back to being a teacher

Chapter 92 Monday’s Broadcast

"Time always flies by. One month has gone by in such a hurry!"

"Hello everyone, I am Fang Bai, and I will be in charge of broadcasting today's radio station!"

Fang Bai spoke in an unhurried tone.

“Today I want to share with you a poem that I used to love!”

"I can't remember the name of the poem clearly!"

"But, I still remember the content of the poem..."

Fang Bai coughed, adjusted his voice, and lowered his voice a little in a pure broadcast tone: "I met the cat while diving, but I didn't meet you!"

“I met the dog climbing, but I didn’t meet you!”

"I met Xia Piaoxue, but I didn't meet you!"

"I met a typhoon in winter, but I didn't meet you!"

"Even the pigs I met would spin their webs, but I didn't meet you!"

"I have met all the extraordinary things, but I have not met ordinary you!"

"In "The Hawthorn Tree", Haizi said, I will not meet you tonight. I have met everything in the world tonight, but I will not meet you!"

"Everyone longs for love, but that doesn't mean everyone will gain love!"

"I hope that each of you will study hard. At the very least, when you can really meet love, you will be able to take care of your love!"

"Instead of rejecting others and saying: 'She doesn't understand, but I have to understand!'"

"When my teacher was in college, he studied psychology for a period of time. What I liked to do most at that time was to record the things that everyone regretted the most!"

"Every time I meet someone, I ask him what he regrets most in his life."

"I have asked many people here. It can be said that there are people from all walks of life, including rich people, poor people, teachers, students, businessmen..."

"Among them, 70.00% of the four people have the same answer, which is that they regret not studying hard when they were young!"

"If you don't want to regret it in the future, study hard!"

After Fang Bai finished speaking, he took a long breath.

Then he opened today's mailbox to submit articles. Every Monday, the radio station's mailbox would be filled with people...

This made the other broadcast hosts on the radio station only to say, envious and jealous.

"Okay, after drinking a big bowl of poisonous chicken soup from Teacher Fang, let's see who the lucky winner is today!"

Fang Bai's voice changed to a very serious one.

"Congratulations. I can't tell you this. This person didn't give me advertising money, so I can't advertise for him!"

"Let's see what he said!"

"Oh ho ho ho ho ho ho..."

The whole school was brainwashed by this devilish laughter, and everyone laughed involuntarily.

"It turned out to be a classmate who was trapped in life!"

"This classmate asked..."

Fang Bai immediately changed into an angry voice and asked angrily: "Teacher, I have gone to school for so many years, stayed up so many nights, done so many exercises, and endured all kinds of pressure. Taking all kinds of cruel exams, falling in love, breaking up, working, working overtime...Teacher, we work so hard...haha, just to become an ordinary person!"

"Teacher, I feel like I can't hold on anymore. I found this out from my shaking hands, but I feel that what he said is right. I have persisted for so long, and maybe I will persist even longer in the future, but I can only become An ordinary person... I don’t know what to do anymore.”

"Mmmm!"

Fang Bai coughed solemnly, and then said seriously: "What you said makes so much sense, I was almost confused!"

Fang Bai's 'dirty thing' immediately knocked many people away...

But more people found that they liked Fang Bai more and more.

"Actually, there are many such poisonous chicken soup teachers!" Fang Bai changed his voice again, a very melancholy voice: "We used a sack of money to buy a sack of books, but in the end we couldn't buy a sack... …”

"Later I discovered that we had sold our ideals and could not buy firewood, rice, oil and salt!"

"When I was young, I achieved nothing. Sometimes I complained about myself, I was decadent and depraved, and sometimes I gritted my teeth and worked hard. But life, there has been no improvement until the age of 30..."

"The fortune teller raised his head slightly and looked at me: After 30 years old, I will get used to it."

"Why do you always feel so ordinary?"

"Maybe it's because you are really ordinary!"

"Life is like this, there is laughter and there are tears. I am responsible for the laughter, and you are responsible for the tears!"

"..."

Fang Bai beeped at the radio station for a long time, instilling a lot of poisonous chicken soup.

Everyone in the school was dumbfounded, how could this person be so good at beeping!
"Hey, look, I feel much better now!"

Fang Bai's joking voice came from the radio again.

"Actually, you don't need to think so much. What's wrong with being ordinary? Who is not ordinary and who is not ordinary?"

"Everyone will get old, sick, and die, so why do you have to think so much about it?"

"Who is not ordinary anymore?"

"Do you want to leave your name forever?"

"Or do you want to leave your own mark in history?"

"You think, you have to do it, you have to work hard, why are you complaining here?"

"People, eat less salt. If you eat too much salt, you will get bored easily!"

"Okay, let's read the letter from the second lucky son..."

……

Fang Bai's broadcasts are always fascinating.

Whether it is a teacher or a student, everyone looks forward to Monday noon.

Because at this time, they would enjoy sitting down and listening to Fang Bai's voice and hearing him tell something different.

Fang Bai's broadcast was like a spring of water, washing away everyone's depression in the originally 'dead' school of Xigao.

Life in high school is very boring, and every student is under a lot of pressure. It is rare to have a chance to relax.

Fang Bai's broadcasts always make people relax. The first-year high school students enjoy this rare moment of relaxation, chewing rice and occasionally smiling...

The second-year high school student stopped writing in his hand and listened to the radio quietly.

And what about the senior high school students?
Some have given up.

And there are still some who are writing vigorously.

For these students who are still trying to move forward, no one knows what their future will be like.

Qin Meng leaned against the window.

Listening to Fang Bai's broadcast quietly.

Her thoughts also drifted to far, far away places.

For example...

I'll have a few babies with Fang Bai in the future...

Fang Bai holds two in his hands, carries another on his neck, and then tells stories to the babies?

Uh-huh, yes, and then she was eating melon seeds next to her.

Gee, perfect!
(End of this chapter)