Huang Haoran wanted to give up.
An expert can tell whether something is good or not with just one look.
He deliberately picked two questions that were in the language field but were a bit obscure to test Fang Yan, and Fang Yan answered them quickly. Moreover, his answers far exceeded his expectations.
He is very familiar with such knowledge points, and he should be even more familiar with some knowledge that is clearly written in the Chinese textbook.
In this case, he is fully qualified as a high school Chinese teacher.
Huang Haoran was pleasantly surprised. This teacher was not ignorant at such a young age. He had read a lot of books. Otherwise, he would not have been able to answer the two questions he asked. He even memorized the ancient Chinese classics such as "Han Shu" which he was afraid of.
If the teacher is good, the students will naturally benefit a lot.
However, Huang Haoran felt extremely bitter in his heart. His knowledge of ancient literature, which he had always been proud of, was suppressed by others and he could not raise his head. This cruel truth was not something he was willing to accept.
So, he insisted on asking the third question.
He took off his glasses and wiped them carefully with a yellow cloth.
Huang Haoran did not ask the third question easily, because he knew that the young teacher in front of him, who looked almost the same age as him, was not easy to deal with.
He wanted to make the third question more difficult. He wanted to use this third chance to stump Fang Yan.
This may be a bit impulsive and may embarrass others, but he wants to win. Win this time and regain a little pride and self-esteem.
Fang Yan looked at Huang Haoran, and all the students in Class 9 looked at Huang Haoran.
After losing two games, Huang Haoran definitely wants to make a comeback.
The third question is his last chance.
For the third question, what will he test
Huang Haoran put on his glasses, held the glasses cloth tightly in his palm, and said softly: "Recite Laozi's Five Thousand Characters."
"What?"
Many students don’t understand what “Laozi’s Five Thousand Characters” is
"It's the Tao Te Ching." A student replied.
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All the students stared at Huang Haoran as if he were a madman. Isn't this guy too cruel
Many people are not familiar with "Laozi's Five Thousand Words", but they all have some understanding of "Tao Te Ching".
Not to mention that the ancient Chinese texts are difficult to memorize, the length of the "Tao Te Ching" alone is enough to give people a splitting headache.
The name of Laozi's Five Thousand Words clearly tells you that this article has more than five thousand words. The current Tao Te Ching is divided into eighty-one chapters, which clearly reflects the Taoist idea of unity.
Asking people to memorize a classic long article like this word for word, isn't that bullying
"That's too much of a bully." A little beauty stood up and said, "Huang Haoran, you wouldn't do that. Even if you wanted to embarrass Teacher Fang, you wouldn't have to resort to such despicable means, right? Why don't you ask Teacher Fang to recite the entire Dream of the Red Chamber? You'd definitely win that way."
"That's right. You let Teacher Fang recite it, but can you recite it yourself first and let us hear it?" another girl agreed.
"Teacher Fang, don't listen to him. You have already won and are qualified to be our teacher." The third girl stood up.
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Fang Yan suddenly began to miss home and his dear parents.
Thank you, Dad, thank you, Mom, thank you for giving birth to me so beautiful.
It's good to be handsome. Although you can't use your face to swipe your card at the bank, it's easy to get the support of female students.
As an idol teacher, Fang Yan feels that his life is completely stress-free.
Huang Haoran sneered and said to the girls, "I said, if I test him three questions, he can also test me three questions. If he finds it difficult, then he can use this question to test me."
Everyone was silent.
The top student is so scary that he can even recite the entire Tao Te Ching. In this world, what else can stop them from moving forward
"Are you sure you want to ask this question?" Fang Yan looked at Huang Haoran calmly and asked in a gentle voice.
Talented people can always easily gain respect from others. To be honest, Fang Yan was originally somewhat dissatisfied with Huang Haoran.
The other students were conquered by my domineering aura and accepted the arrival of their new teacher without saying a word. Why do you have the right to be the only one who is nosy and nosy
"Why are you my teacher?"
Look at how low the standard of this question is, and how unhappy it makes people feel when they hear it.
Now, Fang Yan has forgiven Huang Haoran and even has some good feelings towards him. As a student who can recite the entire "Tao Te Ching", he has the right to be more arrogant.
Profound literary knowledge, flesh-and-blood characters, and a character that does not easily compromise with reality - what he possesses is exactly what many students lack.
If everyone in Class Nine was like Huang Haoran, Fang Yan would have neither the face nor the qualifications to stay and be a teacher.
Because of Huang Haoran's existence, Fang Yan found the value of his trip.
"Not bad." Huang Haoran looked at Fang Yan on the stage with a firm gaze. "If you find it difficult, I will memorize it word for word."
"Teacher Fang, I call you teacher now - you are qualified to be our teacher. But this time, I want to beat you. Even if you are a teacher, I still want to beat you."
"Are you sure you don't want to change a question?" Fang Yan liked his confidence and asked with a smile.
"No." Huang Haoran's attitude was firm and his answer was only one word.
"Like this..." Fang Yan stomped a few steps on the podium and said, "This question is too simple. Let's make it a little more difficult. I'll recite Laozi's Five Thousand Characters backwards."
Fang Yan cleared his throat and recited aloud: "Truthful words are not beautiful. Beautiful words are not truthful. Good people do not argue. Those who argue are not good. Those who know are not broad-minded. Those who are broad-minded do not know. Sages do not accumulate. They think that the more they have, the more they give. The way of heaven is to benefit but not to harm. The way of sages is not to compete."
"A small country with few people. Let them have hundreds of tons of equipment but not use them. Let the people value death and not travel far. Even if there are boats and carriages, there is no one to ride them. Even if there are armor and weapons, there is no one to display them. Let the people unite and use them. Let them enjoy their food, wear beautiful clothes, enjoy their entertainment, and enjoy their customs. The lords of the countries can see each other, the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard from each other, but the people will not visit each other until they die of old age."
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Fang Yan was reciting while writing on the blackboard.
Lines of beautiful cursive script flowed out from his hands like mercury, with a wonderful and beautiful rhythm accompanies the sound.
He read faster and faster, and his hands moved faster and faster, and the chalk made a crackling sound as it rubbed against the blackboard.
The chants are clear and full of righteousness, the calligraphy is elegant and flowing, and the reciter, the writer, and this thousand-year-old classic "Tao Te Ching" are integrated into one.
He is Li Bai who drinks and writes hundreds of poems, he is a beautiful young man dancing with a sword in the bamboo sea, he is Ji Kang who composed Guangling San before his execution - any kind of art expressed to the extreme can exude a breathtaking and captivating beauty.
"The Tao that can be spoken of is not the eternal Tao. The name that can be named is not the eternal name. The nameless is the beginning of heaven and earth. The named is the mother of all things. Therefore, always be without desire in order to observe its wonders. Always have desire in order to observe its boundaries. These two things come from the same source but have different names, and are both called mysterious. The more mysterious, the more mysterious, the door to all wonders."
Finally, after I finished reciting the first sentence of the Tao Te Ching, the chalk in my hand broke because I used too much force.
The boy had a bright smile and a wild attitude. The sun was shining brightly outside the window, painting his body with a golden hue.
At this moment, he was like a god!
silence.
Then all the students stood up.
Papapapa-------
The applause was like thunder, and tears welled up in the corners of my eyes! (To be continued)