After lunch, it's Mr. Ding's class in the afternoon.
The atmosphere in the classroom is very solidified. Everyone knows that Mr. Ding is going to be unlucky. Gongling's eyes are red.
"Everyone has their own difficulties. Don't blame Wang Lufeng. It's fate to have a classmate.
"Keep going!"
Dingbeitu is still the same as usual. The blue cotton and linen shirt, with the sleeves pulled up, is clean and capable.
Su Yue sees the atmosphere in the class solidify, and the original plan tells you his strength.
Unfortunately, his detector just ran out of power. After detecting Wang Lufeng once in the morning, he warned that the power was low.
As it is an old model of the previous generation, it will take another two working days to change the battery to the exclusive after-sales shop.
Class 3 left Gongling with a detector, but she was not good-looking and would not take it with her.
Su Yue wants to prove himself, but it's useless to speak out.
Forget it.
The final exam will be held in four days. Let's give Miss Ding a surprise.
Mr. Ding gives a lecture to everyone according to the Convention.
Today's knowledge is about the muscles and tendons of the human body. Only when you are familiar with your body, can you not hurt yourself in training.
Everyone listened very carefully.
Thump!
Suddenly, a knock on the door interrupted Mr. Ding's lecture.
Without waiting for Mr. Ding to speak, the classroom door has been opened.
The comer is a young man.
He is wearing the brassiere of the martial artist with his head held high.
"Mr. dingbeitu?
"I'm Liu Dachen, a new teacher, graduated from Qingwu.
"I'm sorry to interrupt your lecture. From now on, I will take over the position of class 3 head teacher instead of you.
"The political education department thinks the library is quiet. You can go and have a rest for a few days."
Liu Dachen said with a stiff head.
He is really unwilling to bully an old man, but his career is important.
This behavior probably offended all the teachers in the whole school.
But he had to be the villain.
On the way, Liu Dachen also thought about the principal's intention.
In this assessment, dingbeitu is either the last or the last.
The headmaster kicked dingbeitu out to the library in advance, which was also flattering to the leaders of the Education Bureau.
Some headmasters are very opposed to the reform and even put forward a lot of opinions to the Education Bureau.
The headmaster of No. 2 middle school tried his best to give up dingbeitu ahead of time, which shows his loyalty.
As expected, it is still the depth of the workplace.
"No, it's not the end of the term. Why does Mr. Ding go to the library?"
Gong Ling stands up abruptly. She is the first one who doesn't want to.
It's just bullying people.
Su Yue also licked his chapped lips. The school is not in such a hurry.
"Students, be quiet!"
Dingbeitu, as usual, waved and motioned for Gongling to sit down.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Ding. It's the decision of the political education department."
Liu said again.
"I obeyed the arrangement of the school. I was just tired for a year. I went to the library quietly."
Ding beitu laughed quietly.
"Students, this is the last lesson the teacher gave you.
"No matter the martial arts or the arts, the teacher wishes you a bright future.
"Remember, martial arts is not proud, liberal arts is not discouraged, everyone has their own way of struggle, liberal arts can also live a wonderful life.
"Goodbye, students."
Dingbeitu finished the lesson plan, then bowed to everyone, and he continued to smile.
"For the last four days, please take care of them."
Ding beitu nodded to Liu Dachen, politely, and then he left quietly.
There is no expression of heartbreak, just like after class in the past, walking calmly.
Su Yue frowned.
Just now, he clearly saw that Ding beitu was reluctant to part with his eyes.
The political and religious office is very deceiving.
"Mr. Ding, wait.
"In four days, I will definitely rush to 16 calories of Qi and blood. I want you to be awarded the top ten titles, and I want the political and educational department to regret bullying you!"
Through the window, Su Yue sees dingbeitu walk out of the teaching building alone. At this moment, he wants to practice as never before.
Go to practice immediately.
Gongling stood up, tears ticking down, but she didn't know what she could do.
The other students in the class were all drooping and choking.
Class 3 is the first in liberal arts. There are many students in liberal arts. This assessment is based on martial arts achievements. They can do nothing.
"What's your name?"
Liu Dachen looked at Gongling and asked calmly.
In this way, the principal directly pushes himself to the opposite side of the school.
Don't say those teachers, just these students, all want to kill themselves.
Sure enough, society is more complicated than school.
"Gongling."
Gong LingHong's eyes seemed to stare Liu Dachen to death.
"Oh, you are the monitor of class 3, with 11 calories of Qi and blood, right?"
Liu Dachen looked at the roster.
"Very average results.
"Sit down, don't stare at me. There are four days to the end of the term. If you can rush to 16, Ding beitu will not only be OK, but also be praised.
"If you can do it, I'm happy for you. If you can't, I'll accept the arrangement of the school."
Liu Dachen sneered.
"You are the same. If you feel unfair, you should rely on your own strength.
"Crying is not the martial arts style."
Liu Dachen found a stool to sit down.
No wonder dingbeitu can go to this step. The whole class, the strongest one, has a life of 11 calories.
It's a joke.
"It's not fair. I don't think the school is fair.
"In this world, apart from martial arts, do ordinary people have no dignity or human rights?
"Is it wrong for us to choose to stand aloof from the rest of the world? Why do we treat Mr. Ding in this way? Why don't we use liberal arts scores to assess. "
The study committee member couldn't help it. She stood up and asked with a stubborn face.
This sentence also asked all the students' voices.
It doesn't count on what you get in liberal arts.
"That's a good question.
"In fact, my dream when I was a child was to be a painter. I could travel around and draw life. I could find a beautiful country and raise a golden hair and an orange cat. Then I could finish my life.
"Compared with Wudao, this kind of life is paradise. You say... Right? "
Liu Dachen looked at everyone.
No one speaks.
Su Yue thought that this kind of life is like poetry and painting, and it's just the life of immortals.
"Why?
"Martial arts are hard and tired. Martial arts will bankrupt you and kill you.
"Why should the warrior be so stupid?
"You know how to enjoy ease, how to enjoy ordinary, how to enjoy peace, you are very smart, you know that time is quiet.
"Why? You are comfortable, you are rich, you are lazy, and you are safe.
"In a leisurely afternoon, you make a cup of black tea, play with your girlfriend, discuss which little fresh meat is beautiful and which play is wonderful.
"If this is the case all over the world, who is going to protect our country and who is going to bear the burden?
"When you are chatting leisurely, those who are dedicated to fighting for blog, those who lack arms and legs, those who are trained to spit blood day and night, they also need to be fair."
Liu Dachen stood up and smiled contemptuously:
"Students, don't be a double standard.
"Everyone has one head and two arms. In this era, there is no natural disability. In one year, you could have become martial artists.
"But if you choose comfort, comfort and laziness, don't expect dignity and fairness.
"Say something you don't like... You don't deserve justice. "
Liu Dachen's words made the temperature of the classroom suddenly drop, and all the students were biting their teeth.
They want to argue, but they don't know what to say.
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