Chapter 18: Learning
Soon after Ji and Lan came in, Mr. came and it was Mr. An.
Mr. An is one of the few female gentlemen in the college, unmarried in her early thirties, intellectual and elegant, demure and gentle, although her appearance is not top-notch, but she is also the best person, and she is the dream lover of all single male gentlemen in the college.
Moreover, she teaches meticulously and orderly, is gentle and patient with students, and is deeply loved and respected by students.
Mr. An is the head of Class A, and is also the music gentleman of Class A and Class B, who is proficient in three musical instruments: guzheng, guqin and flute, and has dabbled in a variety of other musical instruments.
As soon as Mr. An entered the door, Ji Jingyun shouted clearly: "Stand up!"
All the students stood up and bowed and said, "Hello sir!" Most of them will show respect to the disseminators of knowledge, not to mention the respect and love for Mr. An's students from the bottom of their hearts, so this "Hello sir!" is very emotional.
Mr. An replied with a smile: "Hello students, sit down." Mr. An's voice is as clear as a clear spring, and it is very comfortable to listen to, so her class is that students who don't want to study will listen to at least half of the content.
"The students must have had a full and happy two-month vacation, so are there any students who are willing to share their happiness during the holiday so that other students can be happy together?"
"Whew!" Mr. An immediately raised his hand, and Mr. An randomly selected one of his classmates, who used the interesting stories he encountered during the holiday to make the room laugh, and then Mr. An selected two more students to share their interesting stories, which filled the whole classroom with laughter.
"Very good! The sharing of the three students is wonderful, and I hope that each of you will be so happy for at least a few days a month in the rest of your life. Mr. Ann seemed to say with a little emotion, but apparently most of the students could not fully understand the meaning of her words, so she did not go any further, and instead began the lesson:
"Alright, that's the end of the happy time for sharing, you can have a good discussion between classes. After playing for two months, many students may have forgotten most of the knowledge taught by the gentlemen of the college, so today we will first go through the basics of music. ”
In addition to his good image and good temperament, Mr. An's lectures are humorous and humorous, and the lectures are interspersed with ancient and modern celebrities in the music industry from time to time, so that the course will not be boring.
He will also talk about the achievements and brilliance of music masters who were born in ordinary families and have achieved success after unremitting efforts, which aroused the enthusiasm of some students who are interested in studying at the conservatory, fantasizing that they can become such masters.
At this time, they did not know that in order to become masters, talent, hard work and even luck were indispensable.
Wen Ming listened to Mr. An's lecture quietly, in the future, as long as there is a skill in the art class of the warrior academy or the academy examination, the candidate can cultivate his body and regulate his mind, and he feels that he does not have much musical talent, so he does not plan to use music as a passing skill, in fact, he already has a definite goal.
However, this does not prevent him from receiving some basic knowledge of music and improving his music appreciation ability, in fact, although very few of the students taught by Mr. An eventually embarked on the road of music, most of the students have relatively high music appreciation ability.
The two music classes were followed by the language class, and there were many fewer students who listened carefully to the language class, because except for the Academy Palace and the Warrior Academy, other colleges did not require students to know three foreign languages, and there were not many who had cultivation and wanted to be admitted to the Warrior Academy.
You must know that there is no third-rate warrior academy, the lowest is second-rate, the minimum standard for admission is to become a formal warrior, the second-rate warrior academy can actually be equivalent to other first-class colleges, for the academy students in a remote town like Red Maple City, few are confident to be admitted, and many of those who have the conditions to cultivate are trying to strengthen their bodies and prolong their lives.
In addition to the future warriors, there are also some students who want to become Mr. Language.
Although his lessons are not as interesting as those of Mr. An, he is very careful and meticulous, and he will try to make the three foreign languages more understandable and understandable for students.
The gentlemen in Class A are always the best, or each gentleman teaches in a different way, but students will learn a lot from their classes whenever they really want to learn.
The language texts were listened to very carefully, and the three foreign languages were not only necessary to pass the entrance examination, but also necessary skills for future warriors.
Because Wen Ming didn't listen to much in the past except for music classes, there were a lot of questions at this time, Wen Ming asked Mr. Zheng directly between classes, Wen Ming wanted to learn the language class well, which made Mr. Zheng very happy, and patiently answered and said that as long as he was in the academy, Wen Ming was welcome to ask him questions.
At this time, the students found that Wen Ming had changed so much after not seeing Wen Ming for two months, not only was he handsome, but he also wanted to study seriously! If Wen Ming was looking for Mr. An to ask questions, nine out of ten students would think that Wen Ming's questions were fake, and that it was true that he deliberately approached Mr. An with some bad purpose.
However, Mr. An's text inscription in the first two sessions didn't go to her, and at this time, looking for Mr. Zheng and seeing that the two of them were obviously really asking questions, they had to make people believe that he was indeed studying seriously.
Ji Jingyun looked at Wen Ming in surprise, this person has really changed from the inside out, what can make people change so much in two months?
However, with the power of the Wen family, it is naturally impossible for him to be Mr. Language, so he must have started formal cultivation and wants to take the Warrior Academy, so that he can beat him openly in the future, I saw that he was unhappy for a long time, and today he was embarrassed again, and it is difficult to vent his anger if he is not beaten into a pig's head, hehe!
Lan Yu'er covered her eyes with her long hair, and then secretly looked at Wen Ming from the gap in her hair, and saw that he was very serious in the Q&A with Mr. Zheng, and her heart was happy: The big bad guy should have no time to bully me if he is busy studying, it's good, I want to eat an extra piece of braised pork at noon to celebrate, or, two?
Thinking of the deliciousness of braised pork, he couldn't help but lick his lips lightly with his little tongue, his big eyes narrowed into a little slit, and he instantly transformed from a little sparrow into a greedy cat.
Wen Ming ignored the surprised eyes of the classmates below, and he was very happy to get Mr. Zheng's promise to ask him questions from time to time, although it was not difficult for the Wen family to find a Mr. Language, but it was not easy to find someone with a higher level than Mr. Zheng. Originally, learning was much easier and more effective after the mental strength was strong, but with the help of Mr. Zheng, it was basically not difficult to be proficient in three foreign languages.
A morning class in the Wen Ming felt very happy, this spiritual power is strong after the consequences are different, a listen to a look to remember, a memory can continue to understand, the class has become a pleasure, the previous days are like the end of the class is a feeling of unfinished.