After Liang Chen tried his best to convince his parents, he spent the whole summer in the new world brought to him by "Guns, Germs and Steel", and in two months, he published more than 50 statements in QQ space to express the turbulence in his mind, "The Inca Emperor Atahualpa was captured by the Spanish governor Francisco Pizarro in the Peruvian highland city of Cajamarca on November 16, 1532" was deeply imprinted in his mind.

He changed from an avid lover of traditional Chinese culture to a history cultist, especially the novelty of knowledge outside the history textbook made Liang Chen fall into it like opium smoke, Jiang Tinghuang, Fang Long, Yuval Harari, ······ Departing from Liang Chen's knowledge before the age of sixteen, one after another poured into his world, Liang Chen seemed to have changed his soul.

In the new semester, the seventh class of the second year of high school, together with the entire second year of high school, moved from the teaching building to the complex called the "third floor" one year ahead of schedule, for unknown reasons.

The elder brother Liu Bingjian became a loyal listener of Liang Chen, and Liang Chen seemed to have become a cult leader, instilling all kinds of deviant ideas in Liu Bingjian, such as "depose the hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism" during the time of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was just a slogan, and the combination of royal and domineering was the reason for the prosperity of the early Han Dynasty; The turning point of World War II was not under Stalingrad, but in the battle for oil in the Caucasus Pass; The crux of almost everything in ancient China was the substitution of morality for the legal system, which was extremely popular in the Ming and Qing dynasties······

However, the new history teacher did not like Liang Chen, although he was still the benchmark for his history grades in the first year of high school, but the new teacher especially hated confusing wild history miscellaneous talk with official history and confusing the public and disturbing other students' judgment of official history.

The new teacher's surname is Wei, his name is Jun, he and Teacher Mu are university alumni, thirty-six or seventeen years old, tall, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, like a physical education teacher. The first class of the new semester was pleasant to Liang Chen, he said that people are often familiar with each other from a title, you don't have to call me Teacher Wei after class, just call me Xiao Wei or Brother Wei, show his soft face, Liang Chen mistakenly thought that he was a teacher of the student faction.

When he was in junior high school, Chen Wen divided teachers into two types, the first is the teacher that students like, they can get along with students, they are not strict, not high-minded, and do not judge heroes by academic performance, but they are often not popular with parents; The second type is the teacher that parents like, on the contrary, the style of a strict teacher, and academic performance is their first criterion.

In the third week of school, after Liang Chen and Lao Maozi used his history class to prank, Gao Erqi found out that Xiao Wei was not Chen Fei.

Xiao Wei was not familiar with Class 7 at first, and when he asked questions in class, he always used the history transcript at the end of the previous semester. On Wednesday's history evening self-study, Lao Maozi, Liang Chen, and Liu Bingjian quietly plotted a prank on Zhou Sang on the podium, Xiao Wei, who had just finished class, left his history transcript on the podium, Lao Maozi drew a striking five-pointed star next to Zhou Sang's name with a red pen, and when Zhou Sang returned to the classroom, several people returned to their seats with a smile.

In the evening self-study of the second quarter, something happened that Liang Chen and a few people expected, and Zhou Sang was selected by Xiao Wei.

"Zhou Jun, we talked about Confucius's 'benevolence' before that is to love others, and Mozi also talked about love and love, you can talk about the difference between the two." Xiao Wei called Zhou Sang's name, and looked at Zhou Jun who was looking down for the answer on the podium, and he was extremely majestic.

And although Zhou Sang said that he was an old fritter that couldn't be fried, he still kept flipping through the book, hiding the embarrassment that he wouldn't know.

"If you don't know, just say it, okay?" Xiao Wei said patiently.

Zhou Sang raised his head, shook his head, and said, "I don't know." ”

"Does anyone know?" Xiao Wei asked again.

Liang Chen leaned back and bumped Liu Bingjian's table at the back of his table, prompting him that it was time to play. Xiao Wei's question had been discussed in the previous class, but Liang Chen and the others were sure that Zhou Sang would not take notes. After Xiao Wei asked twice, Liu Bingjian stood up and replied: "Confucianism says that there is differentiated love for others, and the love of the Mohists is the love that everyone in the world should have the same and undifferentiated love. ”

Xiao Wei applauded first, nodded, signaled that he was good, and then said, "Very well-said, I actually talked about this issue before, you may not have paid attention." ”

In the history lessons of the remaining two days, it is not surprising that Zhou Sang's history lessons were all drawn by Xiao Wei. When playing basketball in physical education class on Friday, Zhou Sang complained that his luck in the past few days could go to buy lottery tickets, and the old Maozi sitting on the side laughed at him for being the "chosen son" like LeBron James, Liang Chen mocked loudly: "Xiao Wei, this is the only favorite Zhou Gongzi of the three thousand beauties in the harem." ”

Zhou Sang sat on the mat under the basketball hoop, tilted his head, and looked like a bitter gourd face, saying that he had done good deeds for decades, but he didn't expect God to treat him like this. The September day was still extremely hot, and the scorching sun made Zhou Sang's eyes shine with a few teardrops, he wiped a handful of tears, poured a mouthful of pulse, and strode back to the classroom.

Zhou Sang left, Liang Chen and the others were missing, and they couldn't fight in groups, and after he walked away, a few people laughed wildly, and when the bell rang for the end of class, several people also returned to the classroom.

In the classroom, Zhou Sang and Jiang Zhiyun looked like they were talking and laughing and talking happily, but when Liang Chen and the others came back, Zhou Sang changed his face and was angry. In front of the door, Liu Bingjian whispered to a few people that it seemed that the matter had been revealed. Liang Chen had no fear, and told a few people that we should not be afraid, and we would not admit it when the time came.

And Zhou Jun walked over and took out the wooden ruler used by Mr. Liu on the bookcase on the side of the blackboard, which was violent. When I walked over, I asked who was the mastermind.

Liang Chen originally thought that everyone belonged to the united front of the coalition forces and shared the same hatred with it, but he didn't expect to be defeated in one round, and the hands of several people invariably pointed at Liang Chen. Zhou Sang gritted his teeth and rushed towards Liang Chen angrily.

When he got closer, Liang Chen straightened up, still full of grievances, he thought that Zhou Sang would give him a chance to explain, but he didn't expect Zhou Sang to say nothing, and raised the wooden ruler in his hand and hit Liang Chen.

Liang Chen dodged indiscriminately in the classroom, and hid beside Jiang Zhiyun with a whim, panting, as if he had been greatly wronged, and said, "Aren't I worried about your future?" ”

"Think about whether the person in front of you needs you to work hard."

Liang Chen's words didn't match the preface, but his eyes kept glancing at Jiang Zhiyun who was sitting quietly on the stool, and Jiang Zhiyun was still so calm and calm. Zhou Sang raised his ruler to fight, but he withdrew his hand again and returned to his seat with a snort.

In the first class on Saturday morning, Tang Rui weakly called Xiao Wei to turn off the lights, and after turning off the lights, Xiao Wei put down the paper in his hand, which was the test question in the self-study class yesterday afternoon.

"First of all, I would like to mention the red five-pointed star on this report card." Xiao Wei took the transcript and said with a sneer: "I thought that Zhou Jun wanted to show himself, and I also fulfilled him, but judging from the performance in these classes, he has not yet distinguished between 'the unity of heaven and man' and 'the induction of heaven and man', and he is not a fool who will lift a stone to shoot himself in the foot!" Zhou Jun is not a fool, right? ”

Zhou Sang didn't answer, just smiled, like a fool!

"It's nothing, it's just a little joke between classmates! But ······" Xiao Wei paused, flipped through the scroll on the podium, turned on the multimedia projector, and the words on the scroll on the curtain were extremely ugly, and at a glance he knew that it was Liang Chen's.

"Why does Liang Chen think that Confucianism in the Han Dynasty became the wrong standard for the government to select talents and appoint officials and knights?"

"Because it's not right in the first place, and Mr. Wei said that when Emperor Xuan of the Han Dynasty was in the title, it was not the Han Dynasty." Liang Chen stood up and said loudly, as if there was something strange about Xiao Wei's question.

"Did I talk about the influence of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty 'deposing the hundred schools of thought and respecting Confucianism alone'?"

"Teacher, you have talked about it, but in history, in the period of Emperor Wu, there was no exclusive respect for Confucianism, and the combination of overlord and Taoism was the basic national policy of the Western Han Dynasty from Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty to Emperor Xuandi! "Hanshu Yuan Emperor Ji" records that Emperor Yuan of the Han Dynasty once made a statement to Emperor Xuan to reuse Confucianism, but Emperor Xuan replied: "The Han family has its own system, which is originally a tyranny, but it is pure morality, and Zhou Zhenghu is used, and vulgar Confucianism is not up to the time. Liang Chen raised his voice and said impassionedly.

"What I'm asking you is not whether this conclusion is correct or not, but whether I have said that Confucianism has become the standard for the government to select talents and appoint officials and knights" Xiao Wei twisted his eyebrows and stared straight into Liang Chen's eyes.

"I answered yes." Liang Chen shrugged his shoulders slightly, lowered his head, and slightly contemptuous left lip rose slightly, fiddling with the pen on the desk.

"I know you're not convinced, but what I want to tell you is that I'm the only one to cure your unconvinced." Xiao Wei raised the stack of scrolls in his hand and said loudly: "I'm not angry that you wrote such an answer, but a number of other people who did the same, and these people knew each other before I took over your class, and you couldn't escape it. ”

"Teacher, I want to ask, is it also a fault to tell the truth?" Liang Chen felt that he had been wronged.

"It's not a matter of telling the truth, but the criterion for grading the teacher at the time of the college entrance examination is the college entrance examination history outline." Xiao Wei pointed at Liang Chen and shouted, "Teacher Chen Fei has been teaching for four years and has led two graduating classes, and the history scores of these two graduating classes are the lowest in the whole grade. ”

"Do you know why?" Xiao Wei squinted his eyes and asked coldly.

"Because the first two classes he took were parallel classes." The insolent anger of the young man in his heart was mixed with cold contempt, and he replied with a smile that was a deep sarcasm of the teacher on the podium.

"It's because what he likes most is a lover of you who tells history eloquently, and what I hate the most is a showman like you who confuses wild history commentary with official history." After being angry, Xiao Wei said calmly, "It is undeniable that this kind of person is very easy to be worshiped by girls, and for you in adolescence, it feels really good to be surrounded by girls." But you are not students of the country, you are not the children of rich families, you have no capital to waste time, and the so-called personality is for the excellent. ”

"But at least let's tell the truth! And this time I'm talking about the official history. Liang Chen pretended to be innocent, as if seeking a compromise.

Xiao Wei took a deep breath and smiled helplessly, like the teachings of a seasoned elder to a hot-blooded young man who has just entered the society - you are still too young, and hot-blooded young people hate this kind of age-based condescension the most.

"Whether you're talking about official history, or miscellaneous talk, my request is that you hide the fairy tail of these super-syllabic remarks behind your ass, of course, I also allow you to chat with your classmates in private, but I will never tolerate further discussion about your high school history on the test paper, in the test paper I hope you are in order, you can accumulate your knowledge in college, but what I want to do is to ensure that most of the students in this class can pass in the third year of high school, half of them can get 70 points, and a few top students can get more than 80." Xiao Wei's sharp eyes told everyone, pay attention to everyone, I'm going to blacken.

This kind of education that destroys individuality and freedom, Liang Chen scolded loudly in his heart.

The brows on Liang Chen's forehead were squeezed into the word "Chuan", and he had already worded the next round of defense in his heart, and he wanted to rush to kill in Xiao Wei's iron bucket array, but those few words were like a stream of sticky phlegm, stuck in his throat, and he couldn't say anything.

He still sat down, helpless, even though he was dissatisfied, depressed, but was beaten back by a soft stick similar to "I am for your good", Liang Chen couldn't argue, but regretted the debt he had incurred when he had fun in junior high school, and he had to pay it off after all, but when it was time to get out of class, his mind was cranky, and he inexplicably flashed a son of heaven and a courtier.

suffered this kind of thing, Liang Chen was inevitably comforted by the same table in the front and back, left and right, east and west, north and south, only Tang Ying rolled his eyes and scolded deservedly. In the evening, after Mr. Mu sent his mobile phone, he called Liang Chen to the office, and the fools understood what it was for, Liang Chen didn't want to go, but the teacher summoned this matter, and the student must be forced to laugh if he is not happy, he must be forced to drink if he is not happy, he must be forced to accompany if he is not happy, and he must sing if he is not happy.

In the office, Teacher Mu was sitting in the innermost, and when he saw Liang Chen come in and put down the work in his hand, he didn't speak, looking Liang Chen up and down.

Liang Chen spoke first, not to mention that she was a teacher, even if she was just an ordinary middle-aged woman, she kept looking, Liang Chen also felt a chill down her spine, and always remembered the story of Grandma Xiong's chewing her fingers that her grandmother told when she was a child when she was sleeping.

"Teacher Mu has something to say, don't always look at me, my back is cold."

"I just see if you have a little meat." Teacher Mu said with a smile.

Liang Chen is not a fool, his heart is like a mirror, clear and clear, but he didn't expect that Teacher Mu's methods were so clever that Liang Chen opened his mouth.

"I'm not convinced!"

Liang Chen nodded and shook his head, "No, how can it!" The new monarch will inevitably kill several former emperors and old ministers to support new favorites, which can be understood. ”

"You are more resentful than Dou E when you say this."

"I just felt something in my heart disappearing, like water receding on the sandy shore, like incense turning to ashes, and suddenly I understood that it was my madness to study history." Liang Chen sighed and said with emotion: "It's a pity that now the yellow sand covers the face, and a wooden coffin is buried in the loess. ”

"You have vomited all the bitter water, and I will enlighten you again."

"Then I'll leave it at that." Liang Chen asked tentatively.

Teacher Mu made a gesture of please, allowing Liang Chen to speak as much as he wanted.

Liang Chen broke out, and his mouth was spitting, he couldn't hide the anger in his heart, and the complaint in his belly was like a foal, which had been fed fat and strong, and if he didn't urge Liang Chen, he would run wildly.

"Do you want to talk about a history teacher who has such a reversal of right and wrong? I said the truth, every sentence is reasonable, but I missed everyone's future, he first occupied the moral high ground as soon as he came, I am for your good appearance. Regardless of the question I was wrong about him, first of all, even if the answer I wrote in the volume was wrong, but he was the new monarch, how do I know his likes and dislikes, you don't like it, but you say! Won't we change when we are courtiers? People are not sages, who can do nothing, the first time they crackle and accuse, don't be a big-tailed wolf and fool people when school starts. ”

"Anything else?" Mr. Mu asked.

"Don't talk about it, I can't help but violate the ethics of the monarch and ministers."

Teacher Mu lowered his head and thought for a while, took a deep breath, stared at Liang Chen and said, "First, I can listen to your annoyance like this because you didn't quarrel with Teacher Wei in class so that he couldn't get off the stage, because you don't know how much effort I spent asking him to take over our class, and if you can't let him get off the stage, I can't get off the stage; Second, I don't know which of you is right and who is wrong, Mr. Wei did talk to me in the office about this issue, he also praised you, and also criticized your shortcomings with me, he asked me to talk to you, you know that I am also very busy at the beginning of school, so I apologize to the two of you; Third ······"

Teacher Mu's voice slowly became smaller, and after hesitating for a while, he still said, "Third, Teacher Wei had a teaching accident when he was the head teacher because of a joke similar to you and Zhou Sang, so he is very sensitive to this kind of thing; In the end, I don't want you to give up on yourself and destroy the Great Wall because of this. Yesterday, you Teacher Huang said a sentence in the office, I will give it to you, life is like a compass, whether it is NB or SB is your own choice. ”

Liang Chen's eyes flashed, he didn't say a word, and stood aside in a daze.

"Speak!"

"When the wind rises, you should still strive for life." Liang Chen said with a smile.

"To be honest, Mr. Wei has a few words that I think are quite right, boys like you are the most popular with girls, remember, don't make trouble for me." Teacher Mu waved Liang Chen to return to the classroom.

Out of the office, Liang Chen didn't rush back to the classroom, the September night was a little cold, and Liang Chen's angry heart warmed up. Did he take it? No, the majestic pass in my heart is still in my heart. He was right, why he bowed his head, just because of the teacher's sensitivity to tear up the student's self-esteem, and the young student had to squeeze out the young mind.

The night was swallowing up the evening clouds and the sunset, Liang Chen was planning to change the direction and curve in front of the railing to save the country, after thinking for a long time, he felt that the lights in the office seemed to be turned off, Liang Chen walked back to the classroom quickly, couldn't he help it? It seems that there is really no way, Liang Chen is not a sinister and vicious strategist like Jia Xu, there are a few tricks, but there is a Buddha in the office where the lights are turned off to suppress Liang Chen.

Back in the classroom, Liang Chen shook it and smiled bitterly, thinking in his heart that it was better to learn Ah Q, and he was already angry in his spirit.

Xue Jiao at the front table, looking at the smirkling Liang Chen, took out a bottle of pulsation from the small box at the bottom of the desk, and comforted him, "Drink the bottle pulse, pulse back." ”