Chapter 8 Don't blame the teacher
"What's the fuss, start class now." Ye Jia walked out of the old principal's room with a solemn face and scolded.
The students were very afraid of her, and immediately settled down, and even the little fat man sat honestly in his position.
"The students in the first class will preview the content of the textbook by themselves first, and let Ye Kong teach you later, the principal is not in good health today." Ye Jia said lightly, and then walked into another courtyard.
"Yes, teacher." The students in the first class said in unison, and the three and three sat together, sharing the same textbook.
"Me? I'm here to teach. Ye Kong raised his eyebrows, took the worn-out math textbook on the podium and flipped through it.
Well, what's inside...... It seems very simple.
In his previous life, he graduated from Yangcheng University with a major in Feng Shui architecture, studied advanced mathematics calculus, and scored very well in mathematics.
After all, in these years, there is really no way to be a bad master if you are not good at math.
"You guys should prepare for it first." Ye Kong spoke, and then walked into the old principal's house.
The old headmaster's room was dark, and against the wall was a large bookshelf with many books.
Directly opposite the bookshelf was a bed, on which the old headmaster was sitting, weaving something out of straw.
Ye Kong took a closer look and found that the thing looked like a white crane, but it had a tiger tail.
"Grandpa, what are you folding?" Ye Kong asked.
The old principal stopped what he was doing, looked up at Ye Kong, his eyes were very deep, he smiled kindly, and said, "Xiaokong, you said that if the crane can grow a tiger tail, what is it?" ”
Feeling that these words had a deep meaning, Ye Kong flashed this thought in his mind.
In their vague memories, the old headmaster took in their siblings a long time ago, just like their own grandfather. The old headmaster was very erudite, as if there was nothing in this world that he did not know.
"That's a monster, right?" Ye Kong replied.
"Oh, why is it like a monster?"
"Because it's unusual, it's not like something that can appear in this world." Ye Kong pondered for a while and said.
The old headmaster laughed, shook his head, put the straw crane on the head of the bed, and said leisurely:
"Now that a sparrow is the size of a chicken, what's impossible? The Creator is creating something that is impossible. ”
"Grandpa is saying that it is possible that there are transcendental beings in this world?" Ye Kong responded with a smile.
"It's just your head spinning fast." The old principal said angrily, "Don't explore those things, it's okay to be idle, turn over the vegetable garden for me, I'll try this year to see if I can grow watermelons." ”
I have the impression that growing watermelons has always been the dream of the old principal, who has been trying for decades.
The best time was last year, when the watermelon vine grew, but the watermelon was only the size of a thumb.
"Okay, grandpa." Ye Kong nodded, and when he turned around, a strange color flashed in his eyes.
He took the hoe from the back door of the house and went out into the garden. The vegetable garden was almost as big as the classroom, and there was a human-high earthen wall between the two, and Ye Jia's lecture could be heard.
There are some vegetables and a small piece of garlic planted in the vegetable garden, and looking at the vacant soil around the garlic, it should have been pulled out a lot recently.
"Did Ye Jia buy garlic to make up for the loss of the vegetable garden? But what does she do with garlic? ”
Last night, the crow touched the garlic as if it were touching sulfuric acid, and according to the inference, the garlic should be able to dispel evil spirits.
"What's that thing? Where is it buried? Ye Kong's eyes wandered around the vegetable garden.
He found that the dirt in the field had been turned over, and looking at the time, it was probably yesterday.
"Grandpa, don't hoe the ground anymore when you're old, let's just come." Ye Kong shouted into the room.
"That's not what I hoeed, that's your sister, who turned it over last night." The old headmaster replied.
Ye Kong's heart sank slightly, and he unconsciously clenched his hoe and began to turn over the ground.
The soil was very soft because it was turned over once, and Ye Kong rummaged in the ground, but there was no gain.
There is no doubt that Ye Jia must have taken the thing. Although he had been prepared for a long time, Ye Kong couldn't help but be disappointed.
He put the hoe away and went back into the house.
The old headmaster was still weaving his own tiger-tailed crane, and when he saw Ye Kong coming in, he only glanced up slightly.
"Your mind is not very quiet." The old headmaster lowered his eyes.
Ye Kong didn't explain anything, and said straight to the point: "Grandpa, I heard that the guards will come to the academy to recruit people in a few days, and I want to join the guards." ”
The academy is officially organized, and the old headmaster also has the power to recommend students to join the guard.
At this time, the parents of the students began to send money to the old principal, but the old principal did not accept anything, at most some food, and distributed it to all the students.
"Hmm." The old principal nodded, as if he had already guessed what Ye Kong was thinking.
"Xiaokong, you are not young anymore, you are sixteen years old, you and Jiajia grew up together, they depend on each other, there are some things, you can bear it, you can decide if you can, there is nothing bad about it, but ......" The old principal paused, and looked at Ye Kong very solemnly, "But you still have to take your sister's thoughts into account." ”
"Well, I know grandpa, I'll tell my sister." Ye Kong nodded.
All the memories in my mind, although vague, are more than half about Ye Jia.
Ye Jia was very good to him.
If it weren't for these memories, Ye Kong would have attacked her a long time ago, and he had been a backstabbing for many years, and he had encountered more than one or two backstabs.
At this time, Ye Jia suddenly walked in and whispered: "Xiaokong, you go and teach a math lesson to a class, you have learned all of these, it should be no problem." ”
"Okay, sister." Ye Kong nodded.
When he walked past Ye Jia, he saw the red sachet hanging from Ye Jia's waist again.
Bright scarlet, like blood spurting from his chest.
I hope I'm wrong, Ye Kong secretly rubbed the lines of his palm.
Start the class.
The students in the first class looked at Ye Kong very curiously, as if they were looking forward to it.
"Older students" like Zhao Fugui and Wang Meili also went to school with Ye Kong, and now they have become teachers, which is embarrassing.
"Well, our third lesson will be how to use one-dimensional equations to solve problems in life." Ye Kong started the lecture very blandly, like a robot reading an article, without emotion, making people drowsy.
"You still need to memorize the formula, the odd and even do not change, and the symbol looks at the quadrant ......"
Most of the students in the academy feel that mathematics is useless, and it is better to join the guard, and if you are lucky, you can get a military merit and become an official in the shelter.
"We have to understand that between two points, the straight line is the shortest." Ye Kong said leisurely.
Zhao Fugui had just been teased by him, and now he deliberately wanted to trouble him, and said in a weird manner: "How do you prove that the straight line between two points is the shortest?" ”
Ye Kong glanced at him, pondered for a while, and said: "It's okay to prove it, you put a bone 10 meters away, and then let go of the dog, it must run straight to the bone, and it won't turn or detour." Dogs know this, don't you know? ”
The classmates laughed again, the little fat man blushed, and secretly gritted his teeth, thinking that he must find a chance to make Ye Kong look good.
was interrupted by Zhao Fugui like this, and the students had no intention of studying, especially the girls, chatting with each other.
"Yesterday I saw the dragon commander go out on patrol, with a group of guards, so handsome!"
"If only the Dragon Commander came to be our teacher, we would be able to wake up laughing when we sleep!" The girls chattered.
Ye Kong's face changed, and he pretended to be angry and shouted, "Stop arguing!" It's class time! ”
After all, the teacher is still a little dignified, and as soon as Ye Kong shouted this, the students quieted down.
He groaned for a while and said to the girls, "I'm tired to death up there!" You don't move down there! If you don't cooperate, you won't even react, and if you don't have anything in your stomach in the future, don't blame the teacher! ”