Early morning.

The first class of the first and second classes of high school is Qian Sen's Chinese class.

To be honest, the students didn't like Qian Sen very much, and at most they had some respect.

This Qian Sen is indeed suitable for teaching languages, but he looks like a rotten Confucian in the old society!

"Ahem!"

"Ladies and gentlemen, now I want to assign you an essay topic!"

Lin Yiyi was very helpless to play with the pen in her hand, and she had no interest in the Chinese course taught by Qian Sen at all.

The literature and ancient texts of this world are very different from those of her previous life, and there are many texts that she has not studied.

No matter how you say that you are also a college student, even if it is a second-rate university. But I can still understand the Chinese course in high school, right? Isn't it just some reading comprehension?

Besides, this Chanson class left her speechless, and the damn guy named himself to answer questions every time. If he hadn't had some language skills, he might have been really stumped by him.

Yes! What a boring language lesson!

Gradually, Lin Yiyi felt that her eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, and finally fell directly on the desk.

"For this essay, I plan to give you some difficult topics, and if I can satisfy the essay, I will submit it directly to the school, and the school will approve it and submit it to the city's "Education Weekly"

"So...."

Chanson's favorite thing is to give students essay questions!

He is very fond of literature, and he often imposes his interest on his students, and the same is true of his previous studies.

However, under his tutelage, many first-class writers were born, and they all ended up in a very small number of universities, which is what Qian Sen is most proud of.

"Lin Yiyi! Do you come to school to sleep or study? ”

Just as Qian Sen was about to announce the title of his essay, his eyes suddenly widened and he saw Lin Yiyi who was sleeping on the table.

"Lin Yiyi! Lin Yiyi! ”

"Hey, Yiyi. Someone is looking for trouble, I think you better hurry up! ”

Liu Hao was also very big when he heard this composition.

Composition? Writing a dead text? Who doesn't know that you are a lover of literature and a researcher, and who doesn't know how vicious you are when you comment on students' essays?

At this time, Liu Hao could only quickly wake up Lin Yiyi and let her face this damn devil teacher by herself!

"Huh? How? Is there any problem with Mr. Qian? I'm so sorry I fell asleep without saying hello to you! ”

"What? Lin Yiyi, is this kind of attitude towards admitting mistakes? ”

Qian Sen has always been dissatisfied with Lin Yiyi, and often makes it difficult for her in class, but he has not succeeded once.

This made Qian Sen very angry, don't let your disobedient squad leader accept a lesson, how can I Qian Sen stand up?

Qian Sen glared at Lin Yiyi's somewhat tired appearance, and said directly: "Lin Yiyi, as the class leader, I think this essay question should also play an exemplary role, this essay will be submitted next Monday, and then we will read Lin Yiyi's essay first!" ”

What the heck? Didn't I apologize to me?

Dead old man, aren't you looking for trouble?

You didn't even announce the essay topic, so you decided in advance to let me come out?

Lin Yiyi was told this by Qian Sen, and immediately fell asleep.

"We have just learned an early vernacular text, which is the contemporary writer Mr. Li Heng's "Rotten Confucianism".

Li Heng?

Lin Yiyi knows this Li Heng, and the existence of this Mr. Li Heng in this world is similar to Mr. Lu in his previous life. He is one of the pioneers of vernacular writing.

"Corrupt Confucianism" is his masterpiece, which tells the ignorant and hopelessly pedantic thoughts of scholars in the late Qing Dynasty, and is a very in-depth reflection of the distorted social values of readers at that time.

Such an in-depth article was taken out and said, what is this Qian Sen trying to do? What questions do you want to come up with?

"Then, the topic of our essay this time is to write a narrative essay that criticizes reality with reference to Mr. Li Heng's thoughts and style and corresponds to reality!"

"Isn't it!"

"Referring to Mr. Li Heng's thoughts and style? Mr. Li Heng, that is the early style of vernacular literature! ”

"yes, how do you refer to this?"

"And a narrative? Isn't this digging a hole for us? ”

When Chanson said the title of the essay, countless students scratched their heads and said they couldn't accept it.

Hehe!

After hearing Qian Sen's question, Lin Yiyi smiled coldly in her heart.

This is obviously a mess!

An early critical style of vernacular writing? Still need a narrative? What do you think you're teaching? College students?

It's ridiculous to have such an essay topic for a high school student!

It's just not surprising that Chanson's deepest study of literature is not ancient and early vernacular? This is to teach me a lesson!

Damn, what do you mean by those eyes?

Lin Yiyi immediately felt Qian Sen's cold and malicious eyes.

Stroking his glasses, Qian Sen said lightly: "Then it's decided." Lin Yiyi, as our class president, you have to show a little bit of skill this time! I'm looking forward to it, and if I can, I'll definitely submit your article to the school magazine and the city's Education Weekly! ”

Trouble!

It's just a mess!

Come up with such a topic to make things difficult for the little angel?

Most of the students have already understood Chanson's sinister intentions, and they are the first to read the little angel's composition? Still going to Education Weekly?

That's fine, but the problem now has to be submitted to the school magazine at the same time. If it's poorly written, isn't it going to be laughed at by the whole school? The articles in the school magazine of Tianhua Foreign Chinese are required to be studied every week!

Moreover, everyone knows that the editor-in-chief of the school magazine of Tianhua Foreign Chinese School is this Qian Sen!

Why isn't it up to him!

"Hey, forget it this time. It's so hard! ”

At this time, Liu Hao sent a message to Lin Yiyi through his mobile phone.

After seeing the news, Lin Yiyi replied casually: "Coward, do you know who we are?" Traverser! Don't you know that I can copy it? ”

"How? Everyone's okay, right? ”

"Nope! No comments! ”

All the students replied in the affirmative, and this time it was not them who were targeted.

Even if they scribble and make Qian Sen dissatisfied, it doesn't matter, he wants to fix it as a little angel!

"What about Lin Yiyi? Do you have any comments as a class leader? ”

Chanson nodded in satisfaction when he heard the students' answers.

Then his eyes focused on Lin Yiyi again.

The rest of the students also watched closely at the little angel who was miserably disturbed by Qian Sen.

Damn!

What's the point of me, you asking? You said I was the class leader! Can I still say no?

You old fellow! Sooner or later, I'm going to clean you up! We'll see!

Lin Yiyi resisted the urge to beat Qian Sen violently, squeezed out a smile and whispered, "I have no opinion, Teacher Qian!" It's good if you're happy! ”

"Isn't it just writing? Inexistent! ”

Dropping this sentence, Lin Yiyi fell on the desk again and began to fall asleep.