"That's the real value, and that's why I built the school building. ”

After Peng Chuan finished speaking, the audience was silent.

Moments later, there was thunderous applause.

The loudest applause was Teacher Qin, who burst into tears and his chest continued to rise and fall: "Listen, classmates, listen to Peng Chuan's heartfelt words! What kind of spirit is this? This is a selfless dedication comparable to Nightingale (Florence Nightingale, Italian nurse, founder of human nursing) to catch up with Bethune (Norman Bethune, a member of the Communist Party of Canada, a famous communist fighter)! I, I call, no, I'm not qualified to call, I, I take the lead in learning the great spirit of Peng Chuan, I, I-"

"Teacher Qin. Peng Chuan coughed lightly: "It's too much." ”

"Yes, yes, it's too much, I'm too hard!" Teacher Qin smiled embarrassedly, didn't know what to think, quickly returned to the podium, and when everyone was confused, he picked up the chalk and wrote down seven big words: "Learn from Peng Chuan!"

After writing it, I felt that my strength was not enough, so I thought about it and said seven more words: "Pendingale Sichuan Askuen!"

"Shhh ”

Everyone gasped, and Peng Chuan himself was pale like dirt.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Qin, who is known for his rigorous academics, is still an unborn sycophant.

Although the shooting is not very clever, the momentum is still quite strong.

"Teacher Qin!" Xiao Fangfang was the first to express disberence: "You are still not a teacher!?"

“？”

"If you're a teacher, then teach well, don't mess around with something that you don't have!"

"Xiao Fangfang, please control your tone. Teacher Qin looked serious: "This is the class, I am your homeroom teacher, if there are any personal issues that can be discussed after class——"

"Class, do you still know that this is a class?" Xiao Fangfang was not afraid of the powerful: "You said that I am a private problem, so okay, is the one surnamed Peng a private problem?"

"Xiao Fangfang, please pay attention to your words!" Teacher Qin looked stern: "Peng Chuan's classmates don't have a name? The surname Peng is Peng, and the generalissimo Peng Dehuai is also surnamed Peng, is it disrespectful for you to shout like this!?"

Teacher Qin is worthy of being a Chinese teacher.

In a few words, Xiao Fangfang buckled a big hat, bluffing Xiao Fangfang speechless.

"Alright, let's move on to the school building. Teacher Qin smiled and said to Peng Chuan: "Peng Chuan, everyone has heard your kindness, and everyone has understood your spirit, do you have anything special to say now?"

"Nope. Peng Chuan said honestly: "I just have a lot of money and nowhere to spend, so I want to build a teaching building, as for what spirit and planning, no, I don't have that awareness." ”

"Bang Bang!"

Applause resumed.

Teacher Qin applauded vigorously: "What is honesty, this is honesty!

Everyone woke up from a dream and applauded one after another.

Waiting for the applause to slack a little, Mr. Qin said seriously: "When I was not a teacher, I was a company clerk. ”

“？”

"When I was a clerk, I met many successful people. These successful people have a variety of advantages, such as some people are talented and can learn anything, some people are resilient, they will not give up, and they will never give up until they achieve their goals, and so on. However, all of these successful people, even the vast majority of those who have not yet succeeded, have a common shortcoming. ”

“？”

"That is, love vanity! Obviously 800,000 cars, you have to claim 1 million to the outside world, Putian is a high imitation, you have to claim that Nike is genuine, you don't know anything, you have to claim to be the best in the world... However, Peng Chuan is different... He openly declared that he was not that highly conscious... He is not proud of his false name, he does not take pleasure in honor... What kind of spirit is this?... This is a high spirit that is completely detached from low-level tastes... Don't blame me for saying so much... I'll admit I had a bit of a gaffe today... But why am I gaffe?... Because I see a heart of compassion that loves boundlessly... I-"

"Teacher Qin?" Peng Chuan couldn't stand it anymore: "Why don't we continue to lecture?"

"Lecture, okay, lecture!"

"Whew. ”

Peng Chuan let out a sigh of relief.

I feel that this embarrassing situation has finally passed.

However, Peng Chuan still underestimated Teacher Qin.

As we all know, Ms. Qin is a Chinese teacher.

As we all know, the Chinese teacher, that has to be knowledgeable, that has to be close to the central idea and not relax - "Students, let's not talk about the content in the textbook today, let's talk about a digression, and it seems that it is not very accurate to say off-topic, because we have learned relevant texts as early as elementary school, speaking of which, I believe that smart students have already guessed it, yes, it is the "Story of Lei Feng"..."

Jingle Bell !!!!!!!

"Okay, that's it for this lesson. Teacher Qin's face was still unsatisfied: "Class!"

Finally class is over.

"Peng Chuan. Weng Jiana came to Peng Chuan's side, she bit her lip lightly, and her voice was full of doubts: "What's the matter with you? Why are you suddenly going to build a teaching building?"

"I-"

"I know you won the jackpot, but didn't you buy a KTV?"

"This. Seeing that the other classmates didn't pay attention, Peng Chuan mustered up the courage and said, "I, I, I want to tell you something." ”

"You say. ”

"Actually, I haven't won the lottery, I, my money was given to me by my family, I, my father's name is Peng Wanli, and he is the chairman of the Regal Group, which is the Regal Group in the news. ”

"Huh?" Weng Jiana's eyes widened, "Really?"

"Really. Peng Chuan struggled to take out the "father-son agreement" from the drawer: "I'm not a high-profile person, and I wasn't going to say anything about it, but I received a document that said that if I can't spend 200 billion yuan in time, my family will cut off relations with me, I, I have no choice." ”

Weng Jiana looked at the contents of the document, and then returned the document to Peng Chuan with a smile: "I see, I thought you had done something bad! Well, congratulations!"

She smiled and turned back to her seat, her expression the same as before.

This confused Peng Chuan.

According to common sense, the goddess should be excited that the poor boy who pursues himself suddenly becomes rich? Or is she afraid that the poor boy will not want himself after he is rich, and the goddess will be disappointed again?

However, Weng Jiana is neither excited nor disappointed, what is the situation?

"Zhang Long?" Peng Chuan said his doubts: "You try to explain and explain." ”

"Not good!"

Peng Chuan's heart was cold: "What's not good?"

"Brother Peng, have you ever heard a poem?A poem about love?" Zhang Long has been working hard recently, and his opening and closing his mouth are full of poetry and songs-

"There are beauties, and they will never forget it.

I don't see it for a day, and I think like crazy.

The phoenix soars, seeking the phoenix from all over the world.

Helpless beauty, not on the east wall.

The piano will be used as a substitute for words, talk about the heartfelt heart, and be willing to match virtue and join hands with each other.

When will you see Xu Xi, comfort me-"

"Stop, stop, it's time to go to class. Peng Chuan interrupted Zhang Long's Yaxing: "Just say it directly, what is the situation with Nana." ”

Zhang Long's face was embarrassed: "Brother Peng, do you really want me to say?"

"Say it quickly. ”

"If my guess is correct, my sister-in-law is not interested in you. Seeing Peng Chuan's stiff face, Zhang Long added: "There are two explanations for not being interested, first, she has other sweethearts-"

"Let's go straight to the second. ”

"Second, she doesn't have a sweetheart, she's just not interested. Zhang Long squeezed his eyebrows: "Brother Peng, which one do you want?"

"Which one do you want?" Peng Chuan was depressed: "I want to kill!"

Brother Peng, we are all scholars, what is a scholar? What is a Confucian? A gentleman doesn't move his hands when he talks..."

Not.

Peng Chuan sat down in his seat.

He felt that the sky was falling, and the whole classroom was spinning in unison, shaking him dizzy.

"First, she has a sweetheart... Second, simply not interested..."

This.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds, there is a long sky of green and underworld, there are waves of water below, the sky is long and the soul is far away, the dream soul is not difficult to pass the mountain, Sauvignon Blanc, destroying the heart and liver.