Ding Qiang hurriedly came out of the initiation class, hurried back to where he lived, returned to the dormitory, divided the meal by two, and began to take out the paper and pen he bought back those days, and began his gift-making process. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Originally, he listened to this teacher talk about the enlightenment class, completely a word by word to teach everyone to know, although the font of this world is difficult to recognize, but the pinyin reading of each word and the previous life of the Hanzi Pinyin is still exactly the same, according to the Hanzi Pinyin reading, the font of this world can also be used that kind of pinyin structure to open the enlightenment class, so as to facilitate their future learning, encounter unfamiliar fonts, it is entirely possible to achieve self-learning, like now, as long as there is a word that will not have to ask the teacher, the efficiency is too low.

When I took out the paper, when I really started to write pinyin, I found that it was not a simple thing, just said pinyin, there is no such font in this world, how to replace this font, it is a difficulty, think about it again and again, Ding Qiang finally gritted his teeth, or insisted on the original reading of Chinese character pinyin, and used the writing rules of Chinese character pinyin to do.

It's easy to demolish a building, but it's hard to build a building!

When Ding Qiang started to work, he admired the person who invented Chinese character pinyin, which requires a smart brain to come up with such a wonderful idea, and it is a great feat to summarize such a wonderful idea with a set of systematic pinyin.

After all, he knows a few fonts in this world, let him write a book similar to a Chinese dictionary, not generally difficult, since it is so difficult, in line with the principle of simplification of difficult things, he is opportunistic, directly take the original Chinese character pinyin to use, no matter how he knows the people of this world, how to look at him, it doesn't matter, bothering for this small problem, it is really not his field of expertise.

After a busy night, Ding Qiang finally completed the first draft at three o'clock in the middle of the night, bound his manuscript, put it away, and wrote the four world's fonts of "Pinyin Dictionary" on the cover of the book, and marked the four pinyin combinations of "pinyinzidian" below, and the first manuscript was completed.

Rubbing his slightly sour eyes, Ding Qiang put away the manuscript and lay down on the bed, the corners of his mouth filled with a satisfied smile.

But he said that today's enlightenment teacher, after coming down from class and returning to the dormitory, had no appetite and no sleepiness, and stayed up until midnight and was still there thinking about what Ding Qiang said today, "Teacher, I'll give you a gift tomorrow!"

We all know that gifts are good things, but sometimes it is said in reverse, bad things are also gifts, this guy is a neutral word, who knows if tomorrow is a good thing or a bad thing, his realm has not improved over the years, and he belongs to the precarious kind of people in the academy, because no one wants to come to the enlightenment class, he has volunteered for so many years, and no one wants to come to his class, after all, there are more and more literate people in this world, his position is precarious, and there is a possibility of revocation at any time.

He is already married and has children, and he relies on his meager income to support his family, if he really wants to let the school be abolished like this, he will go to the society to mix, he must be the kind of master who has no tomorrow today, which makes him sleepless, and he doesn't know what his fate will be tomorrow.

When he was ugly, he really couldn't think about what kind of result he would face tomorrow, so he turned his heart sideways, "I'm going to die!"

In that case, sleep!

It's a blessing to avoid, but it's a curse to avoid.

He didn't know that his cautious actions today had left a good impression on Ding Qiang, so he finally fell into bed and fell asleep.

In the daze, you can even hear his bitter pleading.

The next day, as soon as the morning dawned, Ding Qiang arrived at the classroom early, came into the classroom and sat down, and found that yesterday's child had not come, after he sat down, he took out the "Pinyin Dictionary" he wrote last night, looked at it carefully, corrected some mistakes in some places, he had just completed the manuscript revision work, closed the book, and saw when the classroom was full, everyone was silent, and the teacher stood on the blackboard, waiting for him.

Yes, the teacher is waiting for the "gift" that Ding Qiang wants to give him.

"Why, aren't you in class today?"

After Ding Qiang raised his hand, he asked a question.

When the teacher looked at this guy, he was quite polite, and he guessed a little bit in his heart, it shouldn't be a bad result, and his face unnaturally brought out a look of gain and loss.

"Up, up, on!"

In today's class, the teacher took out his housekeeping skills, taught everyone most of the words he knew, and even told the students about his experience in learning fonts, that is, copy more, write more, read more, and will be able to remember it quickly.

Ding Qiang only glanced at it, and completely absorbed and digested what the teacher taught today.

After the teacher finished the lecture, it was still the same as yesterday, and after the teacher announced the end of class, he stood on the podium and waited for Ding Qiang to give him the so-called gift.

Ding Qiang, who walked to the podium, bowed to the teacher, and was so frightened that the teacher hurriedly dodged, what kind of play is this guy, so he will give himself a big gift when he comes up, which is really a little unbearable.

"What are you doing?"

"Thank you for the professor, this is a gift for you. After speaking, Ding Qiang handed over the manuscript he had just completed. The teacher hurriedly stretched out his hand to catch it, and saw that the cover said "Pinyin Dictionary", I didn't understand what the dictionary meant, and what is Pinyin, he directly short-circuited, what kind of book is this?

"Is this really his gift, and not to kick me out of this classroom?"

"Excuse me, what's your last name?" the teacher asked cautiously.

"Teacher, I'm a student who came to learn to read and write, my name is Ding Qiang!" Ding Qiang replied to the teacher with a smile.

"Ding Qiang, student, not a teacher!" After making trouble for a long time, tossing himself, he would be completely wrong and recognize the wrong person. It's really embarrassing and generous, but when I think about it, it's not a shame, it's just that my attitude has become more amiable, students, I shouldn't see my situation.

But listening to this student's words, he always felt that the deep gaze in this student's eyes should have seen something, and he should have seen it if he didn't look at his smiling smiling strength.

"It's better than losing your job. ”

Isn't it just a book, there are not a few gifts from students over the years, I put the book under my armpit, pretended to be a teacher with a smile, and said: "Thank you, I will read it when I have time!"

As soon as he heard that this teacher only read when he was free, Ding Qiang felt a little that he was not giving it to the wrong person. However, looking at this "responsible" teacher, he felt that he should not have given it to the wrong person. (To be continued.) )