Chapter 8: The disciples sit and talk about the Tao
"If you want to be my teacher, you must at least learn to be rich and rich, full of economy, familiar with the correct history, learn from the wild history, have rich experience, and miss the ......"
A scholar is a scholar, and he rhymes so much when he speaks.
The classroom suddenly became quiet, and everyone's attention was on Lu Ran, watching how this new teacher dealt with the provocation of Zhang Xixi, the first student in the class.
Zhang Xixi's grandfather is a famous scholar in the academic world, his father is a university professor, a typical scholarly family, and his Chinese culture skills are quite good.
The students are waiting for Lu Ran to make a fool of himself.
An Hongdou also widened her eyes, she should have shared the same hatred with her good friend Zhang Xixi, but somehow, she earnestly hoped that Lu Ran could win Zhang Xixi's challenge.
"Hey......" Lu Ran suddenly sighed, "Now that it's over, I can't hide it anymore...... I've always been a very low-key man. You won't understand the feeling of being cold in a high place, it is a kind of loneliness that goes deep into the bone marrow and is like fireworks. โ
"But...... If you ask a question sincerely, then I will tell you with great mercy!"
At this moment, Siye was silent, as if waiting for something.
"Full of economy, rich in learning, familiar with the history of the heart, wild history to learn its shape. Rich experience, thoughtful. I ......"
He pointed at himself, his face full of seriousness: "I am such a man!"
Silent.
Deathly silence.
Poofโ
Zhang Xixi smiled. This teacher who runs the train with his mouth full of disappointment makes her very disappointed.
The girls laughed, the laughed, and the whole class laughed.
"Teacher Lu, since you are so powerful, do you dare to answer me a few questions?" asked Zhang Xixi.
"Of course. Lu Ran nodded, "Master, preach and teach to solve doubts, you just ask." โ
"What are the "Uses of the Room" in "The Art of War"?"
"There is a cause, an inner being, a reverse connection, a dead being, a birth being, and no intervening. The five rooms are all up, I don't know the way, it is called the divine age. โ
"Which two people do you refer to when you often appear in Song Ci?"
"Yu Xin of the Southern Dynasty wrote "Mourning Jiangnan Fu", and Pan Yue of the Western Jin Dynasty wrote "Autumn Heart Fu". โ
"What are the turtles recorded in the biography of the turtle in the "Historical Records"?
"Eight kinds of Beidou, Nanchen, Five Stars, Eight Winds, Twenty-eight Houses, Sun and Moon, Kyushu and Jade Turtle!"
Zhang Xixi's face changed a little, the questions she asked were not in textbooks, and some were even extremely obscure, and Lu Ran didn't even think about it, and the answers were fluent, if he didn't have a high level of attainment in the classics of Chinese culture, he would definitely not be able to do it.
"What are the thirty-six Tiangang stars in "Water Margin"?" Zhang Xixi looked at Lu Ran in disbelief and decided to come up with a killer idea.
Everyone has heard of Tiangangxing six out of thirty, but who will memorize it seriously? This is almost Laipi.
How do you know that Lu Ran didn't have the slightest nervousness, and said with a smile: "Tianxiong Xing Hu Baoyi Song Jiang, Tiangang Star Jade Qilin Lu Junyi, Tianzhi Xingzhi Duoxing Wu Yong...... Tianqiao Star Prodigal Son Yan Qing!" He reported thirty-six people in one go, and he walked smoothly without the slightest condensation.
Zhang Xixi opened his mouth wide, and he didn't know what to say for a while, this young teacher is simply a demon!
"Classmate, is there anything else you want to ask?" Lu Ran asked with a smile.
"It's gone. Zhang Xixi shook his head, "Teacher, why are you so powerful, you know everything!"
She was visibly frightened, and even used honorifics.
Lu Ran shook his head: "That's not it, Chinese culture has a long history, and there are many places that the teacher has not dabbled in, such as "Golden Vase Plum", "Twelfth Floor" and "Jade-Pu-Tuan", which have never been read by an upright person like the teacher. If you have any knowledge, you will definitely be able to pass the teacher's test. โ
"I ...... How is it possible to read that kind of book. Zhang Xixi's little face flushed, sat down, and buried his head in the book.
"Is there anything else to test the teacher?" Lu Ran asked with a smile.
The students all shook their heads like rattles, joking, and even the first student in the class, Zhang Xixi, was seconded, didn't they go up to be cannon fodder.
Lu Ran took a breath: "Very good, then let's start class." But before I start giving a lecture, the teacher will talk about my requirements. โ
"Does the teacher still have a request?" the students opened their mouths. Didn't the teachers in the past all beg their fathers and grandmothers to beg them to learn?
"I don't care which family you are the son of the family, which family's young lady, since you are in my class, you have to abide by my rules. โ
"Respect the teacher, this is the first lesson I teach you!"
"If you think I'm misleading people at a young age, you can go out. โ
"If you don't follow the discipline in class, I'll ask him out. โ
"Hugging and hugging in the classroom, I'll let him get out. โ
"If I don't listen carefully to the class, thinking that my family has money anyway and it's useless to study, I will let him leave my class. โ
The students were all silent.
The boys were probably disdainful, but they didn't dare to coax again.
And the girls began to think that this teacher was so arrogant, but ...... Tsundere is so stylish!
"I have been emphasizing that I am your teacher of Chinese studies, not a Chinese teacher, because I am here to teach you Chinese studies, the real Chinese studies. โ
An Hongdou closed the book "Between the Flowers" in his hand and looked at Lu Ran.
This young teacher is really different.
She couldn't tell what was different.
But he's so handsome, he must be a good teacher, right?
She raised her hand weakly.
"An Hongdou, is there any problem?"
An Hongdou stood up with a slight flush on her cheeks and whispered, "Xiao...... Teacher Xiao Lu, what is the real Chinese culture, and how is it different from the Chinese classes we usually take?"
That's a good question. Lu Ran smiled slightly, "Confucianism governs the world, Taoism does nothing, Huang Lao does things, and Buddhism cultivates himself...... These are actually Chinese studies. If I have to summarize, I think that Chinese culture is the heritage and inheritance brought by my 5,000-year history of China, and the endless wisdom and philosophy of life contained in it. โ
"To put it mildly, Chinese culture is a kind of art, and her beauty is reflected in every detail in the vast classics. โ
"The three hundred Taibai poems of the Tang Dynasty are a kind of beauty. โ
"The sword dance in the bamboo forest of Jikang in the Eastern Jin Dynasty is a kind of beauty. โ
"Cao Wei Xiangwang Luoshui is a kind of beauty. โ
"Confucius traveled around the world, sat and talked about the Tao, and Wang Yangming learned from things and started the study of the mind...... Shi Nai'an is looking at the Water Margin and Mr. Cao dreams of the Red Mansion, which is a kind of beauty. โ
"This is what I understand as Chinese culture, and it is also what I want to teach you. โ
At this moment, the sun is shining outside the window.
Silent.
Then, everyone started clapping!
Bang Bang Bang โ
The applause was like thunder.
Lu Ran took a deep breath, wiped a cold sweat, and thought to himself that I was dripping a little jasmine, and I finally fooled it.
Having said so much, in fact, it is just to cover it up a little.
Although he read a lot of books and received a doctorate in Chinese language from Cambridge University, he didn't know how to teach.
Qi Manqing took every precaution, but he would never have thought that the degree certificate that Lu Ran gave him was real, but the teacher's qualification certificate was bought by him for five hundred yuan.
At this moment, the teacher's door was pushed open, Lu Ran glanced at it, and couldn't help frowning.
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