In the first class, Zhou Zhouchen's class, history teacher Dong Qizhen entered the classroom and began to explain today's history lesson. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Suddenly, Dong Qizhen found that except for Yan Yuexi, top students, and a few students in the class, most of the classmates were drowsy and listless.

"What's going on?" Dong Qizhen was suddenly surprised, his lectures were not bad, and usually, his students listened with relish? Why is it that few of these students did not listen to the lecture today, and most of them still lay on their desks and fell asleep directly?

"Teacher Dong, the students read the novel too late last night, and in addition, because of the arrival of the new English teacher Teacher Lan, the students all finished Teacher Lan's class in a strong spirit, so not long after the class, the students couldn't hold on and fell into a coma."

Zuo Qi, the representative of the history class, stood up and explained. As he spoke, Zuo Qi's eyes widened vigorously, and he didn't fall asleep.

"I see, Zuoqi, sit down!" Dong Qizhen nodded, glanced at the strong left chess, and then glanced at the situation in the classroom, and waved his hand.

Dong Qizhen paced a few steps on the podium, thought for a while, he took a deep look at the students in the class who fell asleep, and said to the remaining Yan Yuexi who were still listening carefully: "Today, our history class will not be taken for the time being, most of the students are like this, I'm afraid even if they go to it, it will have no effect, let's study by ourselves in this class!" ”

After speaking, Dong Qizhen turned around and left the classroom.

In the grade office, Dong Qizhen looked at a certain math teacher who also returned to the office and did not go to class, and asked curiously, "Why didn't you go to class?" ”

Dong Qizhen and the math teacher spoke in unison.

"Hey, don't mention it, last night, most of those students were reading novels, and as a result, from the first class, they fell asleep in class, and I couldn't do it so I came back. What about you, what's your situation, aren't you also in class, why did you come back? The math teacher was the first to explain, and after speaking, he asked Dong Qizhen.

"Like you, Zuo Qi, the representative of the history class, told me what happened. I couldn't go back to class in this situation, so I went back to the office. Dong Qizhen explained, worried, very helpless.

"Alas, these children nowadays, the books are not good to read, and they think about what novels to read all day long, and what is so good about novels, isn't that a waste of time? I heard that they were collectively reading a novel called "Ten Thousand ......" or something, but I didn't understand, so what is really that good-looking, isn't this misleading? No, I must report this to the principal, and this kind of behavior must be strictly stopped! The math teacher shook his head and sighed, wondering, and righteously said.

"That's right, we must not allow this behavior to continue to develop, otherwise, this group of students will really be ruined, let's go together!" Dong Qizhen agrees very much and deeply recognizes the approach of the mathematics teacher.

Then, the two went out of the office together.

Suddenly, Dong Qizhen and several other teachers who were about to go back to the grade office collided and almost fell to the ground, but fortunately they were pulled by several other teachers.

"Lao Dong, what's wrong with you, why are you in such a hurry, what's going on?" One of the teachers rubbed his arm that had been hit and was in pain, puzzled.

"We're going to report to the principal about the sleeping students in the class? Alas, this group of students don't know what they're thinking all day long, and I can't let it go on just because they all came up with such a thing for a broken novel. By the way, aren't you also in class, why are you back? Dong Qizhen explained helplessly, and asked several other teachers who also returned to the grade office.

"The situation is the same as you, let's go, I'll go too!" One of the teachers explained that he was a little helpless and planned to follow along.

"Wait, old Dong, isn't it good for us to do this? I've read the novel of "The Legend of Wanyuan", it's really well written, we don't need to do this, right, won't it be fine in a few days? Besides, even if we reflect the estimates, it won't make a difference, right? Suddenly, one of the Chinese teachers, Lao Wen, stopped Dong Qizhen and the others, who were about to go to the principal's office, and said reluctantly.

"Lao Wen, what's wrong with this, now this situation has spread to almost the entire grade, if this situation is not stopped, can you imagine what the consequences will be? Besides, Lao Wen, I know that you have a hobby of reading novels after class, but think about it, compared with the future of this group of children, is the novel you like more important, or the future of this group of children is more important. Don't forget, the original purpose of our teaching is all for the children! ”

Dong Qizhen turned around, asked Lao Wen rhetorically, spoke seriously, and persuaded directly.

"This ...... Okay, Lao Dong, I'll go with you! A trace of struggle flashed in Lao Wen's eyes, and in the end, the struggle in Lao Wen's eyes all turned into firmness, and there was already a choice.

Soon, Dong Qizhen and his entourage slowly entered the principal's office.

"Bang!" In the principal's office, Wu Jimin, the principal in his fifties, stood up in disbelief in an instant, slammed his fist on the desk, trembled with anger, and said in disbelief: "Teacher Dong, what did you just say, you said that the students of the school actually slept in a large area during class, is this true?" ”

"That's right, Headmaster, how dare we joke about that? We came here to find you to find a way, this situation must not be allowed to develop, otherwise it will ......" Dong Qi said very seriously, with a deep worry and worry in his eyes.

"Okay, I see, you guys go down first! I'll figure it out! Wu Jimin waved his hand and motioned for Dong Qizhen's group of teachers to go down first.

"Yes, Headmaster!" Dong Qizhen and his party opened their mouths and wanted to say something, but when they saw Wu Jimin, who was already extremely angry and on the verge of breaking out, they didn't say anything more and got up to say goodbye.

"Smack!" After Dong Qizhen and several teachers left, Wu Jimin angrily swept his hand, and all the office documents on the table were scattered on the ground, and even his favorite teacup was smashed into pieces by him.

However, Wu Jimin ignored these at all, and quickly, Wu Jimin sent an email to the senior management of the singularity, loudly questioning the high-level personnel of the singularity, and questioning the author of "The Legend of Wanyuan" Zhou Yichen.

In the system creation space, Zhou Yichen is devoting himself to creation, and Smart No. 1 told Zhou Yichen about this situation.

"It's weird that there's such a thing, isn't it? When did I get such a charm, and when was I able to make readers so fascinated by my novels? Zhou Zhouchen's eyes widened in surprise, very surprised.

"Host, this is because, with the existence and blessing of the Writer's God System, within a radius of ten kilometers, your own charm will unconsciously affect the people around you, but this is just a simple bonus, and it will not control their words and deeds, everything, is everyone's consciousness! That's why you've been surprised by why you've traveled all the way from home to school, and a lot of people are talking about your novels. Smart One explained.

"That's what happened!" Zhou Yichen suddenly realized, however, more than that, Zhou Yichen was shocked.

Zhou Yichen didn't expect that just a simple blessing of the system would cause such a big uproar in their town and this school, and now, he actually needs to pay for this behavior of the system.

Suddenly, Zhou Yichen couldn't cry or laugh.

In an instant, Zhou Yichen reacted.