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After one class, Qin Hao went back to the next classroom, waiting for the voting results.

"Well, what do you think of his speech?"

"It's pretty good, it's very vivid, and the key is that it's still so handsome."

"Cut, nympho."

The students started chattering, and the parents were also involved in the discussion.

"Hey, Song Qian, you were a teacher at Chunfeng Middle School before, what do you think of this young man's speech?" Wang Yidi's mother asked.

The parents all subconsciously looked at Song Qian.

Tong Wenjie secretly tugged at Song Qian's sleeve.

Song Qian squinted at her, and said to other parents: "This teacher Xiao Qin looks young, but he is still very good. When I was in high school, I felt that my Chinese scores dropped a lot. It was only when I was in the second class of high school. The choice of science is very similar to what he said, if I had such a teacher to teach me, maybe I would not choose science.”

Wang Yidi's mother smiled and said, "It's thanks to your Chinese teacher in high school, otherwise, wouldn't Chunfeng Middle School lose a gold medal teacher?"

With a chuckle, the parents basically voted for Qin Hao.

Qin Hao waited here for almost half an hour before the dean and several school leaders came to announce the result.

"Congratulations, Xiao Qin, you can go through the entry procedures later."

The other three didn't act too aggressively. After all, the position of teacher looks glamorous, but the salary is actually not high.

"Good luck." The one from Peking University shook hands with Qin Hao to say goodbye, and he went back to his previous junior high school as a teacher.

"Thank you."

Two female teachers who were in educational institutions before asked Qin Hao for WeChat, but Qin Hao did not refuse and added them as friends.

[Ding, the task is completed, the host successfully stayed in Chunfeng Middle School, and gained luck value: 120 points. 】

In the afternoon, after Qin Hao completed the entry procedures, the school arranged for him a dormitory with a room for two, and the one who lived with him was a physics teacher with a sophomore in high school.

When I opened the door, I saw the room of the man of science and technology. It was a mess, but fortunately there was no strange smell.

"Hello, are you new here? My name is Li Lin. The room is a bit messy. I'll clean it up later." Li Lin smiled a little embarrassedly, a little shy.

Qin Hao nodded at him: "It's okay, I don't have a cleanliness fetish, you can do whatever you want."

After saying that, he put down the salute. Qin Hao's luggage is very simple, except for some clothes, it is a laptop computer. The family of the original owner in this life is not rich. Both parents work in the small county town of their hometown, and the family has just built a house , and there are more than [-] foreign debts to be repaid.

Qin Hao glanced at the balance of WeChat and Alipay, only a pitiful 3422 yuan, in the capital simply relying on salary, it will definitely be very difficult.

"It's time to make money!"

Qin Hao thought for a moment, took out his laptop, created a new file, and renamed it: Father Han Gaozu!
That's right, Qin Hao is going to be a civil servant.

"Ten Years of Emperor Han

Chang'an City, which has been built for less than five years, looks very lonely, it is clearly the new capital of a brand new empire, but there is nothing new in sight."

The eloquence was very fast, even if the beginning of the ten thousand characters was completed, Li Lin who was on the side saw Qin Hao's fingers flying on the keyboard, and came over curiously.

"Are you writing a novel?" Li Lin looked at Qin Hao in shock.

Qin Hao spread his hands: "Is there anything strange about Chinese teachers writing novels?"

Well, this reason is impeccable. Li Lin couldn't find any counterarguments, but he still pointed to the number on the bottom left of the document in shock.

"But you're typing too fast, aren't you? It's only been over an hour, and there are only [-] words, and you don't even have to think about it?"

Qin Hao said forcefully: "Do you still need to think about it? Isn't it enough to have hands?"

Li Lin felt that his outlook on life had been subverted, so he went back silently to fiddle with his pile of electronic components. Sure enough, science students and liberal arts students are two kinds of creatures.

After pretending to be forceful, Qin Hao searched the QQ account of a certain editor on the Internet, and sent the manuscript to the above editors through QQ email.

Then I cleaned the room and went to eat. The school hasn't started yet, so the cafeteria is naturally closed, so I can only go outside for a simple meal.

When Qin Hao came back and turned on the computer, he saw the QQ number in the lower right corner flashing, so he clicked on it.

"Hello, big brother. I am the editor of Huya at a certain point. Is my father Han Gaozu your work?"

Qin Hao was a little surprised: "The efficiency is so high? I thought it would take a day or two to get a reply."

"Hey, I just happened to be reading the submissions, and came across Da Da's book, Da Da's book is worthy of becoming a god, when are you going to publish it?" Huya asked eagerly.

Qin Hao sent a smiley emoji: "Anytime."

"That's great, send six thousand characters first, and I'll draw a lottery for you." Huya returned with a bared expression.

Knowing that Qin Hao is a novice, Huya patiently taught him to register a writer account, publish works, and fill out signing materials.

After thinking about it, Qin Hao directly used Qin Zihan as his pen name.

"Print out two copies of the contract and mail it to the address in Shanghai."

"Thank you."

After downloading the contract text to his mobile phone, Qin Hao went out to the school's printing room.

When we got to the printing room, a middle-aged female teacher was printing test papers, and Qin Hao was waiting behind.

The middle-aged female teacher did not leave after printing, but looked at Qin Hao with a smile, and was a little surprised when she saw the contract: "Hey, Xiao Qin is planning to write a novel?"

Qin Hao smiled: "Well, I have nothing to write when I have nothing to do, just pass the time."

The middle-aged female teacher was obviously not optimistic about Qin Hao's neglect of work: "School will start in half a month, Xiao Qin, you should hurry up and prepare for lessons."

"Well, okay, thank you." Qin Hao printed out the contract, and the middle-aged female teacher also revealed her true thoughts, and wanted to introduce Qin Hao to a partner.

Qin Hao had no choice but to shirk that he had a girlfriend, and fled under the regretful eyes of the middle-aged female teacher.

In the next few days, Qin Hao began to code words frantically in the dormitory. Li Lin saw Qin Hao's fingers dancing on the keyboard every day. What shocked him even more was that in just one week, the number displayed on the document reached 500,000.

Li Lin was very suspicious that Qin Hao just wrote it casually, so he quietly memorized the title of the book "Father Han Gaozu", and then went to a certain place to search.

As a result, Li Lin felt that his worldview was about to collapse. Qin Hao's account was obviously a new account with no reader base and very few words, only [-] words.

However, looking at the book review area, there have already been hundreds of readers' comments. Except for a very few readers complaining about the slow update, the rest are almost all positive comments.

"Wonderful work, the author is actually a newcomer, so it must be the vest of some great god?"

"I bet on a leader. The author is definitely an old eunuch. With such a sophisticated writing style, he is definitely not a newcomer. He has never promoted it in old books. He must be an old eunuch. He dare not promote it!"

"What? Old eunuch? No, I finally found a book with such a feeling, don't be an eunuch!"

Li Lin even wondered if these were the sailors hired by Qin Hao himself.

But thinking about what Qin Hao told him before: Chinese teachers write novels with a more sophisticated style of writing, which seems to make sense.

"Could it be that the Chinese teacher has a talent bonus for writing novels?"

However, as the start of school was approaching, Li Lin didn't care about Qin Hao's business anymore, and focused his energy on lesson preparation.

On August 31st, the day before the official start of school, Qin Hao was assigned to teach Chinese in two classes in the second year of high school. As a new teacher, it was naturally impossible for the school to assign him the position of head teacher, which saved Qin Hao a lot of trouble. .

Chunfeng Middle School was crowded with people, and it was very lively. There were returning students from the second and third years of high school, and there were also freshmen from the first year of high school who signed up.

Because of Qin Hao's good appearance, the school leaders assigned him a task of reception and guidance.

"Mr. Qin, help me find out, which class is our Zhang Zixin in? Why didn't I see her name on the registration form?"

"Mr. Qin, which class do you teach? Maybe you teach our children. Let's add a WeChat?"

Fortunately, many parents came together, otherwise Qin Hao's place would be even more crowded.

Tong Wenjie smiled and said to Song Qian, "Look, Teacher Xiao Qin is so popular."

"Cut, superficial." Song Qian curled her lips.

But Tong Wenjie said seriously: "This shows that Mr. Qin's beauty is based on everyone's aesthetics, okay?"

Song Qian glanced at Fang Yuan, who was signing up for Fang Yifan: "Be careful that your family is jealous."

"Fang Yuan won't be so stingy, but your Qiao Weidong may not be so." Tong Wenjie said with a smile.

Song Qian said disdainfully: "It's been so many years since I've been divorced, what right does he have to be jealous, besides, she's living a chic life now, and even made a new girlfriend."

"Hey, why do I sound like you're jealous?" Tong Wenjie teased.

"As he is now, what is there to be jealous of?"

"So, it's good for your physical and mental health to appreciate handsome guys with me."

The two talked and laughed and completed the formalities for Fang Yifan and Qiao Yingzi.

Qiao Yingzi sighed: "Oh, how did this summer vacation go by so quickly? It's gone in a blink of an eye, and it's another semester that feels like a year."

Fang Yifan nodded approvingly: "That's right, we'll be sophomores in a blink of an eye, and next year's senior year will probably be even more terrifying."

"Hey, have you heard that our previous Chinese teacher seems to have resigned, I wonder how the new Chinese teacher is doing." Huang Zhitao whispered beside him.

Fang Yifan chuckled: "It's better to be a beautiful teacher, younger, with a hotter figure, so maybe my Chinese score can be improved."

His words immediately caught Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao's disdainful white eyes.

"I said he must be a handsome guy, like Takeshi Kaneshiro."

While talking, Wang Yidi came over and said, "Don't guess, he's a handsome guy. I've already found out. Hey, that's the one surrounded by many people over there."

The three looked in the direction of Wang Yidi's finger, Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao were both stunned.

"Is he really a teacher?"

"Since when did our school have such a handsome teacher? Why haven't I seen it before?"

Wang Yidi said triumphantly: "That's the new teacher Qin, my mother attended his public class half a month ago."

Fang Yifan was a little depressed, he was no longer a crush on Huang Zhitao, and no one in the school knew about it, but it was a pity that Huang Zhitao always turned a blind eye to his hospitality.

"Why is your catfish essence everywhere?"

Wang Yidi glared at Fang Yifan angrily: "Fang Hou, don't call me catfish spirit anymore, or I'll never end with you!"

"Catfish essence, catfish essence" Fang Yifan made a provocative grimace at Wang Yidi.

Wang Yidi was so angry that he wanted to hammer him, while Qiao Yingzi and Huang Zhitao watched from the sidelines. They had long been accustomed to Fang Yifan's poisonous tongue, and they also didn't like Wang Yidi's big mouth, so they let them make trouble.

After a busy day, Qin Hao was also very tired, not physically tired, but mentally exhausted. As the saying goes, there are three women in one drama, and today he is surrounded by a group of women. It feels like a group of women The ducks surrounded him, making their brains buzzing.

Qin Hao doubted very much whether he had triggered some passive luck, such as "Friends of Women".

On the contrary, Li Lin was a little envious of Qin Hao's "love luck", and said with emotion: "Sure enough, handsome people are welcome no matter where they go."

On September [-]st, the school officially started. At [-] o'clock in the morning, the senior three students had already started a day of morning self-study, and the first and second grade students also came to the school one after another from [-]:[-].

After a summer vacation, the students still felt a little fresh when they met and greeted each other.

As an active member of the class, Fang Yifan was no exception, and he high-fived his classmates one by one.

Qiao Yingzi patted his hand impatiently, causing Fang Yifan to grin his teeth.

Huang Zhitao, on the other hand, ignored him at all, gave him a sideways glance, and took out his books on his own, ready to go to class.

Jingling bells, the class bell rang, and there was wailing in the classroom. The students all knew that a tense semester was about to start from this moment.

Qin Hao had already arrived outside the classroom. The moment he stepped into the classroom, there was a moment of silence in the classroom, and then there was a commotion.

"Wow, is this our new Chinese teacher? He's so handsome, even more handsome than those celebrities."

"Isn't he so handsome? And he looks so young, doesn't he seem to be a few years older than us?"

The boys wailed.

"Fuck, isn't this teacher robbing me of my job? It seems that my reputation as a schoolboy in Spring Breeze Middle School is going to be lost."

"It's over, it's over, I think all the girls in our class have fallen."

Wang Yidi raised his chin triumphantly: "Look, I'm right, he is our new Chinese teacher."

Qiao Yingzi gave Huang Zhitao a thumbs up: "Okay, assuming your information is accurate this time and you didn't talk nonsense, we won't call you catfish spirit for a week."

"Fang Yifan, you evil spirit!" Wang Yidi showed no joy at all, but instead glared at Fang Yifan with gritted teeth. This nickname was given by Fang Yifan, which caused her to bear a whole semester. I'm afraid I have to carry it until I graduate from high school!

Fang Yifan made a face at Wang Yidi.

Facing the chaotic classroom, Qin Hao cleared his throat, and waited for the students to calm down before turning around and writing his name on the blackboard with chalk.

"Hi students, I am your new Chinese teacher. My name is Qin Hao. I am very happy to spend the unforgettable two years with you."

Before he finished speaking, Fang Yifan choked: "How happy are you? Anyway, I'm not happy."

Immediately, several students who were relatively poor in study echoed: "Yes, I am the happiest not going to school."

"Fang Yifan." Qiao Yingzi couldn't help reminding him, lest he be called a parent.

Qin Hao smiled unhurriedly, "Dancing with joy, entertaining the mind and eyes, dripping with excitement, and gaining a lot of pomp."

The poor students headed by Fang Yifan were stunned, looking at Qin Hao at a loss, not knowing what the words he suddenly popped up meant.

Qin Hao ignored them, but said to the other students, "Can any of you tell them what these idioms mean?"

Huang Zhitao quietly asked Qiao Yingzi: "Do you know?"

Qiao Yingzi shook his head: "The literal meaning is to express joy, but I only know that Xinghui dripping comes from Li Haiguan's novel [Forked Road Light] in the Qing Dynasty, and I don't know the rest of the idioms."

Seeing that no one stood up to answer, Qin Hao explained to himself: "The Xiyue Dance is from "Lie Zi·Tang Wen": "E Huan, it is a long song with a graceful voice, and the old and young are happy to dance. Self-restraint, the sorrow of forgetting."

"I believe that many students will definitely have a doubt about Chinese. Why do we have to learn those obscure and awkward classical Chinese? Obviously, our modern civilization does not speak this way, and what we learn now will largely not be used in the future."

Qin Hao's words can be regarded as talking about the psychology of many students. After high school, there are much more things that need to be memorized and understood in various subjects than in junior high school, and a large amount of content in Chinese needs to be memorized and memorized, which consumes A lot of time, the key is that I don’t need it. Sometimes I go over the wall to watch the little bluebirds on the external network, or play foreign server games, which is still useful.

If anyone greets others without saying anything, others will probably think you are a fool.

Just as the students nodded secretly, Qin Hao continued.

"Students, have you ever thought about a question, how did our surname come from?"

"In the land of China, when our ancestors were savages, they drank blood, fought with wild animals, and multiplied. They began to record that period of history in words, telling future generations how they struggled with the sky, the earth, and the people, and struggled step by step to obtain the continuation of the race."

"The reason why Western powers often fabricate and tamper with history is because they don't have such a background, and their history is at most more than 2000 years. Their history is full of games of power, and fighting is the only theme, so they will never have unified approach.”

"Perhaps compared with many modern subjects, Chinese seems a little outdated. It cannot tell us how to build missiles, airplanes, and spaceships, but this is our root."

"There used to be four ancient civilizations on the earth, and the only country without faults was China. It was our ancestors who used words to pass on their spirit from generation to generation, and it was this spirit that made us even in history. Being bullied by foreign races in the world, they can still rise again."

"That's what it means for us to learn Chinese."

For a moment, there was no sound in the classroom, and then someone applauded, followed by thunderous applause.