Fang Yan threw the first-year Chinese textbook on the desk and asked, "What do you want to learn?"
The students looked at each other.
Is it possible for me to choose this kind of thing
Don’t you have to learn whatever the teacher teaches you
Fang Yan understood their thoughts and said with a smile: "How about this, each of you pick out your favorite article from the textbook, and we will study the one that has been mentioned the most today----"
"Teacher, I like "A Farewell to Cambridge"---"
"I like Qinyuanchun----"
"The Emperor and the Assassin", this domineering----"
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Fang Yan motioned for everyone to be quiet and said, "Many people like "A Farewell to Cambridge", so let's learn this popular poem by Xu Zhimo today. Since we are going to learn "A Farewell to Cambridge", let's go to Cambridge first to get a feel for it."
"Teacher, Cambridge is in Cambridge, England." Everyone laughed. Isn't this teacher ridiculous? Dozens of people went to Cambridge just to learn a text
"It turns out that everyone knows that Cambridge is in Cambridge University, which proves that everyone has a certain understanding of this article." Fang Yan was very satisfied with the students' response. "However, although we don't have Cambridge, we have Queqiao."
Que Bridge is a bridge inside the campus of Zhuque Middle School. It is built over the Que River and connects the two sides of the river.
Every time after class or after school in the afternoon, Queqiao is crowded with people. Some young couples like to talk about love on it, so many people like to change the name of Queqiao to "Magpie Bridge".
The autumn breeze is blowing and the sun is warm.
The willow trees were drooping, the waves were rippling, and occasionally a fish would jump out of the water, drawing a graceful arc on the surface, and soon fall back into the shallow water.
The lotus flowers have long since withered, and the lotus leaves have turned yellow and dilapidated. During class time, the Que River is peaceful and quiet, yet there is an air of loneliness.
The students stood on the Que Bridge, feeling both happy and surprised.
"Teacher, why did you bring us here?"
"Come to class," Fang Yan said. "Today we will stand on Queqiao and learn the poem "Farewell to Cambridge."
"Don't tease me, teacher. How can I learn this?"
"That's right, there's no desk or chair, and I can't take notes---"
"We don't need to take notes." Fang Yan said with a smile. "I want you to remember it in your mind."
Huang Haoran was the Chinese class representative. When he heard everyone was arguing, he shouted, "Everyone, be quiet. It's class time now. Since Teacher Fang brought us out, there must be a reason for that. Don't you have any confidence in Teacher Fang?"
Although Huang Haoran was discouraged by Fang Yan on the first day they met, he did not bear a grudge against Fang Yan. Instead, he became his die-hard supporter.
Moreover, afterwards, Lu Chaoge sent someone to call Huang Haoran to the office to inquire about the conflict between Fang Yan and Zheng Guodong, Li Yang and Chen Tao. Huang Haoran was not threatened or bribed by Chen Dahai, but frankly told the situation at that time, and directly expressed his and other students' dissatisfaction with Zheng Guodong and the other two.
This is also the reason why Lu Chaoge knew that Fang Yan was wronged and stood up to support him during the meeting.
Fang Yan was not at all surprised by Huang Haoran's change of attitude. Who doesn't pursue idols and heroes
"I am both beautiful and strong." This is how Fang Yan defines himself. It may be biased, but he firmly believes this.
Fang Yan glanced at the surroundings and said, "Everyone wait."
Then he ran quickly to the other side of the bridge.
More than ten minutes passed and Fang Yan disappeared, but an ebony boat was seen slowly approaching on the Que River.
"It's the bald man." a student shouted.
Baldy is a security guard at the school. Because his hair is sparse, with only a few strands sticking out, the students simply ignore those strands of hair that he treasures and call him "Baldy". Over time, Baldy's name becomes more and more famous, and he can only let it go.
The security guard is responsible for patrolling and also for fishing.
Because there is a Que River in Zhuque Middle School, and students like to play by the river or on the Que Bridge, they often drop their belongings into the river. Although the river is not deep and poses no harm to students, they cannot allow students to jump into the water to retrieve belongings.
Every time at this time, Baldy would row the second-hand wooden boat that the school purchased from outside, and pick up the items dropped by the students with a hook or by going into the water himself.
It's class time now, there's no one around, no one should have dropped anything. Why did the bald guy come out in the boat
As the wooden boat got closer, everyone realized that the person standing next to the bald man was their Chinese teacher Fang Yan.
"I leave quietly, just as I came quietly-----" A clear and pleasant voice suddenly rang out in the center of Quehe River, and the students' attention was immediately attracted.
"It's Teacher Fang Yan."
"Teacher Fang Yan is reciting "A Farewell to Cambridge"."
"Wow, so stylish----"
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"I waved gently, bidding farewell to the clouds in the west-----" Fang Yan waved to the west, his gesture was both chic and affectionate.
"The golden willows by the river are brides in the sunset. Their beautiful shadows in the waves ripple in my heart---"
All the students' attention shifted to the willows by the Que River. For the first time, they discovered that the willow trees, which they had previously ignored, were actually so graceful and beautiful.
They suddenly have life, which makes people want to cherish them, protect them, give them a proper name, and respect them.
"The waterweeds beneath the soft mud, swaying in the water. In the gentle waves of the River Cam, I am willing to be a waterweed." Fang Yan squatted down, scooped up a handful of waterweed from the bottom of the river and put it to his nose to smell it.
The noisy sounds stopped, Queqiao was silent, and everyone was brought into this poetic and picturesque scene.
That handsome young man in a Zhongshan suit, that bookish man holding wild grass in his hands, isn’t he the famous poet who just came back from Cambridge
"The pool under the elm tree is not a clear spring, but a rainbow in the sky. Crushed among the floating algae, it precipitates a rainbow-like dream."
“Looking for dreams? Hold a long pole and row upstream to where the grass is greener. Fill a boat with starlight and sing in the splendor of the starlight.”
Fang Yan's voice became more sonorous, powerful and passionate.
The students' expressions became more serious, and many of them clenched their fists.
“But I cannot sing, for silence is the sound of the farewell flute. The summer insects are silent for me, and silence is the Cambridge tonight.”
Fang Yan's voice became low, as if he was about to say goodbye to his dearest lover.
The students on the bridge were infected by the atmosphere, feeling depressed and their eyes moistened.
"I left quietly, just as I came quietly. I waved my sleeves and didn't take away a cloud -"
Fang Yan waved to the students on the shore, and the ebony boat passed through the arch of Queqiao Bridge and disappeared from the students' sight.
They stood there in a daze, their hearts filled with love and poetry.
(PS: Dear friends, don’t miss any of the red tickets!) (To be continued)