Ye Li wrote down the scene where the teacher choked, he wrote down the words "Long live the motherland" written by the teacher with all his body, and he wrote that the teacher couldn't say anything, and only made a gesture of "get out of school" to everyone.

At this moment, Ye Li's hand was like lightning, hiding infinite liliang, and every word was written, as if his soul was beating a little, hitting his heart, and it seemed that countless shouts were echoing in his ears, making people can't help but want to be high-pitched.

It wasn't until the word zuihou was there that he stopped for a moment and slowly relaxed.

He breathed heavily, feeling as if all the liliang in his body had been exhausted.

This is the classic liliang, the kind of liliang who is unwilling to give up everything.

It's just that even if you are unwilling, even if you are nostalgic for this zuihou time, all this is an end after all.

Then in the article Zuihou, Ye Li added a sentence: "In 1870, in France." ”

He had learned about the history of this time, although China was no longer the Qing Dynasty after the Ming Dynasty, and many historical events were different, but in 1870, war still broke out between Prussia and France, and Zuihou fell to Paris, although many details about the war were different, but this article could be used just right, and after several revisions by Ye Li, it was more in line with the style of this shijie.

For a classic novel, everyone's interpretation is different, and everyone has everyone's feelings.

This article is based on the lesson of zuihou in a occupied area to highlight the humiliation of the entire occupied area and the deep longing for the homeland.

At this moment, Ye Li borrowed a scene from a school zuihou lesson to set off a student's unwillingness and anger at educational corporal punishment.

He wants to be a wake-up call to this deformed form of corporal punishment and education, to allude to the corruption of the education system, and to warn everyone to protect the new generation of students.

If this kind of corporal punishment is allowed to run rampant, and high-pressure behavior is allowed to run rampant, sooner or later, the hidden depression in their hearts will explode!

That's the point and purpose of his writing.

It was as if there was a kind of tension that erupted, like the strange hand of fate crushing his throat, making him involuntarily suffocate.

At this moment, Ye Li's soul seemed to be sublimated, and in the process of writing the novel, he also reviewed the feeling of that classic scene, and he even felt that his spirit had become condensed.

He felt that these few seconds occupied a very important place in his future life, not only sharpening his spirit, but also strengthening his heart.

The bell rang for the end of class, and Ye Li handed in the composition.

He noticed that Ling Mingxiao, the teacher on the podium, seemed to be very unhappy, and couldn't help but be stunned.

Ye Li remembered that although Ling Mingxiao was strict, he rarely got angry, but he had his own rules. Who provoked him?

After paying close attention, he found that Ling Mingxiao's gaze was towards Liu Yang.

Do they have contradictions?

A thought suddenly flashed in Ye Li's mind: With Ling Mingxiao's strictness, could it be that he found out that Liu Yang did not compose on the spot, but instead filled up the works he had written before? And for Ling Mingxiao, he hated this kind of thing the most.

At this time, Ye Li noticed the sad face on Liu Yang's face, and Liu Yang was even more hesitant when he handed over the text.

Ye Li confirmed this matter.

Thinking of this, Ye Li felt a sense of happiness in his heart, and developed a strong sense of identification with Teacher Ling Mingxiao, and raised his head to look at Ling Mingxiao.

He found that Ling Mingxiao was leaning against the window, his head tilted slightly, and instead cast a glance of appreciation at him.

"Is this towards me? Yes, he must have known about my post on the billboard...... It's just that he probably didn't know that I had been fired......"

Ye Li was a little grateful, and a little distracted, and then he walked out of the classroom.

He straightened up.

Stand upright and meet everything.

When Ye Li walked to the gate of the campus, he found that many people around him were stopping at the gate of the school, talking to each other about the expulsion, while more people took care of themselves and hurriedly started their journey home.

"That's him...... The expelled student is very arrogant when I heard it......" A questioning voice came from behind him.

In their eyes, the person who is punished by the school will always be useless, even if they don't know each other.

Ye Li clenched his fists and walked out of the campus, never looking back.

Without hesitation, he walked into the distance.

He had more important things to do.

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On the flame-red Chevrolet official car, Jiang Muzhi, chairman of the education committee of Huaxia Capital, was looking at the scenery outside the window, sighing slightly, thinking about the upcoming meeting in the afternoon, showing a little eagerness. This longing comes from a childhood dream.

Jiang Muzhi is a kind old man, loves to grow Zhulan, and loves to interact with children, but it is a pity that his wife has never been pregnant.

He had a dream since he was a child, and he felt that there should be a perfect knowledge system so that any student could learn to learn, learn to live, learn to do things, and learn to survive spontaneously.

And that's the focus of the afternoon session, the first time he's been promoting this idea.

He looked at Ling Mingxiao in the back seat next to him. He had a good impression of this Ling Mingxiao, who was only in his thirties, and Ling Mingxiao's rigorous attitude towards his studies reminded him of many of his previous insistences.

"He is a down-to-earth worker, and sooner or later he will stand in my place, have more room for him, and will be stronger than me." Jiang Muzhi was thinking like this, but found that Ling Mingxiao, who had always been very serious, was looking at the document in his hand with full attention.

"Xiao Ling, are you fascinated by the documents?" Jiang Muzhi smiled slightly.

Ling Mingxiao's body was stunned, then he came to his senses, raised his head, hesitated for a moment, and said, "No." ”

"Huh?" Jiang Muzhi noticed that what Ling Mingxiao was holding was not the "Education Committee Document No. 1 of 2014" that he thought in his heart, but an ordinary text.

Jiang Muzhi was stunned for a moment and said, "Do you students from the fourth high school compose?" ”

Before the conference, read a high school student's essay?

Ling Mingxiao sighed softly and said: "Chairman Jiang, last year there was a student in our school who handed in an essay, although the writing was a little immature, but there were a lot of ideas in it, so I rated it as a full score, yesterday when the school started, somehow this article was suddenly passed on the school's propaganda board, and as a result, many students watched, zuihou because of this incident, this student was expelled from school yesterday. ”

Jiang Muzhi suddenly frowned, just because of this, this student was expelled?

He couldn't help but say, "This is what you're reading now?" ”

"Yes."

"Let me see?" Jiang Muzhi suddenly had a trace of curiosity.

Ling Mingxiao handed over the text, and Jiang Muzhi looked at the title, which read: "Wanderings" was written on it.

The handwriting on it seems a little immature, and the sentences are a little incoherent.

After reading it, Jiang Muzhi shook his head slightly and did not express any opinions.

At this time, Ling Mingxiao added next to him: "Cobra is the name given by students to the school's dean......"

"A dean of instruction who uses corporal punishment?" Jiang Muzhi sighed and said, "This kid's courage is quite big......

Ling Mingxiao continued: "Yesterday, after this kid knew that he had been expelled, he wrote another article in the on-site composition of the day, and I read it ten times last night, and the article was right behind. ”

At this time, Jiang Muzhi's curiosity was aroused.

He flipped the composition to zuihou, and at this time, the "zuihou lesson" above suddenly appeared in his eyes, and the style suddenly became upright, and a wave of wind and bones came to his face, making people feel that his eyes were bright.

"How much has his handwriting improved all at once? Is it just one winter vacation? Jiang Muzhi began to read slowly.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he finished reading the whole text in one go.