At noon, Liu Ziguang went to the company cafeteria to mix braised pork, and only returned to school at half past one in the afternoon when he picked his teeth, and when he walked to the door, he saw Yuan Wei still standing outside the school gate, muttering inarticulately, his lips were dry, his eyes were sluggish, and he didn't care about the surprised eyes of the surrounding classmates.

Liu Ziguang stepped forward and patted him on the head: "Okay, don't read it, go to the shop over there to eat a bowl of rice noodles and shave your head again, don't delay the class, this is twenty yuan, you take it." ”

Yuan Weiru received the money and said thank you, Liu Ziguang continued to walk to the school, and saw an ambulance parked on the field, and the ambulance personnel in light green clothes were helping the three students to get on the bus, in addition to a large pile of cigarette butts, there were several pools of vomit on the ground.

Eighty percent is nicotine poisoning, Liu Ziguang shrugged his shoulders, and secretly said in his heart, Look at you, you will still smoke in the future, no, he went upstairs with a look of indifference, most of the colleagues in the teacher's office are thirty or forty years old, and there is no such image as the young and beautiful teacher Dongyue that he imagined, Liu Ziguang is too lazy to communicate with them, and he will go to class as soon as the preparatory bell rings.

Decent with textbooks and telescopic whips, followed a group of teachers in the corridor, other classrooms are buzzing, the voice is only the third and fifth classes of the junior high school are silent, so a few are very puzzled, and I think that the third and fifth classes of the junior high school have skipped class, stretch out their heads to see that the classroom is neat and complete, it is the students who are standing tall ** sitting on the seats with their hands behind their backs, and they dare not come out.

The teachers looked at each other, it was really wicked that the wicked had their own wicked people, and these little ghosts in the third and fifth classes of junior high school finally met the king of Hades.

Liu Ziguang walked into the classroom with a command from the squad leader Xia Qinxin: "Stand up." All the students stood up and shouted in unison: "Hello teacher!" ”

Liu Ziguang replied with a serious salute: "Students, please take a seat." ”

The students sat down again, moving in unison, as if they were one person.

Liu Ziguang glanced at the whole class, the spirit of the afternoon is much better than the morning, the students all consciously changed their school uniforms or regular clothes, and the types are also very honest, including Yuan Wei, most of the male students are bald or inch, and they look like they are more energetic, and the girls are also very careful in dressing, earrings, necklaces, etc., and they don't dare to wear too fancy clothes.

"That's what a student looks like." Liu Ziguang nodded approvingly, leaned on the podium and started the class, he was on behalf of the ideological and moral textbooks, which were not on the list of courses, so there were no corresponding textbooks and lesson plans, all up to the teacher.

"Each student took out a piece of paper and wrote down your idol and what your dream was, so let's start in five minutes."

Teacher Liu's teaching method is really weird, but the students didn't dare to say anything, they tore off the paper on the homework book and began to meditate with their cheeks. ”

The students immediately turned their heads to each other, and the atmosphere was very warm, and after five minutes the homework was completed, Liu Ziguang did not let the class leader accept the homework, but said: "Start with the class leader, read out your idols and ideals one by one, and it is best to give reasons." ”

Xia Qinxin was the first to stand up, the little girl was very delicate, obviously quite afraid, Liu Ziguang's nose also had a layer of fine beads of sweat, she said softly: "My idol is Jay Chou, because he can sing and write lyrics, my dream is to be a doctor, because...... Because that's what my mom and dad expected. ”

Liu Ziguang nodded and said: "Very good, the idol and ideals of the squad leader are very healthy, and he is a good boy, everyone applauds." ”

The students crackled and applauded, the atmosphere eased a little, and they were not so afraid of Teacher Liu.

"Next, please ask the deputy squad leader Wu Weinayan." Liu Ziguang said to the roster.

The deputy squad leader is also a girl, tall and thin, with a foot of 1.7 meters, she stood up and said: "My idol is RaIn, because he is cool and handsome, and my dream is to be a movie star......"

After the deputy squad leader, there are a few girls6 Continued, their ideals are varied, there are unrealistic want to be movie stars, singer hosts, some are reliable, want to be civil servants, female bosses, and more realistic, want to find a prince charming to marry, their idols are basically the same, they are all half-hung idol singers such as Feilun Hai, she, and so on, and a few ugly and fat girls are corn and said that they like Li Yuchun the most, and the boys below laughed at that time, Liu Ziguang did not interfere, but encouraged them to continue with a smile.

Finally, it was the boys' turn, and the idols of the boys who had been holding back for a while were surprisingly unanimous, and the idols of the seven or eight bald students were all Bei Xiaoshuai, and his ideal was to be a big brother in the rivers and lakes.

Some other boys' idols are slightly more normal, some say Jay Chou, some say Bill Gates, some say Beckham, and the idol of a little fat man turned out to be Xiao Shenyang, which caused a burst of laughter on the spot, Liu Ziguang also laughed twice, and then patted the little fat man on the shoulder and said: "Yes, it can bring laughter to people, and it is also a manifestation of personal value." ”

The ideals of the boys are also more imaginative than the girls, in addition to those who want to be big brothers, they think that they also want to become hackers, international ** soldiers, basketball stars and the like.

After speaking, Liu Ziguang concluded: "What the students said is good, and I wish that one day your ideals can be realized." ”

The students applauded, fifteen or sixteen years old in the third grade of junior high school, when they first began to rebel, their idols or ideals were often not recognized by parents and teachers, and would be regarded as blindly chasing stars and unrealistic fantasies.

Suddenly, the squad leader raised his hand to signal that he wanted to speak, and Liu Ziguang nodded in agreement.

"Teacher, who is your idol? What is the ideal? Xia Qinxin asked with big eyes.

The students also quieted down and looked at their teacher Liu quietly.

Liu Ziguang pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose and said: "Everyone's idols and ideals are different at every age, and my idols when I was a child can thunder you to death if they say it." ”

The students' interest was aroused, and they glared at Liu Ziguang with their eyes blank: "Say it quickly, say it quickly, teacher, we promise not to laugh at you." ”

"Well, my idol is Seiya, the bronze saint of Pegasus, and my ideal is to defend the peace of the earth." Liu Ziguang said matter-of-factly.

There was a laughing scene below, and the tears of laughter of the classmates came out, but I didn't expect Mr. Liu, who was so strict in the morning, to be so cute in the afternoon, and the idol was actually a cartoon character, or an immortal Xiaoqiang.

The laughter was so loud that the rest of the class was. Alarmed, the two teachers probed their brains, looked at them twice, and left without saying anything.

Liu Ziguang stretched out his hand and pressed it around, and the classroom regained calm, and he continued: "When I grow up and are about the same age as you, the idol will become Andy Lau, and his ideals will be downgraded from saving the earth to being a movie star, and when I am older, after I go to college, my idols and ideals will be sublimated again, I worship Bill Gates, and I want to be as rich as him." ”

At this time, the classroom was calm, and the students listened to the teacher with smiles on their faces and full of interest.

"When I graduated from college, I was unemployed at home for half a year, and then I pushed a cart to the night market to set up a stall to sell barbecued sausages, at this time I had no idols, for an unemployed young man struggling on the poverty line, how could he have any energy to worship anyone, in the same way, my ideals were also downgraded again, from being rich in the world to a small boss who could sell newspapers, magazines, cigarettes, and melon seeds in the tin newsstand, because he earned more than me, and he would not be chased by **."

At this time, the classroom was quiet, and even the sound of a needle falling on the ground could be heard, and the students were a little moved, and Teacher Liu's transformation taught them a vivid lesson.

"At what age, what kind of things to do, when Ultraman was a child, when he was older, it didn't matter who didn't be young and frivolous, who didn't **surging, he should be colorful and vigorous when he was a teenager, and he won't regret it when he looks back on his youthful years, but when you grow up** After that, the worldview and values must be established correctly, I advocate a sentence: I am born to be useful, whether it is a movie star or a hacker, as long as you can show your strengths and make useful contributions to this society, your life is valuable, students, am I right? ”

A moment of silence was followed by thunderous applause.

In the corridor outside the window, Principal Wang and Director Tan nodded with satisfaction and quietly left.

……

At the end of school in the afternoon, Principal Wang found Liu Ziguang to talk and said that he wanted him to expand the scope of substitute teaching, in addition to the third grade of junior high school, it is best to substitute the first and second junior high school classes, so as not to arrange too many classes, so as to ensure that a class can have one class a week. Liu Ziguang agreed to come down.

When I returned home and was about to eat, I suddenly received a phone call, and it was Binbin who followed Bei Xiaoshuai to say that something was wrong, and Brother Bei was stabbed.

Liu Ziguang threw his job and rushed out to ride a bicycle, and his mother shouted in the back: "What are you going to do after eating?" The son had already ridden dozens of meters out and dropped a sentence far away: "I'm in a bit of a hurry, so I won't eat." ”

Xiaobei was stabbed in an Internet café, he often plays in an Internet café called "beneficial insects", and the boss and others know each other, this afternoon when he was playing o, suddenly a person came in from outside, walked straight behind Bei Xiaoshuai, without saying a word, pulled out a military thorn from his arms and stabbed it into the back of Bei Xiaoshuai's heart, the military thorn penetrated from the back chair, penetrated the entire human body, and nailed Bei Xiaoshuai alive on the computer desk!

After the murderer succeeded, he ran away immediately, and the people next to Bei Xiaoshuai didn't even have time to react, and when they chased him out, there was already no one there.