In the next few days, Tang Qian gave a political class to that class, although there was only one class, but every time it was Tang Qian's political class, there would be a large number of people to observe, and every time the classroom would never sit down, and many people would listen to it standing up. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

This made the school a little headache, they didn't expect the students to like listening to Tang Qian's lessons so much, and they actually had to listen to them while standing. Therefore, there was no way, they naturally couldn't let the students all stand and listen to the class, so they changed the large classroom to Tang Qian.

But even if it's a big classroom, it's still not enough. On the contrary, as the classrooms became larger, more and more students went to audit Tang Qian's classes.

From the beginning of the classroom with hundreds of people, to two or three hundred, to four or five hundred, and finally the school had taken out the largest classroom they could take, so they reluctantly let all the students who came to listen to Tang Qian's class sit down.

It can be said that Tang Qian's political class is completely popular.

For such enthusiastic students, Tang Qian naturally responded with great enthusiasm. Although Tang Qian didn't study much about this Internachonel in his previous life, after all, he was also born in liberal arts, and he studied politics for more than ten years from childhood to adulthood, and later liked to hang out in major forums.

Therefore, there are still a lot of goods in his stomach, and there is definitely no way to restore all the theories of Internachonel in his previous life in this world, but there is no problem at all if he fools these students who have studied stupid white sweet politics for many years.

Even not only these students, but even the knowledgeable one in WeChat was quite knowledgeable, which made Tang Qian smile a little surprised and admired, and when Tang Qian talked about his theories when he was chatting with her, he was extremely surprised with a slight smile, and forced Tang Qian to chat about these theories again.

"Did you come up with all of it yourself? Aren't you a language teacher? How did you come up with such a political theory? In WeChat, he smiled slightly, or Chen Weiwei sent another message at this moment.

She was really surprised, she originally thought that Tang Qian was just a very talented Chinese teacher. But I never imagined that such a political theory would still be heard.

To be honest, she herself has a little understanding and research about politics, and she also has her own thoughts on the current political system. But she didn't think of the theories that Tang Qian told her at all.

Those theories are simply astonishing. She felt that if Tang Qian really made it himself, it would be completely worthy of everyone. It is not impossible to even change history and change the fate of a country.

"Of course, who said that a language teacher can't study politics." Tang Qian replied, he felt that although he smiled slightly, although it was a little grinding sometimes, he really knew a lot of things. Discussing these aspects with her is a great way to supplement things that I didn't think of.

Therefore, although he smiled slightly and sometimes pestered, he enjoyed discussing these things with her for the past two days.

"If that's really what you want to come up with, then you can really be called everyone." Chen Weiwei said, she suddenly became extremely curious about Tang Qian's identity.

Writing a good poem, and being able to make such a political theory, is simply a talent among talents. Who is this person, what is his name, and what he looks like, Chen Weiwei is very curious.

In her imagination, Tang Qian should be the kind of master who wears glasses, has a Cixi face, and is fifty or sixty years old, otherwise how could he come up with such a political system.

Suddenly, Chen Weiwei thought about it again, and Tang Qian gave her a topic two days ago, asking her to write an article in one word. Chen Weiwei has been thinking about this topic for many days, but he has never come up with it.

Writing an article in one word, Chen Weiwei felt that it was really a bit impossible no matter how she thought about it, she also asked Tang Qian, but Tang Qian swore that he could write it.

To be honest, Chen Weiwei didn't believe it two days ago, no matter how Tang Qian could write poetry, she didn't believe that he could write such a topic. But now after listening to Tang Qian's conjectures of these political theories, she began to believe Tang Qian's words, a master like Tang Qian may really be able to write such an article.

"By the way, the question you gave me two days ago, the question you said to write an essay in one word, I really can't write it, you can tell me your answer." Chen Weiwei sent a WeChat.

Seeing Chen Weiwei's WeChat, Tang Qian smiled: "Gave up? It's okay if you want me to tell you the answer, but you have to promise me one condition. ”

"On what terms?" Chen replied slightly.

"I haven't thought about it yet, I'll tell you when I've thought about it." Tang Qian said.

"That's not going to work, in case you're asking me to do something that's hard to meet." Chen Weiwei said, she is a beautiful and smart girl, such a girl knows what to promise and what not to promise.

"Rest assured, it won't be beyond your abilities, and it won't be beyond your morality." Tang Qian replied.

Seeing Tang Qian's reply, especially when he saw the word morality, Chen Weiwei's face couldn't help but turn red, as if he thought of something: "Okay, then I promise you." ”

She now regarded Tang Qian as the kind of master who was very old and had a high prestige. I felt that this kind of master should not put forward any very excessive conditions, so I agreed.

"Then you can talk about it now." Chen Weiwei said.

"Yes." Tang Qian replied, and was about to tell her the article when he was suddenly slapped on the back.

Tang Qian looked back, and he didn't know when, seven or eight teachers stood in front of him.

"Little Teacher Tang Qian, we have something to look for you." The teacher who patted him said.

Tang Qian is now in the teacher's office, but his office is not big, there are only three teachers, so it is really surprising that so many teachers are pouring in at once.

Not only him, but the other two teachers in the office didn't expect it, and looked at these seven or eight teachers suspiciously.

"Hello, what's the matter?" Tang Qian put down his phone and asked.

"That's the case, Mr. Xiao Tang, isn't your political class very popular in school in the past two days, and we have also listened to your political class, and we all think that the content of your political class is very good and inspiring. However, it is completely different from our current political theory. So we want to have a debate tournament in the whole school so that students can better understand your political theory. The teacher said, with a smile on his face.

"Debate tournament?" Tang Qian was stunned, "Who is that object?" ”

"Of course, you and our political teachers."