Chapter 65: At the end of the day
"Faith is not beautiful. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info I don't believe it. The good do not argue, and the debater is not good. Those who know are not knowledgeable. The blogger doesn't know. Saints do not accumulate. That is, to think that people have become more and more. Even with people has been more and more. The way of heaven is beneficial but not harmful. The way of the saints is indisputable. ”
"Small country and widow. that there may be vessels of Sheber and not used. and that the people may die again and not far away. Although there are boats and there is no way to take them. Although there are armoured soldiers who have nothing to show for themselves, they use them to restore the people's strength. Willing to eat, beautiful clothes, happy and customary. The leaders look at each other, the voices of chickens and dogs hear each other, and the people do not interact with each other until they are old and dead. ”
Zhang Yang turned his back to the students below and wrote on the blackboard.
Lines of beautiful cursive script flowed out of his hands like mercury, and the sound of writing formed a beautiful rhyme.
The faster he read, the faster he wrote, the speed of his writing gradually increased with the speed of recitation, at first, there was a slight noise in the classroom, but gradually only the sound of chalk and blackboard rubbing against each other remained in the classroom.
The oral decision is clear and with a heroic and righteous spirit, the calligraphy is elegant, and the reciter, the board calligrapher, and the thousand-year-old classic "Tao Te Ching" are integrated.
He is Li Baidou's 100 poems, he is a beautiful boy dancing with swords in the bamboo sea, and he is Ji Kang's "Guangling San" before his sentence----- any kind of artistic expression to the extreme can exude a thrilling beauty that conquers people's hearts.
"It's a good way, it's a very good way. The name is famous, and the name is not very famous. The beginning of the nameless world. The mother of all things. Therefore, there is often no desire to observe the wonder. There is often a desire to observe it. These two have the same name and different names, and they are the same mysteries. Mysterious and mysterious, the door of all wonders. ”
Finally, after memorizing the first sentence of the Tao Te Ching, the chalk in his hand was broken because of excessive force.
Bang Bang Bang !!
I can't help but be in the classroom, and the program team outside the classroom also applauded vigorously.
"Damn, that's it, all the staff are ready to call it a day!" The director suddenly scolded, and then said to the staff of the program team.
The program crew who were engrossed in applauding were stunned by the director's words, and the screenwriter asked stupidly, "But our show hasn't started yet." ”
"That's not all? I feel that if I continue to shoot, the level of this show will drop by a degree. The director was about to leave, and the staff of the program team looked at the director who left by himself in amazement.
They all turned their heads to look at the screenwriter, and after the latter thought about it, he finally said, "If you don't shoot, you won't shoot, but I still want to stay here and watch this lesson for a while." ”
The staff also looked approving.
In the classroom, the three questions that Zhang Yang answered Chen Hao just now have completely conquered the hearts of this group of students.
"Next, let's learn about Rain Alley."
As soon as Zhang Yang's voice fell, a student immediately said below.
"I know, Rain Lane is the lilac-like girl."
"Hahahaha, this must be the author of this poem and also versatile."
"Don't say it, I actually wrote this poem!"
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"Don't argue, let's listen to Teacher Zhang's lecture." Chen Hao said loudly.
In the next lesson, Zhang Yang presented the poem Rain Alley in the students' minds as if it were reality, and his voice seemed to have a special magic to describe the poems in Rain Alley.
The program team members who were shocked by the rain alley recited by Zhang Yang suddenly found that the director who had just left had come back at some point.
The screenwriter asked suspiciously, "Director, aren't you leaving?" ”
The director said with a black line, "I regret it, and I want to shoot this class as the next program, and this episode of the program will broadcast Zhang Yang and the assessment of the student just now." ”
He was relieved to see that the camera was still recording, and then he turned his gaze to the classroom.
The whole class was fascinated by the back of the lilac-like girl.
"It's a waste for him not to be a teacher." The director couldn't help but sigh.
"But it's a waste for him not to write a novel." The screenwriter said stunned.
"You're going to die if you don't interject." The director immediately scolded.
The duration of a class was only forty minutes, and it was quickly passed, and after the bell rang for the end of class, the students came back to their senses and suddenly found that the class had ended in the blink of an eye.
The previous Chinese teacher always made them memorize by rote, resulting in almost all the students in the class looking listless except for Chen Hao, a top student.
Immediately, many of the students suddenly had a desire for him to continue teaching themselves.
"Teacher Zhang, can you continue to stay and teach our class?"
"That's right, with Teacher Zhang's level, he will definitely be able to easily qualify for the teaching position of Phoenix Middle School."
"Teacher Zhang, will you still come to our class?"
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The Chinese teacher outside slandered in his heart, you little rabbits, people just came to take a class to shoot the show, and you actually rebelled so quickly!
Chen Hao looked at Zhang Yang with blazing eyes, like other classmates, he also very much hoped that Zhang Yang could stay, but he didn't make a sound, because he knew that he would still go, and no matter how much he pleaded, it was useless.
Zhang Yang chuckled and said, "Actually, the level of your Chinese teachers is also very good. ”
Then he left without looking back, and the members of the program team also left, but the two groups of people did not go by the way.
"Director, how do I think this flamboyance seems to be magical." The screenwriter asked suddenly.
When the surrounding staff heard Zhang Yang's name, they all turned their heads to look at him.
"Huh? How is it magical? The director was thinking about going back and editing out which part of the program he had just filmed and which one didn't need to be edited, when he suddenly heard the screenwriter ask and immediately replied.
"It's no wonder, there are always one or two geniuses in every era." The director shrugged his shoulders and said.
"But this genius is too powerful, literature, music." The screenwriter said exaggeratedly.
"So what, do you know that the albums he released are now in short supply in the market?" The director asked rhetorically.
"Not really." The screenwriter was stunned, and then said.
"I don't know the rest, I only know, after the name is publicized, oh no, no need for the future, soon he will be a name that the whole country will know." The director said with a sigh, and then looked at the people with blank faces, and he explained: "You all know the martial arts novel of Tianlong Babu, right?" ”
Everyone nodded, they couldn't think of the connection between the two, Tianlong Babu has been so popular recently, and sometimes you can hear someone talking about Tianlong Babu throughout the day.
"Tianlong Babu will soon usher in film and television, first-class scripts, first-class directors, first-class actors, I really can't think of anything else that can stop the fact that such a TV series is popular." The director subconsciously lit a cigarette, then came back to his senses and immediately threw the cigarette on the ground and scolded himself:
"Damn, I'm still quitting smoking, and I smoked one carelessly."
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