When Zhang Jue was walking in the corridor, he had already heard everyone talking about Wang Kangjian and the mayor's son having an appointment after school at noon, and he was a little funny in his heart, these two second ancestors really didn't accept anyone.

Standing on the podium, looking at the two somewhat childish faces, Zhang Jue asked funny: "I heard that you are going to fight at noon?" ”

Wang Kangjian hurriedly said, "No, rumors." ”

Qu Xiang also hurriedly explained: "This is a misunderstanding, I have an iron relationship with Kang Jian, how can I fight." ”

It's really a thing to a thing, and I don't know why, both of them are afraid of Zhang Jue. Wang Kangjian also said it in the past, but Qu Xiang was very puzzled, why was he so afraid of this Zhang Jue?

He ruled out the factor that Zhang Jue has a mysterious background, because no matter how big Zhang Jue's background is, then he is only a teaching director now, and he is his student, so it is impossible for him to bully him, and it will not benefit him at all if he spreads it.

So he wondered more and more, why was he so afraid of him? In fact, there was a faint answer in his heart, but Qu Xiang didn't dare to admit it, he clearly felt that Zhang Jue was a little bit like a person, he was always a perfect person, without a trace of shortcomings, and his temperament was flawless. How can people be without flaws?

And this is what Qu Xiang is afraid of, this hazy temperament. You will feel that although he is standing in front of you alive, he is actually just a piece of dead wood, a flower and a plant, and his whole body is shrouded in a layer of mist. The easy-going appearance of xiàn, in fact, does not feel * colorful.

Zhang Jue was about to say something, but suddenly a gleam flashed in his left eye, hesitated, and said secretly: Things should also be bigger, 10,000 years is too long, just seize the day.

"You two take your textbooks, stand in the corridor and go to Zamabu, whoever can't bear it first will confess to the other party. It's your battle. Also, those who confess stand outside every class, and those who win come back to class. ”

As soon as these words came out, Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian's faces changed. Damn, is there a more inhumane punishment than this?

Zamabu is not terrible, but whoever can't bear it first must admit it, which is unacceptable. Ordinary people can't hold on for a minute or two at most, and that is a decisive victory in every second.

Seeing that the two of them were stunned on the spot, Zhang Jue lowered his face and said, "Don't you dare to go to war?" Since this is the case, it seems that you don't even have the backbone of a man, so write a 10,000-word review tomorrow and admit it in front of the whole school. ”

Wang Kangjian immediately took the textbook and strode towards the outside of the classroom: "Compare and compare, am I afraid that he will not succeed?" ”

How could Qu Xiang be willing to give in here, and immediately took the textbook and followed out. Zhang Jue smiled, and then closed the classroom door: "Come, let's go to class." ”

The lecture in the classroom was in full swing, and everyone didn't expect Director Zhang to be so knowledgeable and talented, and the boring history class was humorously expounded by him in the form of vernacular, and it became quite vivid and sounded particularly relishing.

The student who was originally a young and a little underestimated Director Zhang suddenly put away his contempt and listened carefully, which was like a fascination.

In the corridor outside the teacher, Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian stood stupidly looking at each other.

"Isn't that better?" Qu Xiang said.

Wang Kangjian cut off: "Are you funny?" I don't even have a testimony, it's a fart. ”

Qu Xiang thought the same when he heard this, so he leaned against the wall and stood side by side with Wang Kangjian, thinking of the situation just now, and secretly laughed at himself that he was really naïve.

Wang Kangjian also seemed to think of this, and the two turned their heads to look at each other, both of them feeling a little funny. At this moment, there is really a word - difficult brothers.

Suddenly, in the long and narrow corridor, a gust of wind blew for no reason.

Wang Kangjian was so cold that he stomped his feet, and lifted the collar of his sweater up: "It's so fucking cold, I forgot to take my coat." ”

Qu Xiang also stamped his feet coldly, and secretly wondered in his heart, how could he suddenly become so cold?

"Teacher Zhang, you say, is Li Hongzhang a good person or a bad person in modern history? Everyone says he's a traitor, but I'd like to hear a different opinion. ”

A bespectacled girl raised her hand and asked.

Zhang Jue put down the book, paced with his hands behind his back and said:

"Let's put aside the good guys and the bad guys, first of all, the one who can leave a glimpse in the twenty-four histories will not be an incompetent person. And Li Hongzhang is the most controversial person in Qing history, so this is a capable person. From the perspective of the country and the nation, the word traitor is indeed none other than him, but from the perspective of individualism, this is a tragic figure. ”

"We must affirm his merits, but he must also carry the black cauldron that belongs to him. There is a poem that describes Li Hongzhang's life: a life of glory out of the Zeng family, the three dynasties auxiliary government to the middle hall. When he was young, he had ambitions in Huaxia, and when he was old, he made a mistake and was a tiger wolf. Ma Guan sold the national deed with blood, and it was difficult to plug the leaky wall. Xin Chou hated and hated for his life, and bent down to the death to infamy. ”

After listening to this poem carefully, the students suddenly had different views on Li Hongzhang's life. This is a 'professional black cauldron' in troubled times, you can't say that he is good, you can't say that he is bad, at most you can only say that he is ill-fated and has caught up with a bad era.

is like the flying general Li Guang, talented and capable, but he is too bad at his ideas and unlucky. One step forward, he became the second of Zeng Guofan, but he was forced by the general trend not to advance but to retreat, so he became a traitor. The difference is that General Fei is a little luckier than him, because at least when Sima Qian wrote the historical records, he praised General Fei's goodness with personal feelings and ignored General Fei's shortcomings.

At this moment, in the classroom with an atmosphere appointment, there were two screams that made people's scalps tingle:

"Ahh

"Hell!"

It was the voices of Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian. The quiet classroom order was suddenly disrupted, and all the students were frightened.

'Bang'

Immediately afterwards, the classroom door was knocked open, but Qu Xiang and Wang Kangjian, who were pale in face, crawled in and ran in.

"Ghosts, ghosts, ghosts, ghosts out there!"

Wang Kangjian ran to the podium, hugged Zhang Jue's thigh, and muttered to himself in a panic.

Qu Xiang also hid behind Zhang Jue, looking at the open classroom door with a frightened face, and the cold sweat on his forehead kept falling.

Ghost?

When the classmates heard this, they looked at the two of them who didn't look like they were pretending, and their hearts suddenly became a little hairy, and fine sweat appeared on their backs, and they were shocked, but they didn't dare to speak.

In the quiet atmosphere, Zhang Jue laughed: "What the hell is not a ghost?" You two are ridiculous, don't you just don't want to be punished, as for thinking of such an excuse? Okay, let's get back to our seats, and let's move on to class. ”

Zhang Jue said as he kicked Wang Kangjian away, and then walked to close the classroom door by himself.

Wang Kangjian and Qu Xiang walked to their seats, and said excitedly: "There are really ghosts, really." Lao Qu also saw it. ”

Qu Xiang was not much better than Wang Kangjian, he was almost scared to pee his pants, and then he also said in horror: "Really, Director Zhang, don't lie to you, there are really ghosts." Four men carrying a pitch-black coffin suddenly came out of the wall, walked past us, and then disappeared again. ”

While saying this, the two of them looked at the locked classroom door with frightened eyes, their faces were like gold paper, and they were really extremely frightened.

The corners of Zhang Jue's mouth hooked up a smile, glanced at the silent classmates, and said, "Zi is silent, strange and confused, okay, let's continue the class." Li Hongzhang is a disciple of Zeng Guofan, and we all know this......"

Zhang Jue's voice sounded in the classroom again, but at this time, no one listened to any lessons at all, and only felt that the air-conditioned classroom was also a little gloomy.

Many smart students even felt that their scalps were numb, and Director Zhang's expressions and reactions were ...... It's really weird. >