With superb brainwashing skills and sky-like language, Wang Yong wiped out all the students in the first and fourth classes of high school.

Su Yan had never seen these children listen so carefully. Although it's not about learning.

Wang Yong's handy stories of several troops made a group of students fascinated.

The authenticity of the story and the skills shown by Wang Yong before made these children have no doubts.

Someone who can throw a chalk head at such an accurate head must be very good at marksmanship. The person who can bring Zhao Shu up must also be very good at kung fu.

A person who is so powerful in both of these must be a master of special forces.

It's that simple for children's thinking.

"I'm telling you this because I want to treat you as friends. Secrets are shared only between friends. And what I'm really teaching you is not a special forces, it's a different one. "Wang Yongshen is mysterious.

"The other one?"

"What the hell is it? Mr. Wang. ”

"Tell us, we really want to know. ”

The students chattered and asked questions.

Wang Yong pointed to his name, then looked at everyone and asked, "Isn't it true that none of you can read something from this name?"

"Name? Wang Yong is very ordinary, no different. ”

"Yes, Mr. Wang is playing tricks again. ”

"Hey, I don't think this name sounds familiar. No, it's not a familiar name. But the surname Wang and the word Yong are easy to think of a master of Chinese culture in Tiantai City. ”

Suddenly, a boy who seemed to like Chinese culture said.

He stared at Wang Yong for a while, with a little expectation and a little disbelief, and asked, "Teacher Wang, what is the relationship between you and Mr. Wang Hongjin?"

Wang Yong clenched his fists excitedly.

He was afraid that no one would guess his identity, in that case, this forced pretending to be a failure would fail. When the time comes, you will lose the adult.

Now it seems that there are still children in the class who know the goods.

Obviously very happy, Wang Yong had to pretend to be indifferent and replied: "It is the ancestor." ”

"What?" The boy was shocked when he heard the answer, and looked at Wang Yong in disbelief, as if he had seen some treasure.

After a moment, he suddenly took out a notebook and rushed to the podium.

"Teacher Wang, sign my name quickly! I admire Mr. Wang! Now that the old man is gone, it is better than nothing to let his grandson sign on his behalf!" the boy said excitedly.

Wang Yong is a black line.

Can this kid speak? What is a proxy is better than nothing?

Resisting the urge to beat this student, Wang Yong touched the boy's head with a smile and said, "Young people don't blindly chase stars, chasing stars is easy to make people lose their minds." We scholars should keep this in mind, come, sign the name of the teacher, and you can go down. ”

As he spoke, he couldn't help but say, Wang Yong snatched the notebook in the boy's hand and wrote down his name with a brush.

Completely ignoring the reluctance in the eyes of the boys.

People obviously want Wang Hongjin three words, why write Wang Yong!

The boy retreated depressedly.

But his crazy actions woke up the other students. Who in Tiantai City has never heard the name of Mr. Wang Hongjin! This is a real master!

And the new teacher in front of him turned out to be Wang Hongjin's grandson! Doesn't it mean that he is also very good?

The superposition of the two identities of the special forces, the grandson of the master of Chinese studies, has formed a huge impact in the hearts of this group of children.

What is the concept of both civil and military, they didn't understand before. But now I understand.

Isn't Mr. Wang Yong a representative figure of both civil and military affairs?

In an instant, the students' enthusiasm for Wang Yong doubled.

Su Yan looked at this situation weakly, and couldn't help but be impressed by Wang Yong's profound pretending methods.

It's just that she invited Wang Yong to give a lecture, not Wang Yong to pretend to compare.

Seeing that a class has passed a little half, is Wang Yong ready to pretend to be a class ratio?

Su Yan's idea just fell, but he saw Wang Yong suddenly wave his hand and signal the students to be quiet.

"Everyone is quiet. No matter how powerful others are, they can't become their own. If you want to be good at yourself, you have to rely on learning. Now, let's start the official class. Wang Yong patted the lectern and said.

It's just that as soon as they heard the word learning, the students who were originally in high spirits all wilted like frosted eggplants.

When Su Yan saw this scene, he also sighed softly. How is it possible to want a group of children who don't like to learn to fall in love with learning instantly?

Even Wang Yong couldn't do it so quickly. This was already expected by her.

Seeing that the students had changed back to listlessness, Wang Yong didn't care.

He smiled and said, "The teacher knows that you don't like to study, well, then we won't study in this class." I decided, let's fight the landlord in this class!"

Boom, all the students' eyes instantly widened when they heard this. I wonder if I heard it wrong.

Fighting the landlord during class time, or is the teacher taking the lead in playing? Isn't this a dream?

And Su Yan didn't expect Wang Yong to say such a sentence at all, and looked at Wang Yong with some panic.

It doesn't matter how Wang Yong is nonsense in front of her, but once he is discovered by other teachers, or even by the teaching director who is on patrol, it will be miserable.

Not only Wang Yong will be kicked out, but even Su Yan will have to be punished.

Wang Yong wouldn't really want to fight the landlord with the students in a class, right?

The truth is often brutal. The more Su Yan didn't think about anything, Wang Yong would do it.

I saw Wang Yong turn on the multimedia system, cover the projection wall, and map a picture on the blackboard.

In the screen, the mouse clicked a few times in a row, and the three-person landlord of a certain platform was launched!

"This guy, come really!" Su Yan was frightened. The first reaction was not to stop Wang Yong, but to turn his head to look outside the classroom and help Wang Yong look at the wind.

Even she didn't understand why she was doing this.

"Oh, that's great, it's really a landlord!"

"Long live Teacher Wang!"

A group of children cheered, not to mention excited.

Although they have long disdained to play this kind of small game, compared to class, fighting landlords is still ten million times cute.

The game loaded, and the familiar music soon played, and a male voice sounded in the classroom.

"Grab the landlord!"

But it was Wang Yong's family who made the first move and began to rob the landlord.

"Teacher Wang, double!

Wang Yong's cards this time are not bad, and a group of students at the bottom shouted loudly and offered advice.

"No, Mr. Wang doesn't have a big or small ghost in his hand, and it is very likely that he will not be able to hold the cards. It's better not to rob it. Then there was an objection.

"Rob!"

"Don't rob!"

The students who were divided into two factions were arguing.

And time passed quietly in this scramble, and soon less than two seconds remained. Wang Yong just stood with a smile on his face, motionless, as if he didn't care about whether to rob the landlord or not.

Finally, after the default time of the system, Wang Yong's next family tripled and grabbed the landlord.

And in the end, after the three cards that were not turned over, it also made all the students cry out for pity and annoyance.

Because in the last three cards, there is a big ghost! and the other two cards Wang Yong can also get it right!

If this grabs the landlord, it will definitely beat the other two!

"Look, I'm going to rob it!

"You also see the hole cards to say so, if the hole cards are not these three?

The two groups of students quarreled again.

In the quarrel, Wang Yong's voice sounded at the right time, overpowering everyone.

"Isn't that a pity? Yes, that's the reality. There is often no hesitation in making a decision, and the second you hesitate is likely that the reality has quietly changed. Just like our hand, the landlord became someone else's, and the good cards also went to someone else's hand. The message of this first card is that if we keep interrupting, we will suffer from it!"

Brush, brush, Wang Yong wrote these eight words on the blackboard.

And the students below also stared at the blackboard, as if they were enlightened. What's more, he directly copied it into his own notebook.

"Come, go on. The tribulation of the moment is nothing, and the game must go on. Until the end, no one can say what the ending will be. Maybe the one who got a good hand is a pig-like opponent? So, whether it's good or bad, you can see if you stick to it. Giving up halfway may not see the worst outcome, but it is also destined to not see the best. That's the second card. ”

Wang Yong said, playing a card.

"Yes, Mr. Wang is right! I once touched a bad hand, but I still won. It's because there's a pig-like opponent, so no matter how bad the cards are, you have to keep playing!"

"Persistence leads to victory, and for the first time I think this nonsense makes so much sense. I'm going to write it down!"

The students nodded in agreement and began to take the initiative to supplement Wang Yong's words.

For a time, a kind of studious situation of "sitting and discussing" was formed.

Su Yan suddenly understood Wang Yong's intentions.

Wang Yong wants to educate and entertain, starting from the students' favorite games, and starting from the changes in the cards again and again, so that the students can take the initiative to discover the philosophy of life contained in it.

The truth learned in this way will be remembered for a long time. In this way, the truth learned will be learned and applied, and will not be reduced to just a "big truth".

"Well, it seems that this little four in my hand can't get out. Wang Yong shook his head and said.

It's the smallest single card in his hand, and he doesn't have a pair, so he wants to play it. But because there are no big or small ghosts, there is never a chance to play cards.

"Teacher, you can't get a chance without a big ghost. The landlord's cards are too hard!"

"Yes, there is no big card to open the way, and no matter how smooth the small card is, it can't get out. Hey, this seems to show a truth, if you want to succeed, you have to have a good leader!"

"I don't think you can stand out without absolute strength. Just like people said that our class was rubbish, we used to scold them and beat them, even though they were scared at the time. But they must still be calling us garbage in their hearts. That doesn't change their perception. If we want to shut them up, we have to work hard ourselves, raise the results, and trample them down. So that we can call them rubbish in turn!"

"Great idea!"

"Makes sense!"

Listening to the words that these students wanted to learn for the first time, Su Yan's tears of emotion were about to flow out.

It's been half a year, and God has finally made these children mentally normal!

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