Entertainment: I Don’t Want To Work Hard Anymore

"No!"

Zhao Liying shook her head and said, "Even if we just gave the students from our class to Teacher He, there's nothing wrong with it. Just come and have a look, sister."

Xie Na glanced at Zhao Liying suspiciously and saw that she really didn't want to say anything, so she didn't ask any more questions.

After class, the children went to the toilet and played wildly outside.

Of course, there are also some students who love to study. After going to the toilet, they immediately return to class, open the textbook, and review for themselves.

Ye Ling and others who came here to serve as substitute teachers also returned to the office.

"Tell me, how do you feel?" Teacher He asked with a look of despair.

Zhang Zifeng was the first to say: "I'm very tired, very tired!"

"Yeah, even if it's about telling stories, even if I tell a lesson non-stop, I'm very tired." Xie Na said listlessly.

"Are you that tired?"

Zhao Liying was a little confused, she felt quite relaxed.

"Of course you're not tired anymore. You gave all the students to Teacher He and made trouble in my place!" Ye Ling said speechlessly.

"whee!"

Zhao Liying smiled and said nothing.

"Xiaoye, how do you feel?" Teacher He asked.

Ye Ling shrugged and said, "I'm okay. Everyone in our class is obedient and sensible, and there aren't any children who are too naughty."

"But then again, being a teacher is really meaningful. If I hadn't been self-aware, I would have wanted to be a teacher!" Ye Ling laughed.

"Actually, you can really be a teacher. I think your teaching is pretty good." Zhao Liying agreed.

Hearing this, Ye Ling glanced at her and said calmly: "If it weren't for your trouble, I feel like I could have said it better."

Zhao Liying: "..."

"Okay, fifteen minutes have passed and five minutes have passed. Let's take a rest quickly. This afternoon has just begun!" Teacher He closed his eyes after saying this.

Everyone else also closed their eyes and rested.

Ye Ling didn't feel very tired, so he didn't rest. Instead, he walked out of the office and looked at the children playing with a gentle smile.

He had to admit that he really fell in love with the teaching profession because it was a really meaningful profession.

It's just that he knows himself that he is not suitable for this industry.

Putting aside his academic qualifications, just talking about his character, he is destined not to be allowed to enter this noble but stressful industry.

"Sure enough, I'm still suitable to be a salted fish, wait for the hot bar to feed me!"

Ye Ling smiled and walked back to the office!

Fifteen minutes after the break, Ye Ling and others returned to their classrooms. Zhao Liying, who no longer had to be a substitute teacher, also followed Ye Ling to their class.

Ye Ling didn't stop her, he just told her not to cause trouble again.

The afternoon is long, but for Ye Ling, it is extremely short. It feels like time has passed without even realizing it, and it is time for school to end.

During this period, Zhao Liying never caused any trouble.

Hot Bar also called, mainly to tell Ye Ling that she had completed the examination and there were no toxins left in her body, and she was planning to return to her hometown tomorrow.

"Okay, school will be over in ten minutes, let's stop here today!"

Ye Ling randomly asked a classmate to go up and wipe the blackboard, and then said: "We are destined to meet each other, and I will be your substitute teacher for an afternoon. I don't have anything to give you, so I wrote a song for you."

After Ye Ling finished speaking, he picked up the chalk and wrote down the lyrics on the blackboard, and then wrote the song title at the top: "Snail"

"Ye Gou is trying to stir up trouble. He writes songs on the spur of the moment. He's one of the best."

"Ye Gou's musical literacy is nothing to say, but why are you so arrogant and write songs on the fly?"

"Gouzi, are you drifting away, or am I unable to lift the machete!"

"I hope this song can be comparable to the song "Write a Poem for You", but I personally don't think there is much hope. After all, it was only written temporarily."

"Ye Gou, don't say anything else. If your song is half as good as "Write a Poem for You", I will be a fan!"

Zhao Liying also walked to the podium, leaned into Ye Ling's ear and whispered: "Ye Ling, are you crazy? You are going to die if you write a song on the spur of the moment!"

"An Xin, if you don't even have this level, then I wouldn't be ashamed to write a song for you!"

Ye Ling smiled and comforted, then looked at the children under the podium and said: "This song "Snail" is given to you. I hope you will work hard like a snail and overcome all kinds of difficulties to climb up."

"Of course, I hope you can copy it. Whenever you feel physically and mentally exhausted, you can read the lyrics or sing it yourself to give yourself some motivation."

"Should I put down my heavy shell!"

"Look for where the blue sky is!"

"Floating gently with the gentle wind!"

“I don’t feel any pain from the injuries I’ve experienced!”

Ye Ling sang a cappella without any soundtrack, but everyone found it very pleasant, and the children under the podium also sang along.

"I want to climb step by step!"

"Waiting for the sun to look at its face quietly!"

“It’s a small day with big dreams!”

"A heavy shell, wrapped in a gentle look!"

Ye Ling suddenly stopped and listened quietly to the children's voices.

The children under the podium did not stop because Ye Ling stopped, but their voices were surprisingly consistent.

"I want to climb step by step!"

"Fly forward on the blades at the highest point!"

"The tears and sweat shed in a small day!"

"One day I will have my own day."

…

"Is this really written by Ye Gou on the spur of the moment?"

"Why do I feel that this song is even better than the one written by Ye Gou for Reba? Although it is only sung a cappella, it is very inspiring."

"It turns out that men who can play music are all playboys, like Ye Gou, who made wine and married five wives at once."

"To be honest, Ye Gou's musical literacy is really a bit too strong. He wrote such an inspiring song in just one afternoon."

"I can write such a good song at the moment, so what will happen to Zhao Xiaogu? I am inexplicably looking forward to the coming of the night."

At four forty-five in the afternoon, the school bell rang on time.

"stand up!"

"goodbye teacher!"

Ye Ling watched the children leaving one after another and sighed.

He really likes these obedient and lovely children, otherwise he wouldn't have given them his classic "Snail" from his previous life!

"Let's go, Teacher He and the others should be ready to go back!" Zhao Liying reached out and held Ye Ling's arm to comfort her.