"Teacher Yang Ming is here!"

"Teacher Yang, your history class is really amazing! In the future, our history teaching and research group will rely on Teacher Yang!"

"It's an honor to be in the same office with Mr. Yang!"

Yang Ming came out of the principal's office with his information bag in one hand and a teacup in the other, and came to his office, which was located in the history teaching and research group on the third floor.

Although he is a school director, as a history teacher, Fang Wensi did not give him too much special treatment. Just arranged a desk in the window, the location is very good, and there are some greenery, obviously put a lot of thought into it.

Yang Ming didn't care much about this, and Principal Fang's own office was also quite simple.

When he came here, the entire history department was in a sensation, both male and female teachers stood up to welcome him, and the head of the history department personally brought him to his seat.

"Teacher Yang, your desk is here. It may seem a little simpler, but this is the tradition of our Mingde Middle School, focusing on running the school, not enjoying it. ”

Yang Ming stood next to his seat and looked left and right, feeling quite satisfied, nodded and smiled, "What's so shabby about this? The so-called Si is a humble room, but Wu Dexin! Mingde Middle School focuses on teacher morality, if the office is extremely luxurious, then who else can teach with peace of mind? It's very good here, I'm very satisfied!"

"That's good!" After the head of the history teaching and research group arranged for Yang Ming, he looked at the crowd of onlookers around him, turned around and scolded, "Everyone go back, there's nothing to see! In the future, they will all be colleagues in the same office, and there will be many opportunities to meet! Teacher Yang Ming will have to attend class in a while, so let him prepare." ”

"It's okay, it's okay. Take care of you in the future!" Yang Ming smiled and saluted everyone, and began to sit down to prepare the lesson plan.

The other history teachers didn't want to bother, going back to their desks or huddled together to whisper.

Zhang Qiang is also a young history teacher, compared to Yang Ming, he has little sense of existence, and his desk is also in the most remote corner.

He wears heavy glasses and dresses plainly, and basically no female teacher will pay attention to him, and he is completely a small transparent in the office.

However, he is a real history lover, and after listening to Yang Ming's first lecture on the history of the Ming Dynasty last time, he was surprised to find that history lessons can still be taught like this! With a language full of modern style, it blends the atmosphere of animation and the second middle school teenager, and tells the original thick history vividly and interestingly!

The result is obvious, so that many people who were not interested in history now have the desire to listen to it! Especially those students, few of whom like history!

But Mr. Yang Ming's history class is an exception, even those girls who can't tell the difference between Tang, Song, Yuan, and Ming Shun are now in love with history class!

This has to be said to be a miracle, Mr. Zhang Qiang admires it, and I also want to listen to Mr. Yang Ming's second class.

But he is a little transparent, even if he is in the same office as Teacher Yang Ming, he can't speak, let alone listen to Yang Ming's class!

Principal Fang Wensi has said before that in the future, Teacher Yang Ming's class is not allowed to be watched. This is what makes Zhang Qiang scratch his ears and cheeks a little, how can he hear Teacher Yang Ming's class?

But the good news was not long in coming. The head of the history teaching and research group announced that in the future, Mr. Yang Ming's classes will record videos and then play them in the history classes of other classes.

Zhang Qiang was suddenly overjoyed, and when Mr. Yang Ming's history class was finished, he would be able to hear Mr. Yang Ming's class for the first time, although it was not a scene, but it was also very good.

Ding Ding Ding.

The bell rang for the 4th class, Teacher Yang Ming went to class with a folder, Zhang Qiang stood on the balcony and watched Teacher Yang Ming walk away, he had no class in this class, so he could only wait quietly.

In fact, there are many teachers like Mr. Zhang Qiang, and everyone wants to see Mr. Yang Ming's second class.

Some of them, like Mr. Zhang, liked Mr. Yang's style of teaching, but there were also some teachers who were waiting to see the jokes, believing that Mr. Yang was nothing more than an unconventional sensational. If the second history lesson is not good, or if the students do not like to listen to it, it means that this teaching method is still not good.

Everyone was waiting, and 45 minutes passed quickly, and the bell rang again.

Before Mr. Yang Ming came back from class, he saw the director of the history teaching and research group walking back with a smile in his hand, holding a small USB flash drive in his hand.

"How's it going?" the long-awaited teachers all gathered around.

"Just look at it!" The director of the history teaching and research group smiled slightly, inserted the USB flash drive into a laptop, and suddenly Teacher Yang Ming appeared on the screen.

"Right after the previous lesson, let's move on to the second lesson. As mentioned in the previous section, 1344 came, and God was ready to abandon the Great Yuan Dynasty, so at the beginning of this year, Emperor Yuan Shun, the emperor of the Great Yuan Dynasty, received two messages. ”

"The first news is that the Yellow River has overflowed, killing hundreds of thousands of people and shaking the world, and the second news is that the vicinity of the Huai River has suffered a severe plague and drought, and there have been countless casualties. ”

"For the rulers of the Great Yuan Dynasty, there is no trouble to die of illness and starvation, but those who survived the disaster are the real trouble!"

"Their troubles have just begun!"

Listening to Teacher Yang Ming start the lecture, the entire history teaching and research group fell silent, although Zhang Qiang stood at the end, but through thick glasses, his eyes were excited.

"Teacher Yang Ming is really good, and he still speaks so well!

Yang Ming introduced the historical background at that time, and then talked about the protagonist of this history, that is, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was still called Zhu Chongba at that time.

Yang Ming's voice was subdued, especially when it came to the great changes that Zhu Chongba's family had suffered in this natural and man-made disaster, it was even more emotional.

"When disaster comes, no one is immune, and Zhu Chongba is the same. On the eighth day of the fourth month his father starved to death in bed, on the ninth day of the fourth month his eldest brother starved to death, on the twelfth day of the fourth month his eldest brother also starved to death, and for another 10 days, his mother starved to death as well!"

"You can imagine what kind of life it was like. The most tragic thing in the world can be said to be nothing more than this, watching his family starve to death one by one, 17-year-old Zhu Chongba can't do anything!"

"For a child, the only way for him is to cry! But after crying, he still has to live, he wants to bury his parents, there is no coffin, no shroud, not even a place to bury! Although the world is big, there is land everywhere, but nothing belongs to him!"

Zhu Chongba raised his head, and he prayed to heaven, to the Buddha, and to Liu De, the rich man he herded cattle...... But it didn't work, and gradually his heart became cold. He knew no one could save him but himself!"

Under Yang Ming's very infectious words, the history teachers all listened to it with red eyes. In fact, when he spoke this paragraph, many of the young students in the classroom were silently crying.

Other teachers have also talked about this paragraph, but it is not contagious at all. Yang Ming's speech is immersive, as if he has seen the suffering and torture endured by the young Zhu Yuanzhang, which is moving.