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105. My ideal!

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Next, Bai Wenju organized several class cadres in the class to post the textbooks for the new semester one by one, and then talked some unnutritious nonsense, such as the new semester and the new atmosphere.

After that, the class schedule will start tomorrow, which is densely arranged. Because the new teaching building was built before, the school started a month later than in previous years, so the academic tasks for this semester are also very close.

The weekend, which was originally a double-night break, was changed to only rest on Sundays. Even the evening self-study every night became the time for class, and the last winter vacation time of this semester will be very short.

Afterwards, Bai Wenju asked the students to introduce themselves one by one. After all, there were many familiar faces in this flight after the chaos and reconstruction, but many new people also came, which was almost a brand new class, so it is very necessary for everyone to introduce themselves.

After the self-introduction, the class is cleaned and then the school is over. Today will be the most leisurely day after the end of this summer vacation.

After the study, Li Yifan politely declined Chen Peng's invitation to play two PS games, but went home directly. The high school academic tasks were not light. Although he had his own learning methods, he did not dare to take them lightly.

After rereading the file this time, in just about three months, he had already earned enough capital for his future development, but in terms of academics, he did not want to disappoint his parents. After all, his parents worked hard all their lives, hoping that a college student would be born at home.

It is better to prepare early than to make up for it in the future, so today he plans to go home and review the textbook knowledge of the second year of high school, and then systematically plan all of this knowledge according to his own method.

When I got home at night, my elder sister and my elder brother-in-law were also there. The environment of the house I bought was much different from here, so my elder brother-in-law and his wife simply lived at home during this period. Anyway, the place at home was big enough.

Moreover, my brother-in-law has no longer gone to work in the countryside recently, but plans to stay in the city to help my father. In the past few days, Yang Yuhe often comes to their house and sits with his father for several hours. He often eats for two or three hours a meal. He talks about the acquisition of Zhengyang Hotel.

This matter has basically been on the right track, so Li Yifan is unwilling to worry too much. Anyway, he only needs to be responsible for paying the money at that time.

The next morning, I arrived at school and after a relatively boring morning self-study, I started the most formal first class of the new semester, which was Chinese.

The ringtone rang, and a tall and thin old man with white hair and glasses in the wine bottle, walked into the classroom with a thick stack of papers. This old man was their Chinese teacher, Wu Tingfang!

Old Man Wu is a famous school master at No. 1 Middle School. The old man has profound attainments in Chinese studies and has even published several books on Redology. He is also a relatively famous old professor in the Redology community in China.

Logically speaking, with his qualifications, he was enough to teach in a more leisurely university, but this old man had a strange temper. He could invite many famous universities in Bincheng, provincial capital and even Beijing many times, but he just didn't go and liked to stay in this high school to teach.

Moreover, he can be called a real teacher with all kinds of students all over the world. He has been teaching and educating people for almost forty years. He can be said to have his students everywhere in the province and city.

There are even a few outstanding students who have always been in the ministries and commissions of the capital as officials. There is no idea how many people in the provincial government are students of Teacher Wu. Not to mention Bincheng, if you only mention Teacher Wu Tingfang, there are a few who don’t give a thumbs up.

Even the principal Wang Kezheng, who has always been talking about the same thing in the school, had to nod and shout when he saw this old man: Teacher Wu!

The old man had already passed the age of retirement, but Principal Wang forced him to rehire. He received a high salary and only attended a few classes every day. He said he could leave. However, no one in the senior managers of the school dared to say that he was not. So this old man can be said to be the most important academic master in the No. 1 Middle School of the City!

"Students, today we will talk about the final exam papers of the last semester. Everyone will take all the papers back. When I talk later, you will see where you are wrong, and then remember all the knowledge points and don't make any mistakes next time."

Although Teacher Wu was a student master in front of the principal and the teacher, he looked kind and friendly in front of the students. He often joked with his classmates, so he was very loved by his classmates and nicknamed Lao Naughty Boy. The classmates all liked to be close to him, which shows how capable they are in this education work.

The papers were sent one by one, and then Teacher Wu began to explain, and the students in the podium all began to lower their heads and record...

Chinese in high school mainly talks about knowledge and memorization. Some so-called knowledge points are nothing more than filling in the blanks of ancient poems or ancient text analysis. It is no big deal.

Soon, Teacher Wu talked about the composition.

"In this final exam, the topic of our composition is "My Ideal". This time, many students have written wonderful articles, but there is one student's article that I particularly appreciate. In two days, I plan to send this article to participate in the New Ideas National Composition Competition selection..."

The students in the audience were immediately in an uproar. This new idea composition competition has been very popular among high school students across the country recently. Many of the compositions in it are very readable, and some students with good writing skills have even become famous throughout the country through this composition competition. For example, Han Leng, who has become famous for his youth and become famous all over the country.

But until now, there is no article that can be selected. Now Teacher Wu actually said that he would recommend a classmate’s article to participate in the selection. Is that guy? That guy? So amazing?

"Haha, I can see that the students are all very curious. OK, I'll find someone to read this article to everyone."

Teacher Wu pressed his hands down, signaled everyone to be quiet, and then said.

"Come on, Tang Tian, ​​come and read this article."

Tang Tian’s arrogant and cold temperament has always made Teacher Wu admire her very much. Moreover, Tang Tian’s usual Chinese grades are very good. Teacher Wu likes her very much. This time, Tang Tian is the first choice for the whole class.

Tang Tian walked up to the stage generously. In fact, after every large-scale exam, a group of excellent essays emerged in the class. Generally, Teacher Wu asked her to choose from, and she had long been used to it.

I took the test paper from Teacher Wu. When I saw the name of the classmate written vertically on the side of the paper, Tang Tian couldn't help but feel surprised. It was him again?

But it’s normal to think about it. At the end of last semester, his Chinese scores seemed to be very good!

“My Ideal!”

"Everyone has their own different ideals, but for everyone, is the ideal of life unchanged? I don't think so...

When I was young, someone asked me what my ideal was?

At that time, I loudly answered that my ideal was to become Saint Seiya and to maintain world peace..."

When Tang Tian read this, a deafening laughter came from the class. This essay is so funny. Teacher Wu is not a fool, right? Such an article is actually sent to participate in the New Ideas Composition Competition. Isn’t this ugly thing?

When Tang Tian read this, she couldn't help but stick out her tongue and smiled. This kid is really interesting.

"Later, when I grew up a little and went to junior high school, when others asked me what my ideal was, my answer was that I wanted to become a film and television star like Little Tornado Lin Ying..."

There were bursts of laughter from the audience again. This guy was so funny and so brave.

"When I first entered high school, when others asked me about my ideals, my ideal had become the world's richest man like Bill Gates. But after more than a year of cruel high school study and questions, my ideal has now been downgraded to as long as I pass the exam every time, I can get a decent score, and let my parents see the results, and I will no longer cry for me... Maybe a few years later, when I graduated from college, when others asked me what my ideal is, my ideal might have become, I can find a stable job and live my life in a simple way, and maybe even by that time, I no longer have the so-called ideal..."
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