In the eyes of normal people, a doctor of history should be wearing reading glasses, skinny, and dull, but the doctor of history in front of him is not only not very old, but also has both sports and art, and even the teachers in the school have never seen an alternative, let alone these students.

There are several teachers in No. 1 Middle School who have obtained professor qualifications, but these professors are not so powerful, not to mention playing the piano, even playing basketball with students, it is estimated that they will have to break their muscles and bones.

"Worthy of being from the École Normale Supérieure in Paris!" A music teacher said.

Paris is one of the centers of Western culture and is known as the romantic capital, and the École Normale Supérieure is one of the best in the world, and even in the eyes of Europeans, it is the best normal college, and there is no such thing.

The students who came out of there have become representatives of the European education community, and for music teachers, Paris is a city worth aspiring to, although it is not the capital of music, but the art capital of the West, so it makes sense that Canglong showed such unexpected skills.

At this time, the students all looked at Canglong with a blank face, not knowing how to continue, losing is losing, even after quibbling, they lost completely, and some other students worshiped Canglong, but the students of Class 9 led by Zuo Yu were not convinced.

Wang Jiao was also surprised, she didn't expect Canglong to be so talented, and for a while, the teacher who met at the airport didn't seem so ordinary, and there seemed to be a veil of mystery hidden in him.

"It's not too early, let's stop the competition!" Canglong suddenly spoke, "Everyone go back to the classroom, as for the rest of the competition, I will accompany you at any time, but not now!" ”

Canglong's words suddenly relaxed the silent atmosphere, and also gave the students present a step, the first and second games were lost, so they were worried in their hearts, they were worried that the third game would also be lost, and it would be better to leave some time to come out before the third game.

In the silence, the students all came out of the music teacher, and the last person to leave in the ninth class was Wei Dongkui, who re-covered the piano, nodded to Canglong and left, and finally the entire music teacher, only two music teachers remained.

"Hello, my surname is Wang, and we will be colleagues in the future!" The male teacher on the side is not tall, but he exudes an artistic atmosphere.

"My name is Canglong!" Canglong politely replied, "I will ask Mr. Wang to take care of me later, I will go back to the classroom first, and I will talk when I have time!" ”

Leaving the music classroom, Canglong went straight to the ninth class, and the discussions he heard along the way told him that he was already a celebrity in school at this time, and even in these hearts that had not yet experienced the world, he was full of admiration, and even some girls unabashedly fell in love with him, but he didn't care, because it was only for a while.

As soon as the competition was over, another music teacher ran towards the teaching director's office, and when he panted and pushed the door open, he only saw Director Yan looking at him with a serious face, and said angrily: "What are you doing, so flustered, that teacher Cang is deflated?" ”

"No, no" The music teacher gasped, and finally straightened out his words, saying, "Wei Dongkui lost!" ”

"What did you say?" Director Yan, who was writing the materials, trembled his hand, and suddenly drew a bar out of the materials that he was about to write, and he didn't care if the materials were painted, he just stood up and said in a little surprise, "Are you saying it again?" ”

"Wei Dongkui lost!" The music teacher repeated again, "And I lost all the time, you don't know, how good this guy is"

Saying that, the music teacher repeated the situation just now, especially when it came to Canglong's more than ten minutes of playing, lighting a cigarette on the strings, which made Director Yan's face even more gloomy to the extreme, and this music teacher didn't notice the change in Director Yan's face at all.

The more he listened, the more bad Director Yan became, and finally saw that the music teacher was talking endlessly, and immediately said angrily: "Have you said enough?" ”

The music teacher reacted at this time, patronizing and saying that Canglong was amazing, but forgot that Director Yan was very unkind to this Canglong teacher, but as a music teacher, Canglong's attainments in the piano made him admire it very much, although the teachers of the whole school were not interested in Canglong, but after today's events, he and another music teacher had a good impression of Canglong, and there was no such thing as "peers are enemies" in music, on the contrary, in music, there was only "where to find a soulmate".

He found a reason and walked away, but Director Yan just subconsciously sat back in his chair, subconsciously looked at the documents, and muttered: "Didn't the information say that he was a doctor of history, why did he even play the piano so well?" ”

It took a while for Director Yan to come back to his senses, and when he saw the heavy marks on the materials, he twisted the materials into a ball and threw them into the garbage basket in an irritation.

When he thought of the background of those students in the ninth class of the third year of high school and the thorns on their bodies, Director Yan felt a little better: "I still don't believe that you, a fake foreign devil, can control them!" ”

After speaking, he continued to write materials, but at this time, the ninth class of the third year of high school was silent, among the thirty-two students, none of them spoke, except for a few who were sending text messages with their mobile phones, and even the sound of a needle falling could be heard, and they were all recalling the paragraph just now.

Although most of the students in Class 9 didn't know each other, and some of them were meeting for the first time, the thorns on their bodies made them get together, so most of them were thinking about what to do next, how to defeat this hateful "Teacher Cang" who made them cry and laugh.

But not everyone, they all want to let Canglong leave this school, but some students have a sense of worship, when Canglong enters the classroom, they all look at Canglong, with adoring eyes.

"The next time everyone self-study, some of you are the first to come to the first middle school, some of you used to be in the first middle school, get familiar with each other, after the class bell rings, do what you need to do, the next year, you will spend here, it is best to familiarize yourself with the situation of the first middle school!" Canglong glanced at the students present, "Is there any more questions?" ”

There was silence for a while, and just as Canglong was about to leave, suddenly the timid student raised his hand and asked, "May I ask the teacher, did you also study other doctoral majors in addition to history?" Like music? Language? ”

As soon as the voice appeared, the whole class looked at him, whether it was someone who wanted to go to Canglong, or who was worshipping Canglong now, but they all wanted to know the answer to this question.

Canglong waved his hand, motioned for him to put down his hand, and paused: "My only major is history, and the École Normale Supérieure de Paris is a college that trains teachers, but the teachers who come out are not all omnipotent, so if you think I can do anything, then I guess you will be disappointed!" ”

"Oh!" The students were overjoyed.

"Teacher Cang, your piano playing is so good, I think it must be from a famous teacher." And at this moment, Wei Dongkui suddenly asked, his eyes full of expectation.

"Famous teacher?" Canglong shook his head, "I said, I majored in history, and as for piano, I just taught myself in my spare time, and I didn't come from any famous teacher." ”

"Impossible, your technique is so skillful and ingenious, it is definitely from a famous teacher, and he is also an extremely famous one in the world!" Wei Dongkui's face changed, thinking that Canglong was concealing, he was really unacceptable, a person who could play the piano so brilliantly was actually self-taught.

But Canglong still shook his head, he knew very well what Wei Dongkui was thinking at this time, if Canglong's piano was taught by that famous teacher, then Wei Dongkui would definitely feel that he was not wronged if he lost, but if he taught himself, it would be completely different, after all, Wei Dongkui was from a musical family, how could he be defeated by someone who didn't even have a teacher?

But Canglong didn't lie, his piano was indeed self-taught, and he didn't intend to hide it, because he wanted Wei Dongkui to know that there are people outside the world and there is heaven outside the world.

"I promised to compete with you, not to show off how capable you are, but to tell you that no matter how capable you think you are, there are always people in this world who are more capable than you, and you don't know a lot, and it is because you want to learn these things that you don't know, so you are sitting here and becoming my students, if you are not convinced, even if you come to me, as long as it is not excessive, I will accompany you at any time!" Canglong said lightly, and left the classroom after speaking.

Class 9 fell into silence completely, and after a while, there was a commotion, most of them felt that Canglong was too arrogant, and vowed to take him away, and there were even more people who scolded and scolded, but no one dared to say that they were competing with Canglong once, because they had already lost two games.

"He's giving us a war letter!" Zuo Yu stood up and raised his eyebrows, "Masters of Class 9, can we take it?" ”

"Can't!" A group of people chimed in.

"Okay, I can't accept it, then it's up to my sister, tomorrow we will find a chance to fight with him, can you give some strength?" Zuo Yuxiu's beautiful face revealed a bit of wild surnames and bad smiles.

So the classroom echoed it again, and they all discussed how to find a "justifiable" opportunity next, beat Canglong in a group, and even some people came up with several ideas to make the next three abuses, which made Wang Jiao on the side hear it, and immediately pinched a cold sweat for Canglong, and said in her heart, Can this guy stand it?