The first class in the morning was a Chinese class, and the Chinese teacher, Mr. Yu, was a little old man who was a bit of a pedant, and he should retire in a few years.

Old man Yu shook his head and read the text aloud in class, and all the students were driven by his emotions and listened carefully.

This old man seems to be particularly fond of reading texts in class, which may have something to do with the education he received as a child, or it may be a way for him to mobilize the attention of his students.

At the beginning, everyone saw Old Man Yu shaking his head and reading the text in class, which was quite ridiculous, and whispered in the classroom. Old man Yu didn't care about everyone's reactions, and continued to read aloud as he should. Later, everyone slowly got used to the old man's way of lecturing, and there were fewer and fewer jokes.

Until one time, Old Man Yu recited Ai Qing's poem "I Love This Land" to everyone in class

If I were a bird,

I should also sing with a hoarse throat:

This storm-stricken land,

This eternal river of our grief and indignation,

This wrathful wind that blows endlessly,

and the incomparably gentle dawn from the woods......

- and then I died,

Even the feathers rotted in the ground.

Why do I always have tears in my eyes?

Because I love this land so much......

The old man's affectionate, high-pitched voice was full of grief and indignation, desolate, and left infinite love, love so deep! so resolute! so pure!

When the old man finished reciting, the face that confirmed the vicissitudes of the years, the old tears were vertical and horizontal, and he didn't wipe them for a long time. The students were deeply moved by this scene and burst into thunderous applause.

From then on, few of the students were mischievous in the old man's class, and they all enjoyed listening to his recitation.

Ma Dongbao is very relaxed in Chinese class. Teacher Yu never named herself in Chinese class. Because every time Teacher Yu wanted to ask a question, he asked the students to raise their hands.

Teacher Yu only picked the students who raised their hands to ask questions, and Ma Dongbao never raised his hand once, so he was not asked once.

Ma Dongbao put the language book on the desk, his chin on the table, and listened to Teacher Yu's lecture with his ears. Teacher Yu is reciting an ancient text to everyone with emotion.

Ma Dongbao suddenly wanted to see what Teacher Yu looked like when he was reciting, and put down the textbook. Teacher Yu on the podium was holding the textbook far away with one hand, his head slightly lowered, and a pair of eyes peeking out from the top of his reading glasses, staring at the textbook.

Don't look at Teacher Yu's age, but he is very stylish in recitation, his voice is subdued and frustrated, and he is full of emotion, which is very similar to everyone's demeanor during the Republic of China.

Ma Dongbao looked at it and thought it was funny, and couldn't help but laugh out loud secretly. Wen Yaxin next to him turned her head and glared at him. Ma Dongbao quickly put away his smile.

At this time, Ma Dongbao found that the big screen in his mind was turned on again, facing the teacher's thinning hair. The big screen shows that small bubbles are formed in Teacher Yu's light brain from time to time.

Small bubbles start from a small dot, slowly gather and become larger, then jump out of the brain, become words one by one, and finally form words and sentences, and finally come out of Teacher Yu's mouth.

Ma Dongbao felt very funny, and saw that the bubbles in Mr. Yu's mind turned into words: people...... Not...... Bear...... Whereas...... Know...... It...... Who, who is ...... Yes...... Not...... Confuse?

Then these words converge in the teacher's forebrain into one sentence: If people are not born to know, who can be free from confusion?

Ma Dongbao involuntarily read it softly. About three seconds later, Teacher Yu's mouth came out of the person who is not born to know, who can be confused?

Wen Yaxin turned her head again, and said slightly angrily: "Don't read the textbook in advance, concentrate on listening to the teacher's recitation." ”

Ma Dongbao was surprised, "I read the textbook in advance?"

Ma Dongbao noticed that when the words in Mr. Yu's mind had just been formed and had not yet been spoken, the big screen in his mind had already appeared.

This is amazing, isn't it? Ma Dongbao couldn't help but exclaim in his heart.

I can already see the ideas in other people's heads when they are just formed and have not yet been spoken. Wow!

Ma Dongbao experimented for a long time, and every time Mr. Yu read a sentence, he had already seen it in his mind in advance.

At this time, Ma Dongbao was no longer satisfied with peeking into the thoughts of the teacher, he wanted to see what was going on in the minds of the students who were in class at the moment.

Ma Dongbao turned his gaze and began to scan the class. I saw that most of the students were able to sit upright and listen to the teacher's reading upright. The brain is also full of righteousness, carefully receiving the sound from the teacher's mouth, and then forming sentences in the brain, and then transforming them into concepts, forming a series of meanings, and finally being absorbed and accommodated by the brain.

Ma Dongbao thought to himself, no wonder these students were able to pull down so many of their scores in the previous exams, and they were listening carefully in class. It's much easier to go to class by yourself than between classes.

Just when Ma Dongbao was about to give up monitoring his classmates' thoughts, he saw a wisp of green smoke floating out of Cui Qiangzhe's head, and the green smoke dissolved, and Ma Dongbao saw it from inside. Cui Qiangzhe was thinking that his parents were going on a business trip this week, and now he had no one to take care of, and he could play games all night long, and then there was a burst of snickering. The green smoke cleared, and Cui Qiangzhe devoted himself to listening to the lecture again.

Cai Mingjuan's brain also emitted a puff of green smoke, the green smoke melted, Cai Mingjuan thought that she could go to see her grandparents again this weekend, and she could eat the fennel-stuffed dumplings made by her grandmother again, and eat them with some vinegar, that is the best dumpling in the world. The green smoke cleared, and Cai Mingjuan focused on the classroom again.

At this time, a total of 2 puffs of green smoke came out, one was Niu Bing's, and the other was Jiang Zixuan's. Let's see Jiang Zixuan's green smoke melt away, Jiang Zixuan is thinking about his Glory of Kings game, and is struggling with whether to buy new equipment? After struggling for several days, this time he finally made up his mind to buy it when he got home from school. The smoke cleared.

Niu Bing's green smoke melted, Niu Bing yesterday afternoon after school, found that his father and a young lady entered the hotel, he thought that his father just went in to do something and came out for a while, thinking that he would wait outside for a while, and then take his father's car home together. But I waited for more than half an hour, and I didn't wait for my father to come out. I had to go home alone. After going home for a long time, I saw my father come back and told my mother that there was a meeting in my company and it was delayed. Niu Bing wondered in his heart, Dad had obviously gone to the hotel, how could he say that the company held a meeting? Could it be that the company's meeting place was set at the hotel? When the smoke cleared, Niu Bing's thinking returned to the classroom.

At this time, Ma Dongbao found that Liu Jianhui in front of him also had a wisp of green smoke in his head, the green smoke melted, and Liu Jianhui turned out to have a pair of big breasts in his head, and Ma Dongbao found that Liu Jianhui's eyes were slanting at Zhao Ying next to him. Liu Jianhui has a series of question marks in his mind, how can it be so big? Sitting next to me all day affects my listening to lectures. Shall I tell the teacher to transfer her away? That will not work, I will bear this temptation that will be extremely lethal to other students. The smoke cleared.

Ma Dongbao saw that a wisp of green smoke also floated out of Zhao Ying's mind next to him, and the green smoke melted, Zhao Ying was thinking that a few days ago, she saw that her mother had ordered a new batch of rich cream, why couldn't she find it? I secretly wiped a little bit myself. Mom actually asked Dad if he had secretly used her plumping cream, but of course Dad didn't admit it. Mom actually asked Dad, why have your chest muscles gotten so big lately?

Ma Dongbao's mouth opened wide, no wonder Zhao Ying was in such a hurry? Well, but the effect is really good, I see that the bra models are C cups. But why did you change to pink again today?

When Ma Dongbao withdrew his gaze just now, he stayed on Zhao Ying's chest for a while.

Ma Dongbao scanned the classroom, and couldn't help but feel that he had discovered so many secrets that he shouldn't know. Sin, sin.