089 Beaten on the first day?

The next day, Zhao Dezhu, a student who was rumored to have been expelled, walked into the classroom with almsgiving. It was rumored that he was going to expel Zhao Dezhu's classmate Xuezheng Qin Hui, and it was rumored that he was dismissed and investigated.

Zhao Dezhu, that's really covered!

"Who are you listening to? Lao Qin was promoted, but he was not dismissed? ”

Facing a group of students who were pondering, Zhao Dazhui explained helplessly.

"Pretend, you keep pretending!"

Zhao Buqian disdainfully exposed Zhao Dazhui's lies: "We have heard the will of the official family, so we just left." If he says that he has another appointment, but he doesn't say it clearly, he must have been dismissed! ”

"There is another meaning of appointment, isn't it just promotion? didn't say that it would be handed over to the three law divisions for trial and sentenced by Dali Temple, so it's fine! ”

"You still want to sentence him? Tsk, that's ruthless! ”

For Zhao Butry's brain supplement, Zhao Dazhui could only shake his head helplessly, and continued to let Jin Rongyu help tidy up the desk, place the four treasures of the study, and clean up the Chinese textbooks.

Uh, another language.

Hey, it's still a Chinese textbook.

Isn't there an art textbook full of beautiful women for leisure and entertainment?

This too much curriculum design is also really unscientific.

The first section is still a language, the second section is still a language, and the third section is finally no longer a language, but has been changed to ideology and morality. How can science students live?

Isn't it said that science majors have a wide range of employment opportunities and many specialized subjects to study? Can I transfer to a science class?

[Sledgehammer graduated from science and engineering? Which school? 】

[, he's a graduate of Street University.] 】

[I haven't heard of such a famous school? Foreign? 】

[This kid is honest, the earth is too dangerous, you better go back to Mars, right? ] 】

[Is it true that the lessons of Taixue are only about language and ideological morality? Did the music and physical beauty teachers collectively ask for leave? 】

[Teacher of sound and physical beauty, it is estimated that there will be one in the teaching workshop, you deserve it!] 】

[Go, kid, you're going to be a star!] 】

[It can't really be called a language class, right? 】

[Hammer, let's have a close-up view, let the big guy open their eyes, and see what the ancient class schedule was like? 】

Actually, there is no class schedule, because there is no such thing as a week.

It is not possible to have a class schedule from Monday to Friday, and then have a weekend or something.

Everyone has a break once every ten days, and the so-called rest is also. Take a break, get your hair done, take a shower, or just go home for a while. It can be regarded as a more intimate arrangement.

But the long list of Zhao Fuzi on the Analects, Qian Fuzi on Mencius, Wang Fuzi on the University, etc., the four books and the five classics add up, just enough for a nine-day course.

Finally, a master is old, tired in the morning, and he doesn't move in the afternoon, and he arranges a debate program - usually the instructor designates the topic, and everyone debates, which is Zhao Dazhui's so-called ideological and moral class.

It's boring!

It's boring!

I'm going to stay on!

"Why don't you go?"

Zhao Dazhui, who was sleeping, suddenly heard someone say this to him.

"Why should I go? Oh, and is school already out? Zhao Dazhui stood up in a daze, and was about to call the scholar to help him carry his schoolbag home.

"Zhao Dezhu, you are so arrogant!" Mr. Wang on the podium was itching with hatred, and scolded, "How did such a naughty student get into Taixue?" ”

"Walk in! I'm healthy, so I don't need to be carried by others, right? ”

"...... you" Master Wang was so angry that he almost turned his back on him, and his fingers trembled and pointed, "Has Taixue fallen to such a point?" Is Yang Shi so a corpse vegetarian meal? ”

Who is Yang Shi?

Oh, it seems to be the director of Taixue.

You old professor with a lot of beard, dare to call the name of the president, it is estimated that there are two brushes, maybe some kind of Confucian or something.

"I'm sorry, I'm young and accidentally fell asleep, do you want to be punished? I'll take the initiative to go out, okay? ”

When it comes to the experience of deserting in class and being punished for sleeping, Zhao Dazhui is definitely a first-class master.

With three years of kindergarten and nine years of volunteer teaching, he is very familiar with the doors of which school and which classroom. I just don't know what the quality of the classroom door is, and whether the campus greening is good enough.

Of course, it's unlikely that a monk from Yishui would want to whistle at a schoolgirl in a short skirt.

Although he hadn't stood for a while, the skills he had cultivated over the years were still there, and Zhao Dazhui skillfully got up, turned, and walked to the door.

"Penalty station?" Master Wang smiled coldly, "Master Ben has never had that habit, stretch out his hand and take the ring ten times!" ”

Is this going to be a slap in the palm of your hand? Isn't corporal punishment a long time ago?

"Lao Wang, you're going too far, aren't you? It's not me who blows, in this world, no one can beat me yet! ”

"Lao Wang? No one can beat you? ”

Wang Fuzi was indignant, his waist was not sore, and his legs were no longer painful, so he grabbed the ring ruler, secretly used his internal strength, and grabbed Zhao Dazhu's white and tender little hand, snap, snap.

After ten strokes happily, Master Wang finished his work and was relaxed.

Zhao Dazhui was beaten ten times happily under the attack of the master's lightning speed and the jingle of the bell.

The first time, it hurts, it hurts.

The second time, it was wooden, and it didn't hurt so much.

By the tenth stroke, Zhao Dazhui could no longer find his hand.

What the hell, is there still such an arrogant person in the world? Even the dragon claws of this marquis dare to fight? Uh, it seems that Hou Ye's hands can't be called dragon claws, so no matter what, they have to be python claws, right?

If you hit the python's claws without authorization, aren't you afraid of being slapped to death by the python?

No, Xueziqiu is eager to try now: "Young master, do you want to kill him?" ”

"Aren't you a cold-faced killer, how did you become a dogleg?"

Did this guy have a split personality, and when did he get sick?

"Isn't this to cooperate with Master Hou." Xuezi Qiu lowered his voice and said, "This old master is indeed a bit bold, does Master Hou need to punish him slightly?" ”

Disciplinary? Punish your sister!

Don't you know that beating a teacher is a thunderbolt?

Especially in ancient times, when the dignity of the teacher was emphasized, just because the teacher slapped your palm a few times to punish you for sleeping in class, you would beat the teacher to vomit blood three liters and die.

If that's the case, don't stay in Da Song, hurry up and go to the country of sticks or gourds to be a savage, there are no rules over there. and lest they be pointed at by thousands of men and reviled by thousands of people.

Forget it, bear with me.

Anyway, this old king is already seventy or eighty years old, and he may hang up in a few years. When he hangs up, he arrests his son and beats him severely, which is called the repayment of the father's debt to the son, which is justified.

Hey, hey, wonderful!

Hiss, hands hurt!

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, Zhao Dazhui wants to be quiet and the old king does not stop.

After Master Wang taught the stubborn student a good lesson, he had to destroy him mentally: "You, come here!" ”

"What do you want to do?"

Zhao Dazhui is really angry, why are you addicted to the palm of a thug, do you really think I'm a bully? If you mess with me, I'll skip school!

"Are you wrong?"

"Hmm."

"Good!" Wang Fuzi nodded with satisfaction, "You come to explain the way of the university, in Mingmingde, in the people, and in the ultimate goodness." ”

Perhaps to make Zhao Dazhui believe that he did not abuse Xiao Penyou, Wang Fuzi also deliberately explained: "These are all introductory knowledge, I think you will know." Forget the general explanation, and be sure to say something new. ”

Seeing that Zhao Dazhui was questioned, the hammers started their little brains one after another to offer advice.

With such a rotten street problem, it is impossible to stump Mr. Zhou, a big V in literature and history. People can come up with several different sets of explanations casually, and all of them are so mellow that people can't fault them.

None of these are what Zhao Dazhui wants.

Don't you want something new?

We don't know anything, we've been messing around with others all our lives, and we're going to be good at the keyboard warrior's methods, okay?

Nonsense, which one is stronger, please see Taixue Zhao Dezhu!

It doesn't seem to rhyme too much, Comrade Chuan Jianguo said, who ca

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