"Teacher Fang, I'm sorry. ”

While eating, the seven or eight little radish heads walked in front of Fang Bai and bowed directly.

"Get up!" Fang Bai shook his head, looking at these half-grown boys, he might have ignored their age.

"Teacher Fang, I'm sorry, it's not that we don't want to help, that senior family is rich and powerful, and we can't afford to mess with it. A little radish head said helplessly.

"What's wrong if you can't mess with it?" Fang Bai clapped his hands, "If you can't afford to provoke, you can watch your classmates being bullied?"

"It's not me you're sorry for, it's Luo Xue, it's not nice to say, if one day, a classmate in the class, or even your family has an accident, and the other party is rich and powerful, will you be able to forget it like this?"

Fang Bai sighed, it seemed that he had still ignored the ideological work of these little radish heads.

"I'm sorry. The little turnip head bent itself down again.

"Forget it, don't say I'm sorry in the future, these three words are the most useless words in the world, things have already happened, what's the use of being sorry. Fang Bai waved his hand.

Looking at the disappointed expression on the face of the big devil, these little radish heads have never been so uncomfortable, full of remorse, disappointing the people who care about them, this feeling is really indescribable.

......

"Students, do you know where you can see the decay of a country?" After breakfast, Fang Bai did not rush to train, but threw out a question.

"From the imperial capital?" asked Li Zicheng uncertainly.

"From the economy, my father said that a country with more money must be strong. Hu said.

"From ...... From education?" Luo Xue replied weakly.

All of a sudden, all sorts of answers popped up.

"On you. ”

"On us?"

All the children looked at Fang Bai in confusion.

"From the young children of a country, you can see whether the country will decay or not. Fang Bai now almost understands why Mr. Zhou gave up medicine and followed literature, only ideological education can make a country strong.

"The decay of a nation does not lie in others, but in its youth. ”

Fang Bai settled his mind and put his hands behind his back.

Lang reads it aloud.

"The sky and the earth are vast, the universe is vast, and the young man of Daxia should stand up to the sky and be self-reliant!"

"The young man of the sunrise will be the responsibility of the young man of the Great Xia!"

"Therefore, the responsibility today is not for others, but for my youth!"

......

"The wisdom of the youth is the wisdom of the country!"

"If the youth is rich, the country will be rich!"

"If the youth is independent, the country will be independent!"

"If the youth is free, the country will be free!"

"The progress of the youth is the progress of the country!"

......

"Beautiful, I'm a young man, and I'm not old with the sky!"

"Zhuang, my Daxia boy, there is no boundary with the country!"

In the shocked eyes of countless people, Fang Bai ended his recitation, and instead looked at the little radish head in front of him very solemnly.

"You are the hope of the future of Great Xia, if you are all cold-blooded, won't you also become cold-blooded in the future?"

"If a new war is coming, won't Great Xia be in danger of losing the country?"

"I don't want my students to be a bunch of insensitive, selfish people, you know?"

"Understood...... Understood!" the little radish head below nodded stupidly, this was the first time I had seen the big devil so solemn and serious.

"Okay, now that you understand, today's homework is to memorize!" Fang Bai clapped his hands.

"I'll ......"

"I knew it!"

"Sure enough, you can't escape the routine. ”

......

Less than half an hour.

Waste Emperor Fang Jun Mo was lying on the sofa, one foot was still on the sofa, the other foot was dragging on the ground, the upper body was naked, and he licked the lollipop without any image.

"Emperor, this is what the Shadow has just sent back. Wu Ying held a piece of paper in his hand and stood respectfully behind the sofa.

"Take a look at me!" Fang Junmo stretched out a hand.

"Yo, that's the name!"

"Brother wrote it?"

Wu Ying responded, "It is said that the Lord said it later when he was educating the students. ”

"Well, if the youth is strong, the Great Xia will be strong...... Yes, yes, the youth is better than other countries, the country is better than other countries, and the youth is stronger than the mainland, and the youth is stronger than the mainland!"

"Well written, well written!"

"I am a young man, I am not old with the sky......! Oops!"

Fang Jun Mo read the words, a little too forgetful, and fell directly off the sofa......

Appalling.

"Take it and send it to all the academies and schools, just say that the Great Xia Patron God requires every student to memorize it! If you can't memorize it, you will be expelled!" Fang Junmo directly threw the paper in his hand to the martial arts shadow behind him......

"Yes!"

......

At this time, Fang Bai was very confused.

"Congratulations to the host for spreading the excellent earth culture in Daxia, inspiring the students of Daxia to work hard and win a cultural lottery. ”

Xiaomi, all of them, suddenly prompted.

"Wait a minute, Xiao Mi will explain, what does this mean?" Fang Bai scratched his head.

"It has spread to every college, and this is the credit of the host, so a cultural lottery is awarded. ”

"......" Fang Bai touched his chin, isn't it, Shadow Guard?

Found a hidden place, looked left, looked right, no one left......

"Shadow ......"

"Shadow ......"

Fang Bai called in a low voice like a thief.

"The Lord doesn't need to be so careful, people below the rank of title can't detect their subordinates. A voice came from the side.

"Yo Xi!" Fang Bai nodded, "You spread it?"

The subordinates just copied it down and sent it to the emperor. ”

"No wonder!" According to Fang Junmo's personality, this matter can almost be explained, "Okay, then it's fine!"

Now Fang Bai wants to know more...... Hey, what good things can be drawn in the cultural lottery.

Immersing his mind in the system, Fang Bai called out the lottery page.

"Cultural Lottery!"

"Here!"

The lottery page is divided into many categories, there are famous teachers to point to the lottery, and the lottery is also divided into several levels, 10, 100, 1000 all the way to 100 million.

Cultural Sweepstakes.

It is divided into several sections, Internet culture, ancient culture, fantasy culture, etc., anyway, there are several.

"Is the host starting the lottery?"

"Let's go!"

With the turn of the slot machine drawer.

Fang Bai's eyes moved with the point of light.

"Congratulations to the host for obtaining the Fantasy Culture. ”

"Isn't it?" Fang Bai was stunned.

"It's not ...... This is a world. Xiao Mi said.

"Wait a minute, what do I want to do with this hanging thing? Could it be that I can still enter this world and take Xiao Yan as an apprentice?" Fang Bai guessed.