The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 453 Spring

Although Zheng Miao's last words were very funny, no one laughed, and after hearing Zheng Miao's description, everyone's faces were full of shock.

Can the composition still be written like this?

Especially for those students who are not good at writing essays, it is simply good news.

Who is it that has such an exquisite mind to make such a difficult thing so simple?
"Of course, writing essays according to the method I said can raise your writing level to a higher level, but you still need some small skills to get close to full marks.

For example, try to write more flowers at the beginning and the end, and practice a lot, so that you can go further and reach the peak..."

"Ahem..." Seeing that Zheng Miao had no intention of stopping at all, Wang Xu couldn't help interrupting, "Okay, classmate Zheng Miao, thank you for sharing your learning method with everyone.

But this kind of thing should be discussed in private. The meaning of my invitation to come up is to give everyone a demonstration. "

Zheng Miao asked: "You mean you want me to write essays?"

Wang Xu nodded: "Yes, since you have such a good writing method, writing an article must be a very simple matter."

Unexpectedly, Zheng Mao shook his head: "I really don't know how to write.

Not that I'm being modest, but it's the truth.

Because what I just said is all I know about composition, and I have said everything I can say, and it is just superfluous. "

Seeing that Wang Xu wanted to persuade her, she changed the subject: "However, if you really want to come up with a model essay, I can recommend someone."

Wang Xu: "Recommendation? Who?"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly added with a smile: "Student Zheng Miao, let me emphasize in advance that if the person you recommend is not good enough, I will not approve it."

Zheng Miao's face was full of confidence: "This person is my teacher. As for strength, he gave me the method of writing my composition just now."

"Really?" Wang Xu was taken aback.

Although he is not engaged in literature, as an insider of Huaqing University, he is even more profound than some senior teachers.

Can use this method to interpret composition writing, the other party's literary attainments are definitely not low.

Therefore, this teacher named Kong Meng is fully qualified to come up.

Unexpectedly, Zheng Miao didn't end her words, she continued: "He not only taught me to write essays, but also the best music tutor, bar none.

The well-known "Learning to Meow" and "All Things Live", including the recent "Dawn" and a series of popular songs, are all written by him. "

Everyone was shocked again. A well-read and talented Chinese teacher is already terrifying, but now adding another one who is brilliant in writing is simply terrifying.

While shocked, everyone was full of anticipation for Confucius and Mencius, wanting to see who the hell was.

Seeing this, Wang Xu had no choice but to say: "In that case, please give a warm applause to welcome Teacher Confucius."

The applause sounded like thunder.

When Zheng Miao mentioned his name, Confucius and Mencius felt something was wrong.

result……

He stood up reluctantly and walked to the stage.

Everyone else was shocked, especially the teacher. After all, Confucius and Mencius were too young.

Such young people are usually interns in school, and it would be great if they can become regulars.

but……

Suddenly, someone said, "Are you Dr. Kong?"

Kong Meng was taken aback for a moment, and looked at each other strangely.

"Yes, you are Doctor Kong. You can recognize your face even if it turns into ashes."

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

He was a little helpless, big brother, what does it mean to be recognized by turning into ashes?

Can we still play happily together in the future?

But the other party was unwilling to give up: "He is really a doctor, by the way, look at my memory, I forgot to introduce him.

Everyone knows white mushroom element, right? "

Someone immediately said: "Of course I know, a special anticancer drug, because this drug directly defeated cancer, one of the three major human diseases."

"That's right, this is an unparalleled great feat, and it has saved countless lives."

"My grandfather suffered from this disease, and my father spent hundreds of thousands of dollars, but it didn't help. I thought he was going to leave, but this medicine saved him."

"..."

The audience was full of praise and praise.

The person who spoke just now continued: "Then I will tell everyone that the inventor of Baigusu is Dr. Kong."

The crowd was instantly in an uproar.

Everyone looked at Confucius and Mencius with different eyes instantly, ranging from disbelief and doubt to fanaticism and respect.

Wang Xu was equally astonished. Baigusu, which caused a commotion some time ago, was so famous that he had heard of it even though he was so busy every day.

It's just that the inventor of Baigusu is relatively low-key, and he didn't leave his name and photo. He only knows that the other person's surname is Kong, and he is known as Dr. Kong.

There are so many people surnamed Kong in the world, and he didn't connect the two parties together at all.

"Are you really that Dr. Kong?" He couldn't help asking.

Kong Meng smiled lightly: "My surname is Kong, and it is true that I invented Baigusu.

But everyone usually likes to call me Teacher Kong. "

Regarding his identity, Confucius and Mencius didn't mean to hide it, but he usually likes to keep a low profile and doesn't want his fame to affect his life, so he appears unknown.

But these words became different in Wang Xu's ears.

The inventor of Baigusu, the conqueror of cancer, what is that concept?
Fame and wealth, as long as Confucius and Mencius are willing, which one is not easy to come by?
But the other party only wants to be a teacher in a middle school.

Anyway, Wang Xu asked himself, if it was him, he would never be able to do this.

It took him a long time to calm down, but his tone was unknowingly more polite: "Mr. Kong is good!"

As soon as these words came out, Kong Meng couldn't help being stunned.

Why are you so polite all of a sudden?

The next moment he recalled it.

The other party was obviously intimidated by his title of Doctor Kong, which made him appear so abnormal.

When Kongmeng looked at other people, he found that these people took Wang Xu's expression for granted, and felt helpless for a moment.

Is this the legend that people are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong?
He smiled: "You're welcome, this is my hobby, my real job is a teacher."

Wang Xu: "..."

After the embarrassment of the sentence just now, he finally returned to normal:

"Sorry, this is Mr. Kong, you must have heard our conversation just now.

Can you do an article related to spring?

Of course, it depends on what you want to do or not, and we will not force you here. "

After hearing Wang Xu's words, Confucius and Meng felt a little funny.

Facing Zheng Miao's aggressive attitude just now, he didn't give her a chance to refute at all.

If I am not the inventor of Baigusu, I think the treatment will be similar.

This reminded him of the story of "sit, please sit, please take your seat". He did not expect that individual teachers at Huaqing University have similar minds as everyone else.

But attitude is attitude, Confucius and Mencius nodded after thinking about it: "No problem."

Wang Xudao: "Really? That's great, then let's enjoy Teacher Kong's wonderful article!"

After finishing speaking, he suddenly thought of something again, and his face became embarrassed again: "Mr. Kong, because the time is relatively short, do you want to spend one to two ten minutes to prepare?"

Confucius and Mencius glanced at him: "Didn't you stipulate that a student can only think for one minute?"

"This, haha, that's right."

Ignoring Wang Xu, who was once again embarrassed, Kong Meng lowered his head, and became calm the next moment.

I saw him looking into the distance with both eyes, his face was full of tenderness:
"Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching.

Everything looked like she had just woken up, and Xinxin opened her eyes.

Shan Lang Run has gotten up, the high tide has gotten up, the sun blushed.

The grass secretly drilled out of the soil, tender and green.

In the garden, in the field, look around, a large area is full of it.

Sitting, lying down, rolling twice, kicking a few balls, running a few times, catching and hiding a few times.

The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you don’t let me, I don’t let you, they are all full of flowers.

The red one is like fire, the pink one is like Xia, and the white one is like snow.

In the flower is having the sweet taste; Closed one's eyes, on the tree as if already was full was the peach, the apricot, the pear.

Under the flower becomes thousand tenths hundred honeybees humming sound to make, the size butterfly flies round.

The wild flower is everywhere: Various, has the name, does not have the name, disperses in the thick patch of grass, looks like the eye, looks like the star, winks winks.

"Blowing the face is not cold willow wind", not bad, like a mother's hand stroking you.

The wind brings the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly moist air.

The birds set their nests among the flowers and leaves, cheered up, showed off their crisp throats, and sang melodious tunes, echoing the breeze and flowing water.

The shepherd boy's piccolo on the back of the cow is also playing loudly all day long at this time.

Rain is the most common, it lasts for three or two days at a time.

Don't worry.

Look, it looks like ox hair, like flower needles, like filaments, densely woven diagonally, and a thin layer of smoke is all over the roof of the house.

The leaves of the trees are so green that they shine, and the grass is so green that it hurts your eyes.

In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little bit of yellow halo light set off a quiet and peaceful night.

Going to the countryside, on small roads and beside stone bridges, there are people walking slowly with umbrellas; there are also farmers working in the fields, wearing capes and straw hats.

Their thatched huts are sparse and silent in the rain.

There are more and more kites in the sky, and there are more children on the ground.

In the city and in the countryside, every household, old and young, they all came out one by one, as if they were in a hurry.

Shu Huo Shuhuo the live physique, rouses pulls oneself together, each does an each matter to go.

"A year's plan lies in spring." At the beginning, there are plenty of time and hope.

Spring is like a baby that has just landed, it is new from head to toe, and it is growing.

Spring is like a little girl, blooming, smiling and walking.

Spring is like a robust young man with iron arms, waist and feet, and he leads us forward. "

Confucius and Mencius remained intact for a while, but the scene was still silent.

After a long time, Wang Xu was the first to realize that he started to applaud.

Continuous applause sounded, and soon it was like thunder, one after another, without end.

"Mr. Kong, this article is really..."

He found himself at a loss for words.

Although Confucius and Mencius were the inventors of white mushrooms and wrote so many songs, in Wang Xu's mind, even if he wrote an article about spring, it would be just ordinary stuff.

It was not that he had no confidence in Confucius and Mencius, but that the preparation time was too short.

As a teacher of Huaqing University, although he is not a literature major, he still has a lot of accomplishment in this area.

If you want him to write it himself, let alone a minute, even if you give him a month, he can't do it to this level.

He has to admit that a genius is a genius, and the thinking of ordinary people is completely incomprehensible.

Confucius and Mencius smiled lightly: "Do you think it's good, and I think it's good too."

"This one……"

Wang Xu didn't know what to say, how could he praise himself so much?
It's a pity that he is not a time traveler, otherwise he would definitely understand the aspirations of Confucius and Mencius.

Lao Zhu was able to become a professor at Huaqing University with his bachelor's degree, so how could he not have two talents?

Of course, he didn't want to explain too much about this matter, and he couldn't explain it clearly, so he said: "If there is nothing else, I will go down first."

Wang Xu nodded, and suddenly thought of something: "Mr. Kong, let me ask you one last question. I was shocked when I heard what classmate Zheng Miao said just now about the method of writing in paragraphs, but your article has absolutely no do that.

Can you tell me why? "

He can't be blamed for being confused. Zhu Ziqing's [-]-word essay is just in line with the number of words in the essay for the college entrance examination.

So Wang Xu regards it as a composition essay for the college entrance examination, which is completely fine.

Kong Meng smiled: "The method Zheng Miao just mentioned is just a compromise that has to be made in the face of the exam.

After all, the time for Chinese in the college entrance examination is tight and the tasks are heavy. It is difficult to get a high score without an excellent method.

But this is only for ordinary people. If your writing style has long been self-contained and you are fully capable of writing a unique and alternative text in the college entrance examination, then this method is the weakest of chicken ribs.

As the saying goes, it is better to have no books than to believe in books.

The same is true for learning. It’s not that you believe what I say, but that you learn from each other’s strengths and make up for your weaknesses.

That's why disciples don't have to be inferior to teachers, and teachers don't have to be better than disciples. There is a priority in learning the Tao, and there is a specialization in art. This is what I said. "

As soon as these words came out, thunderous applause sounded again.

After listening to Zheng Miao's words just now, many students were enlightened and enlightened.

Everyone couldn't help but want to change their writing ideas, and there were some students with outstanding literary talents among them.

But as for how to change, it made them fall into distress.

My composition is already very good, even if it does not reach the full score, it is very close to the full score.

Forcibly changing the writing style is most likely to be counterproductive.

But if you don't change it, Zheng Miao's speech is so good, with clear context and clear intention, which is much better than writing based on feeling.

After all, after studying for so many years, everyone will have an inertial thinking. The experience that others can put on the podium is correct and worth learning.

Until just now!

Teacher Kong is quite right. When it comes to writing skills, I am not bad at all.

Moreover, if the composition wants to be brilliant, the most important thing is to have one's own thoughts, which is called test-oriented composition rotely. Such a person will never become a real literary master.

When Confucius and Mencius came down from the podium, students immediately ran over to ask him for his autograph and asked questions about his studies.

Confucius and Mencius also knew that they could say everything, and they could say everything.

That limelight is more than a thousand times stronger than that of Zheng Miao just now?
(End of this chapter)