Reborn Country Overlord
CHAPTER 3 CHARACTERISTICS OF THE TIME
CHAPTER 3 CHARACTERISTICS OF THE TIME
When Zhang Tao and He Jianguo returned to their seats, the Chinese teacher was ready to start the lecture, and the Chinese teacher was also the head teacher of this class. He glanced at Zhang Tao and He Jianguo who were sitting on the seats, and then said.
"The final exam is coming soon. I hope everyone will focus on their studies. If you do not do well in the final exam, I will notify your parents to come to the school when the school starts next year. Those with poor grades will have to repeat the grade. You guys Do it yourself. Today we will continue to review the content of this semester, and before reviewing, I will talk about the composition you handed in last time."
Zhang Tao was stunned immediately after hearing what the Chinese teacher said, composition?It seems that the Chinese teacher has never read the composition of the next few weeks on my composition text, and has not even written a word.
So on the day when Zhang Tao's soul was reborn, because his thoughts were messy, he felt that the Chinese teacher would not think much about the composition because of the final exam, so he filled in some content casually.Looking at the posture of the Chinese teacher now, it probably has something to do with the content I filled in randomly.
"My ideal, my ideal is to sleep until I wake up naturally every day, and count the money until my hands are cramped. Every day, I take a high-end car and eight pure white horses to go around the village. All the beautiful people in the village When the girls see me, they immediately rush towards me, and whoever has delicious food obediently brings it to me..."
The Chinese teacher seemed to randomly pick one out of a pile of composition texts, and then read it out in the classroom. The whole class burst into laughter after hearing it.
The Chinese teacher didn't seem to intend to reveal who wrote it, so he threw the composition back, and then glanced in Zhang Tao's direction inadvertently.
"I won't say who wrote this composition. The person who wrote it naturally knew in his heart that he would go to my office to find me after school in the afternoon. I need to have a good talk with him about this ideal issue." There was a roar of laughter.
After Zhang Tao heard it, he felt depressed. He wrote this composition. It was just a random writing to fill up the number of words. The 300-word proposition composition "My Ideal".
The students in the class either wrote about going to be a soldier, or going to be a teacher or a worker, and there are a few who are scientists and high-ranking officials who serve the people. I guess the one who wants to be a village tyrant is himself.
It’s just—this is an era when thinking is a bit simple. No one dares to write in the composition that they can’t find the same pebbles to give to their sisters, and there are no words about sleeping until they wake up naturally, and counting money until their hands are cramped. of.
So this kind of ideal is simply unsightly, and it is completely the performance of a typical bum, but the student who wrote this composition is still the student with the best grades in the school. It is no wonder that the Chinese teacher is in a good mood. The second-rate son is developing.
After reviewing, although the Chinese teacher was talking about class, in fact, he just said that the key texts should be paid attention to by rote memorization, and the rest is for all students to review by themselves.
A group of children took their textbooks and recited them loudly. No matter whether it is useful for the final exam or not, they should recite the lesson to the teacher first, and the louder they recite, the more they can prove that they are studying seriously.
The review at this time is like this. The exams are either filling in the blanks and making sentences, or silently writing passages of ancient poems. Anyway, there is nothing special about it. As long as you memorize the textbooks and pass the exam, you will be fine.So there is no big problem with the method of the Chinese teacher, it is a complete cramming education model.
Zhang Tao just flipped through the Chinese books casually and was in no mood to review. His memory has always been very good, and he is still a soul in his 30s.If he can't do this kind of simple question well, he might as well dig a hole and bury himself, so he doesn't worry about the final exam at all.
After leaving his textbooks, Zhang Tao thought about how he should explain to his Chinese teacher before he could go back early after school. There were still a lot of things waiting for him at home, and he didn't want to listen to the class teacher's training.
Before I was reborn, I was in my thirties, about the same age as my Chinese teacher now, and he is someone who has experienced it. Talking about ideals and life with a person who is more than 20 years behind me is a very nonsense thing. How can the current Chinese teacher know what happened more than 20 years later?
Not to mention smart phones and computers in the future, but even telephones. Zhang Tao’s village doesn’t even have one now. The scene of upstairs and downstairs with electric lights and telephones can only be seen in the city. How can things happen in the next 20 years? A rural elementary school teacher can imagine it, so there is a generation gap between the two of them, and there is no way to communicate at all.
The curriculum for the third grade of elementary school at this time is very simple, with three classes in the morning and two classes in the afternoon.I have never taken the courses on ideology, morality and nature, and they are written on the schedule only to meet the inspection of the school district's leaders.
It was directly occupied by the Chinese and mathematics teachers, after all, those things were never tested in the final exam.Even if you take the test once in a while, the teacher just throws the answer to the students to copy it. There is no invigilator at all, everyone passes the test, and everyone is happy.
When I was a child studying in the past, I always felt that a day seemed to be very long, and it was hard to get through a year.At that time, what I longed for most was to grow up early during the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, there would be delicious food, new clothes to wear, and lucky money.
And it seems that when I grow up, I can do a lot of things, I can earn money by myself, and no one cares about what I want to do.
It was only when I grew up that I realized that I was really wrong. It seemed that the carefree life when I was a child was the best time in my life.
When I grow up, I realize that I am not so free in what I do. All kinds of problems and pressures come one after another. I have to live in this situation all my life. OK, carefree.
Zhang Tao, who has returned to elementary school, naturally does not feel that time is too slow. The soul in his 30s seems to cherish and like this ordinary carefree life now.
It's just that his soul is not a child after all, whether it's for the ideal of being a village tyrant or for a better life in the future, he has to start preparing some things now.
Otherwise, if he had to live a whole life and still live as before, it would really be a waste of an opportunity—although he crossed over without preparing anything.
Perhaps, the ideal of being a village tyrant is really good.
People at this time don't understand what a happy life it would be to be a village tyrant after more than 20 years.I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, counting money until my hands cramp.
Every day I take a high-end car to patrol around the village, all the beautiful girls in the village rush towards me, eat pure natural and harmless vegetables and fruits every day, lie in the villa with a garden and look at the green mountains and green waters Surrounding, leisurely basking in the sun and singing songs, this kind of beauty is unimaginable.
After more than 20 years, those who ideally want to be teachers, soldiers or workers, they have to find a suitable job every day for the high housing prices, various expenses for children's growth, slow wage growth and higher consumption. Struggling with my wife's various house and car troubles.
Whose ideal can be better than your own?So this is the tragedy of a prophet, especially when the prophet is a child.
It's just because the people who study in this elementary school during my time period have one thing in common, that is, almost all of them are born in the 80s.
This is an era with great characteristics of the times, a transitional stage from spiritual civilization to material civilization, an era in which beliefs are slowly destroyed, and an era in which morality is gradually brought together.
Their footsteps are always unable to keep up with the pace of changes in the situation. They live according to the instilled world view, but find that this world view is purely fooling them as fools.
When they were in elementary school, they didn’t need money to go to university;
When they were able to work, they struggled to find a job that wouldn't starve them to death. When they thought they had a job, they found out that the f*cking company had to pay bonuses to recruit workers. Life is like that. Such a joke on them.
When they can't earn money, the house is allocated; when they can earn money, they find that the house can no longer be bought; when they are under the age of marriage, they can marry a wife by riding a bicycle.
When they reach the age of marriage, they cannot marry a wife without a bungalow or car; when they are not looking for a partner, the girls are caring; when they are looking for a partner, the girls are talking about money.
When they have been instilling the alarm bells to never forget the national humiliation since elementary school, it is only when we reach society that we find that those who make us not forget the national humiliation are precisely the group of people who are most likely to forget.
After they worked hard to memorize words for English and coped with the exams year after year, they found out in society that those things made up of letters are actually useless. You can also figure out how much money you can win by playing cards.
Zhang Tao is also born in the 80s. As a person who "comes here", he naturally knows what will happen in the future, and he also knows the characteristics of people in this era.
People in this era have been cheated since they were born, and they are still cheated when they are reborn, maybe they will be cheated until they die.
So he needs to let himself go to the front, otherwise he will have to repeat the path he has walked before and continue to struggle in life.
"Hey, I'll give you something to eat!" While Zhang Tao was meditating, a girl at his desk secretly put a few things that looked like rat droppings from under the desk into Zhang Tao's hands. looked around to see if anyone had noticed them.
(End of this chapter)
When Zhang Tao and He Jianguo returned to their seats, the Chinese teacher was ready to start the lecture, and the Chinese teacher was also the head teacher of this class. He glanced at Zhang Tao and He Jianguo who were sitting on the seats, and then said.
"The final exam is coming soon. I hope everyone will focus on their studies. If you do not do well in the final exam, I will notify your parents to come to the school when the school starts next year. Those with poor grades will have to repeat the grade. You guys Do it yourself. Today we will continue to review the content of this semester, and before reviewing, I will talk about the composition you handed in last time."
Zhang Tao was stunned immediately after hearing what the Chinese teacher said, composition?It seems that the Chinese teacher has never read the composition of the next few weeks on my composition text, and has not even written a word.
So on the day when Zhang Tao's soul was reborn, because his thoughts were messy, he felt that the Chinese teacher would not think much about the composition because of the final exam, so he filled in some content casually.Looking at the posture of the Chinese teacher now, it probably has something to do with the content I filled in randomly.
"My ideal, my ideal is to sleep until I wake up naturally every day, and count the money until my hands are cramped. Every day, I take a high-end car and eight pure white horses to go around the village. All the beautiful people in the village When the girls see me, they immediately rush towards me, and whoever has delicious food obediently brings it to me..."
The Chinese teacher seemed to randomly pick one out of a pile of composition texts, and then read it out in the classroom. The whole class burst into laughter after hearing it.
The Chinese teacher didn't seem to intend to reveal who wrote it, so he threw the composition back, and then glanced in Zhang Tao's direction inadvertently.
"I won't say who wrote this composition. The person who wrote it naturally knew in his heart that he would go to my office to find me after school in the afternoon. I need to have a good talk with him about this ideal issue." There was a roar of laughter.
After Zhang Tao heard it, he felt depressed. He wrote this composition. It was just a random writing to fill up the number of words. The 300-word proposition composition "My Ideal".
The students in the class either wrote about going to be a soldier, or going to be a teacher or a worker, and there are a few who are scientists and high-ranking officials who serve the people. I guess the one who wants to be a village tyrant is himself.
It’s just—this is an era when thinking is a bit simple. No one dares to write in the composition that they can’t find the same pebbles to give to their sisters, and there are no words about sleeping until they wake up naturally, and counting money until their hands are cramped. of.
So this kind of ideal is simply unsightly, and it is completely the performance of a typical bum, but the student who wrote this composition is still the student with the best grades in the school. It is no wonder that the Chinese teacher is in a good mood. The second-rate son is developing.
After reviewing, although the Chinese teacher was talking about class, in fact, he just said that the key texts should be paid attention to by rote memorization, and the rest is for all students to review by themselves.
A group of children took their textbooks and recited them loudly. No matter whether it is useful for the final exam or not, they should recite the lesson to the teacher first, and the louder they recite, the more they can prove that they are studying seriously.
The review at this time is like this. The exams are either filling in the blanks and making sentences, or silently writing passages of ancient poems. Anyway, there is nothing special about it. As long as you memorize the textbooks and pass the exam, you will be fine.So there is no big problem with the method of the Chinese teacher, it is a complete cramming education model.
Zhang Tao just flipped through the Chinese books casually and was in no mood to review. His memory has always been very good, and he is still a soul in his 30s.If he can't do this kind of simple question well, he might as well dig a hole and bury himself, so he doesn't worry about the final exam at all.
After leaving his textbooks, Zhang Tao thought about how he should explain to his Chinese teacher before he could go back early after school. There were still a lot of things waiting for him at home, and he didn't want to listen to the class teacher's training.
Before I was reborn, I was in my thirties, about the same age as my Chinese teacher now, and he is someone who has experienced it. Talking about ideals and life with a person who is more than 20 years behind me is a very nonsense thing. How can the current Chinese teacher know what happened more than 20 years later?
Not to mention smart phones and computers in the future, but even telephones. Zhang Tao’s village doesn’t even have one now. The scene of upstairs and downstairs with electric lights and telephones can only be seen in the city. How can things happen in the next 20 years? A rural elementary school teacher can imagine it, so there is a generation gap between the two of them, and there is no way to communicate at all.
The curriculum for the third grade of elementary school at this time is very simple, with three classes in the morning and two classes in the afternoon.I have never taken the courses on ideology, morality and nature, and they are written on the schedule only to meet the inspection of the school district's leaders.
It was directly occupied by the Chinese and mathematics teachers, after all, those things were never tested in the final exam.Even if you take the test once in a while, the teacher just throws the answer to the students to copy it. There is no invigilator at all, everyone passes the test, and everyone is happy.
When I was a child studying in the past, I always felt that a day seemed to be very long, and it was hard to get through a year.At that time, what I longed for most was to grow up early during the Chinese New Year. After the Chinese New Year, there would be delicious food, new clothes to wear, and lucky money.
And it seems that when I grow up, I can do a lot of things, I can earn money by myself, and no one cares about what I want to do.
It was only when I grew up that I realized that I was really wrong. It seemed that the carefree life when I was a child was the best time in my life.
When I grow up, I realize that I am not so free in what I do. All kinds of problems and pressures come one after another. I have to live in this situation all my life. OK, carefree.
Zhang Tao, who has returned to elementary school, naturally does not feel that time is too slow. The soul in his 30s seems to cherish and like this ordinary carefree life now.
It's just that his soul is not a child after all, whether it's for the ideal of being a village tyrant or for a better life in the future, he has to start preparing some things now.
Otherwise, if he had to live a whole life and still live as before, it would really be a waste of an opportunity—although he crossed over without preparing anything.
Perhaps, the ideal of being a village tyrant is really good.
People at this time don't understand what a happy life it would be to be a village tyrant after more than 20 years.I sleep until I wake up naturally every day, counting money until my hands cramp.
Every day I take a high-end car to patrol around the village, all the beautiful girls in the village rush towards me, eat pure natural and harmless vegetables and fruits every day, lie in the villa with a garden and look at the green mountains and green waters Surrounding, leisurely basking in the sun and singing songs, this kind of beauty is unimaginable.
After more than 20 years, those who ideally want to be teachers, soldiers or workers, they have to find a suitable job every day for the high housing prices, various expenses for children's growth, slow wage growth and higher consumption. Struggling with my wife's various house and car troubles.
Whose ideal can be better than your own?So this is the tragedy of a prophet, especially when the prophet is a child.
It's just because the people who study in this elementary school during my time period have one thing in common, that is, almost all of them are born in the 80s.
This is an era with great characteristics of the times, a transitional stage from spiritual civilization to material civilization, an era in which beliefs are slowly destroyed, and an era in which morality is gradually brought together.
Their footsteps are always unable to keep up with the pace of changes in the situation. They live according to the instilled world view, but find that this world view is purely fooling them as fools.
When they were in elementary school, they didn’t need money to go to university;
When they were able to work, they struggled to find a job that wouldn't starve them to death. When they thought they had a job, they found out that the f*cking company had to pay bonuses to recruit workers. Life is like that. Such a joke on them.
When they can't earn money, the house is allocated; when they can earn money, they find that the house can no longer be bought; when they are under the age of marriage, they can marry a wife by riding a bicycle.
When they reach the age of marriage, they cannot marry a wife without a bungalow or car; when they are not looking for a partner, the girls are caring; when they are looking for a partner, the girls are talking about money.
When they have been instilling the alarm bells to never forget the national humiliation since elementary school, it is only when we reach society that we find that those who make us not forget the national humiliation are precisely the group of people who are most likely to forget.
After they worked hard to memorize words for English and coped with the exams year after year, they found out in society that those things made up of letters are actually useless. You can also figure out how much money you can win by playing cards.
Zhang Tao is also born in the 80s. As a person who "comes here", he naturally knows what will happen in the future, and he also knows the characteristics of people in this era.
People in this era have been cheated since they were born, and they are still cheated when they are reborn, maybe they will be cheated until they die.
So he needs to let himself go to the front, otherwise he will have to repeat the path he has walked before and continue to struggle in life.
"Hey, I'll give you something to eat!" While Zhang Tao was meditating, a girl at his desk secretly put a few things that looked like rat droppings from under the desk into Zhang Tao's hands. looked around to see if anyone had noticed them.
(End of this chapter)
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