Pang Wenlong looked at Li Muyun in amazement, and his admiration for him was like a continuous stream of rivers. People can be shameless, but shameless is indeed rare to be so shameless.

However, Li Muyun did not teach himself at all. Instead, after looking around the students in the school, he tsk and continued, "I am in a good mood today, so I will teach you a class. The name of this class is: The Art of Language!"

"For example, if I don't want Pang Wenlong to come to my class, I won't say, 'You don't want to come in, I don't welcome you', on the contrary, I will tell him clearly: 'This classroom cannot accommodate my arrogance!'. Look, this is the art of language."

I Art, your uncle, Pang Wenlong doesn't think it's art at all. On the contrary, he thinks that Li Muyun is deliberately humiliating himself. If he had known this would have been like this, he would rather be beaten by him in the morning than come to his class to be punished for this bird.

Just as he was thinking, Pang Wenlong heard Li Muyun continue, "You are students of the Imperial Academy, and you don't have less knowledge in your mind than anyone else, but do you know how to use it? You don't know! After learning a lot of things, they all became useless waste. This is a waste of resources and irresponsible to the country."

"So I hope you can flexibly apply what you have learned, learn from others, and don't listen to whatever your teacher teaches. The teacher is always right, the teacher is always the truth, this is undesirable. You must have your own thoughts, and this is the standard for students of the Imperial Academy."

"Sir, since you know this, then why are you like this... like this?" A rich child, the student surnamed Pei, raised his hand and raised his own doubts.

"Because I like it, I like to return to my original origin when I get old and be my true self. Don't you feel tired when you are dressed all day long? Who should I show it to? Take Pang Wenlong as an example. Does anyone here know him? Who doesn't know what his family is? Who doesn't know who he is and what kind of personality is! Is it useful to pretend to be gentle and kind? Everyone who is familiar with you knows everything, but it's useless to be unfamiliar with you."

"I..." Pang Wenlong finally couldn't sit still, and was targeted again and again, which made the student in Class A stand up and shouted: "Mr. Li, can I think you are launching a personal attack on me?"

"No, you can understand this as verbal violence. If it makes you feel embarrassed, then please remember that if you want to anger someone, you don't have to scold him or hit him. Just use words to stimulate him."

Li Muyun glanced at Pang Wenlong. Although this guy seemed to him at best to be a high school student, Comrade Li was not a real teacher, and he still couldn't do such a thing as repaying grievance with kindness.

I heard this guy barking there in the morning at the door, which had already made him label Li Muyun as a "bad boy". Although Li Muyun would not retaliate against such a student, he would not make him feel better.

So although Li Muyun said it nicely, he was actually targeting this guy everywhere.

Pang Wenlong sat down helplessly, and had a natural fear of Li Muyun. Not to mention the identity of "Mr.", it was because he dared to kill the Minister of Justice in public, which made many people afraid of him.

"Okay, now let's continue the topic just now, the art of language." Seeing that Pang Wenlong sat down, Li Muyun continued: "Chinese culture is profound and profound. What you have learned now is just some superficial things, some things left by our predecessors, and the art of language can allow you to use what you have learned to practice."

"So the class assignment I assigned to you today is to break sentences. The same sentence is broken into different sentences, making its meaning completely opposite."

The students sat down honestly. This was the first time they were in class like this. The teacher was not talking about things in books, there were no poems or words from saints, but only some easy-to-understand principles.

When Li Muyun saw a group of students sitting upright, he really felt a little 'sir'. He felt satisfied for a while and slowly spoke word by word: "Two questions, the first question: Keep guests on rainy days and keep them for me; the second question: No chickens and ducks, no fish, or meat, but only vegetables and radish are indispensable for wages."

After saying the two questions, Li Muyunji irresponsible patted his desk: "Okay, that's all these two sentences. I'll sleep for a while and call me after class."

No one was talking below. The students in Class D had long been used to Li Muyun's class style, while Pang Wenlong didn't want to find excitement, so he closed his mouth tightly, thinking in his heart how to take revenge on this gentleman who embarrassed him.

But soon, he lost his mind to think about those things. The two sentences written on paper were indeed very interesting. According to his normal thinking, he soon broke the sentence.

One of the sentences is: It rains, the sky keeps guests, the sky keeps them, I don’t keep them.

Another sentence is: No chickens and ducks, no fish, no meat, only vegetables and radish are indispensable, but wages are not allowed.

But what is another meaning? How can it become a completely opposite meaning? This stumped this student who was as strong as a mule.

I turned to look at the others and found that almost everyone was thinking hard, while some were drawing something randomly on paper.

As a student in Class A, he was disdainful to look at other people's answers, and he didn't think that in this Class D there would be someone who could be better than him and be able to give the answer first.

So the "top student" in Class A began to keep bowing his head and pondering hard, but under the influence of his perseverance thinking, he really couldn't find another way to make a sentence.

And at this moment, Tian Yuhe, who had always looked down upon him, suddenly screamed in surprise: "I understand! So that's it, so that's it, I understand, sir, I've found the answer!"

As a result, what Tian Yuhe received was not Li Muyun's praise, but a brush that kept flying in: "If you find it, find it, write it on paper, hand it over after class, don't disturb me when I sleep, and next time you stand and listen to the class."

"Hehe..." Pang Wenlong felt much better when he saw Tian Yuhe being 'smashed' back to his seat by a flying brush, but soon he realized that he was actually behind and was surpassed by a student of Class Ding who he had never looked down on.
Chapter completed!