped him?
Thinking of this, the corners of Zhang Ting's mouth couldn't help twitching.

But at this moment, a new idea suddenly popped up in her heart.

I remember listening to Xia Yue and the others.
Class Nine used to be the most arrogant class in No. [-] Middle School.

Basically everyone in the class is the master of 'no discipline', and there are also a bunch of rich second-generation parents who only use money to educate their children.

If you think about it that way.
It doesn't make sense for the students in class nine to be so calm now, it's right to be patient.

'Is this also Ren Yan's purpose? '

'Using a detached look to fundamentally solve the problem of these guys' high-sightedness and low-handedness? '

Gradually, Zhang Ting felt that some details were slowly unraveled by herself.

But Ren Yan frowned.

What happened to Lao Wang today?

Why don't you answer the phone?

Hang up and try again.

During the phone call, Ren Yan suddenly remembered another thing.

He patted Zhang Ting on the shoulder and asked:
"Well, can you do me a favor?"

Zhang Ting was taken aback, then withdrew her thoughts: "What's the matter, let's talk about it first."

"Not sure what it is, I won't guarantee anything."

"You're quite cautious." Ren Yan smiled.

"I don't call it prudent, I call it responsible." Zhang Ting smiled: "Don't you think there is no reliable person who pats his chest and promises you as soon as he comes up?"

Ren Yan nodded.

"Okay, let's talk about your business." Zhang Ting continued to ask.

Ren Yan didn't talk too much, and said directly: "I hope you can find time to teach the students of Class Nine Taekwondo, preferably the kind that can be used in actual combat."

"Although I have brought them together to practice Sanda, I have also taught them to stand uprights and zama step."

"But the time is too short, and it can only be regarded as a bottom line. They may not have any real fighting experience."

"So, I hope you can teach them seriously and systematically."

"Anyway, they are currently on board, and they have a lot of time."

"Why?" Zhang Ting blinked curiously.

Ren Yan shrugged: "Why else, for safety."

"Although the territory of Longguo is still safe, the students will basically not encounter any danger."

"But abroad, I can't guarantee it."

"So, it's safer to let them have some self-defense skills."

"That's not necessarily the case. Longguo also has a bunch of rotten people, but there are relatively few. Otherwise, why do you think I learn Taekwondo?" Zhang Ting shook her head and denied it.

It can be seen that this girl seems to have other stories.

"But that's not what I'm asking. What I'm asking is why you don't teach yourself." Zhang Ting continued, "According to your words, you should also know how to fight."

Ren Yan nodded: "Yes, yes, I planned to teach myself from the beginning."

"But what you just said reminded me."

"Now the gang of Class [-] guys don't know how much they want to beat me up."

"And this idea is their motivation!"

"Think about it, if they learn that you decide to help them when you can't see the past, pass on their peerless magic skills, and let them resist oppression."

"And my teacher directly incarnates as a big boss, waiting for their horizontal push, how interesting!"

"Isn't this much more efficient than me directly tying the bullet and teaching them how to fight without any excuses?"

"Sometimes, they still need a purpose."

"Especially when that purpose becomes an enemy, the momentum comes naturally."

"How did you say that?"

"When there are differences among the people, it is good to give them a common enemy."

"Although they have little disagreement now."

"But this common enemy, they still need it."

As she spoke, Ren Yan's eyes became brighter and brighter:
"Who says games can't be transformed into reality."

"Let me act as a BOSS for Class Nine now!"

After the words fell, Ren Yan wanted to laugh wildly and act like a villain should.

But for the sake of keeping things secret, Ren Yan endured it for the time being.

At the same time, I feel quite complacent.

Let's ask, which self-proclaimed decent teacher could come up with such an idea?
Looking at Ren Yan's hands that were about to akimbo, Zhang Ting was a little confused for a moment.

She didn't agree or refuse immediately, but wisely chose slowly.

She had to admit that she still underestimated the other party's degree of insanity after all.

Is it worth using this method for a so-called motivation?
A teacher who blatantly acts as a villain to the students.

For this matter, Mimi had to quietly entrust another foreign aid. '

How do you think, why does Zhang Ting feel that her mind is a bit out of control.

But with her deep thinking.

But a little bit relieved.

If the other party is not this kind of person, they probably can't think of so many ways to 'torture' the students.

This person didn't regard himself as the teacher of Class Nine at all.

It's an older friend, the kind who is a bad friend.
After figuring this out, Zhang Ting nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

"No matter what others think, your idea is quite interesting."

"Really!" Ren Yan's eyes lit up.

Zhang Ting also laughed indifferently:

"Then we have to agree, the students really want to push you, you can't be angry."

"How can I, I have to give them explosive equipment!"

Ren Yan laughed, feeling relieved for this new idea.

He didn't care about the phone call he had made.

"Hello, hello?!"

In a cabin of the luxury yacht, Wang Shanhai frowned and shouted loudly.

To be honest, he was a little worried.

Not for anything else, just because Ren Yan used a satellite phone to make this contact!
He remembered that when he called the old Ren Satellite, he had already agreed to let the other party use this call again in an emergency.

Now that the other party has used it, it means that something is probably wrong.

Moreover, after the connection, there was no sound from the opposite side, only intermittent and messy voices, which made his worry aggravated again.

But after watching the live broadcast of Class Nine, everyone in Class Nine was honestly cleaning up the deck.

Wang Shanhai was confused again.

Since Class Nine is fine, what could happen to Lao Ren?
With this sense of doubt, Wang Shanhai yelled again.

Just when he was about to hang up and call again, Ren Yan's special voice finally came over.

And listening to the voice, the other party is still a little excited?
"Hey, old Wang! You can answer the phone!"

Ren Yan complained when she opened her mouth, and Wang Shanhai immediately replied:
"Damn it, are you sure that's the right thing for you to say?"

"Which one of us hasn't moved for a long time!"

"Okay, tell me quickly, what's the hurry?"

"Oh, I want to sell you some squid." Ren Yan replied honestly.

Wang Shanhai was taken aback for a moment, and immediately felt a little pain in his head.

Well, it sure wasn't the reason for drinking too much yesterday:

"No, this is your so-called urgent matter?!"

"Do you know how worried I am?!"

"Didn't it be agreed to call the satellite phone for urgent matters?"

"Then I didn't see you pick it up in seconds, I've been calling for at least 10 minutes." Ren Yan replied calmly.

Wang Shanhai was speechless for a moment.
Damn. What you said makes sense!
"Okay, okay, don't worry about this problem."

"Just tell me how much to sell."

Wang Shanhai asked while pinching his brows.

"About 10 tons?"

"How much more?!!!" Wang Shanhai broke his voice instantly: "Ten tons?!"

"Did you make a squid nest yesterday? Where did you find so many?!"

"Hey, didn't it rain yesterday, a lot of squid came over, I led the students to be busy for a while, in fact, there could be more, but they are really bored." Ren Yan answered truthfully.

Wang Shanhai was startled, looked at the wine bottle beside him, and then at the satellite phone.

For a moment, his complexion became tangled.

As a businessman, he felt hit and miss.

Why didn't I ask someone to catch squid yesterday?
After a storm, squid are very likely to appear. Isn’t this common sense in fishing and hunting?How could I forget it myself?

It's all right now, another waste of money!
"Success, I want it." A moment later, Wang Shanhai said in a low voice:

"But it's okay, I only want the ones that weigh more than five catties, and those that are too small, you can take the children and release them."

"It's too late, don't be too greedy."

"As for the price, I can give you a price of one yuan per catty, can you see if it works?"

"Success!" Ren Yan replied immediately without typing.

One piece, [-] cents more than what I calculated.

Even if the younger ones are let go, Class Nine can at least earn about [-].

It was enough to soothe the hurt hearts of the Class Nine students.

"I can tell that we didn't come here to protect you, but to use it as a mobile sales platform for you~"

Wang Shanhai complained, and after talking about some details, the two hung up the phone.

Immediately, Wang Shanhai rushed to the party cabin in a hurry.

He had to explain something to the other parents.

We can't drink any more, this stuff is too f*cking a delay!

On class number nine, Ren Yan hung up the phone happily.

After telling classmate Ah Wei some details, he returned to his captain's room alone.

Now that he has confirmed with Zhang Ting that he is about to become the boss, he has to find a way to build up hatred.

As a BOSS, only when the hatred is high enough can it attract the attention of all players.

Or. Explosive equipment is good enough?
In the captain's room, Ren Yan seemed a little confused.

Looking at the props that have been prepared and used to pass the time for class nine, he fell into deep thought.

As for Ah Wei, he cheerfully agreed to take over all of Yan's errands.

When the 'fish merchant' sent by Lao Wang arrived, Class Nine successfully received 7000 yuan in the account, which was a little soothing to the wounded hearts of everyone in Class Nine.

At the same time, a total of [-] catties of squid was left behind, ready to be eaten by himself.

Immediately, they went into the work of cleaning the deck again.

But progress remains slow.

After the squid's ink dries up, it's really like brown sugar, sticking to the wooden board and can't get off.

The best tool to use is the rich woman's happy ball, except that this thing can scrape off a layer of skin from the wooden board with a tough posture.

The rest of the tools simply cannot shake the stain in the slightest.

However, they don't carry many tools such as the rich woman's happy ball. After all, not everyone has the pursuit of this aspect.

So there are only thirty or so at full count, which is not enough for everyone in class nine.

Even if the score is enough, Class Nine is not willing to use this thing anymore.

Not to mention the high resistance, it is easy to hurt your hands.

'You said those rich women, how did they endure it? '

Gradually, everyone in Class Nine let out a wry smile, and slumped on the deck, posing badly:
"Made, take a break, this thing doesn't happen overnight at all."

"I don't know what Teacher Ren thinks. It's enough to talk about this kind of clean-up. Why do we have to experience the consequences?"

"Honestly, it will take at least a week to process these things at our current pace."

"Then don't procrastinate. The squid ink seems to have a certain activity. Over time, other microorganisms will be parasitic, which is not conducive to hygiene and safety, nor is it conducive to the stability of the deck."

Someone answered silently, and everyone in Class Nine turned dark:
"Damn! I really want to bloody five steps with Teacher Ren right away, this is what people do?!"

"Give up, you can't beat him."

Someone complained silently again, and everyone's face darkened again.

But this time it was a little more lonely.

I have a deep understanding of what it means to be powerless.
"Or, are we thinking too simply?"

"Maybe making the ink blot solid is only one of the purposes of Teacher Ren, and there are other purposes after that?"

"Otherwise it's not in line with Teacher Ren's style. It's impossible for him to give us some over-the-top questions."

After a few minutes, someone in class [-] who had nothing to love, had a flash of inspiration and made a new guess.

Make other eyes shine:
"Yeah, it should be that we didn't notice some details."

"Teacher Ren has been subtly teaching us scientific knowledge. This is true for games and shipbuilding. So it may be the same now!"

"Pull it down, we have used all the knowledge we should use, isn't the ink blot still indifferent?" Someone sighed.

"That's not right, we used physical methods before, but we have never used chemical methods!"

At this time, Wang Yu suddenly stood up and figured out something.

"If I were Teacher Ren, I wouldn't be able to favor one person over another."

"You don't have to be proficient in scientific matters, but you still need to know all kinds of basics."

"We have always been exposed to mathematics and physics, as well as many liberal arts majors."

"But chemistry and biology, we don't use that much at all."

"Isn't the squid ink in front of you just a combination of these two?!"

Speaking of this, Wang Yu immediately found a piece of paper and began to draft chemical formulas.

In just a few moments, he wrote out a series of formulas:

"The main chemical component of squid ink is a complex of bio-melanin and proteoglycan. As long as we can decompose these things, we can remove the ink."

As he spoke, Wang Yu pointed to the formula he had written and explained it aloud.

Hearing this, many of the students from Class Nine who gathered around understood instantly, and began to make suggestions based on the formula drawn by Wang Yu.

After such a long time of baptism, plus the little experience in the past on the farm, they can still understand the formula written by Wang Yu.

Also have the most basic cognition.

After a while, one method after another was proposed by everyone:

"How about using white vinegar, the acetic acid has a decomposing effect."

"No, although acetic acid has a decomposition effect, but the concentration is too low, the longer it takes, it's not as good as baking soda."

"Yeah! And baking soda is just as good as alcohol and soap."

"The former evaporates and softens, the latter treats oil stains."

"Even, we can still use eggs, which have sulfur in them, just right"

Following the words of dozens of people.

They summed up the methods of dealing with ink marks one by one.

For a time, everyone found a familiar feeling.

Since the shipbuilding, they have been exposed to less and less subjects of this level.

Now when I suddenly touch it, there is still a sense of freshness.

This made everyone feel a little bit of comfort.

But after this comfort, many people fell silent:

"I don't know if it's an illusion. After the energy passed, why did I feel so?"

"So, it's boring."

Someone frowned.

"Really, I always feel that it's boring to go on like this all the time. We can't always solve things like this."

"When you say that, I even feel a little bored."

Gradually, more and more students made low voices.

The thrill thing always does, once or twice, it's nice.

But if the number of times is too high, no one will inevitably refuse.

This is created by the biological instinct of human beings for a long time, and Class Jiu has no way to resist.

"Oh, forget it. What do you want to do? If it really doesn't work, you can only take one step at a time. Things will be smooth when things go slowly."

After a while, someone let out a long sigh and said something that was not a solution.

However, just when everyone was about to say yes, a pleasant voice came out:

"I heard you are bored?"

"Then why don't you learn taekwondo with me and beat up your teacher~"

"I've seen him upset for a long time~"

Following the appearance of the voice, Zhang Ting walked over to everyone in Class Nine with a harmless smile on her face.

Everyone in Class Nine was shocked for a moment.