After exhausting myself to death

The children have been told countless times by their families that they must respect Teacher Shen, listen to Teacher Shen, and not make Teacher Shen angry.

They complained in words, but in fact one was more serious than the other.

Shen Minghuan walked past one by one, becoming more and more irritable the more he looked:

"How many horizontal lines are there in the sun and the moon? How many! Count them clearly before you start writing!"

"The word "huan" has not come up, look where you have gone? The word "chen" has come up!"

"The characters below are personal characters, not crosses. The three characters are all left and right structures. You are not allowed to write them up and down for me!"

"You're so angry with me, you're so angry with me, Zhou Dazhuang! Did I teach you how to hold a pen before?"

Shen Minghuan knocked the table loudly with a stick. The children were a little scared at first, but they saw that although Shen Minghuan yelled in anger, he never hit anyone, and he soon returned to his old ways.

After all, Shen Minghuan is weak and can be bullied... No, it's the image of gentleness and patience that has become deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Don't be angry, Teacher Shen. I think this is the right way to write it. It looks better than the one on the blackboard."

"Teacher, I am correcting it. I will correct it soon. You believe me."

"Teacher, my mother said that anger makes you grow old."

"Teacher Shen is a man. Men are not afraid of growing old. Only you women are."

"You're talking nonsense. My mother said you men are so cowardly that you're afraid of everything except being stubborn and refusing to admit it."

A group of children with an average age of eight years were having a heated debate on the topic of men and women. Shen Minghuan had a headache from the shouts of "teacher" and felt that at least two thousand ducks were quacking in his ears.

Shen Minghuan rubbed his eyebrows, and the system suddenly appeared: [Host, do you have a headache? Fever has this symptom. ]

[! ! ! ] Shen Minghuan put down his hand calmly and told it seriously: "I don't, I'm fine." ]

He used a stick to pull away the child's hand that was blocking the homework book. Yun Gou'er didn't use much force at first and obediently revealed the words he had just written.

Shen Minghuan glanced at him in surprise: "It turns out to be a dog, no wonder."

No wonder? On the surface Yun Gou'er dismissed his comments, but in fact his ears were perked up and he was listening attentively.

"The writing is okay, but it's too ugly. Go back and practice calligraphy more." Shen Minghuan didn't stay too long beside his seat, and walked towards another student before he finished speaking.

Yun Gou'er snorted, looking rebellious and pricking his head, but he was a little disappointed in his heart. He looked at his homework book. Is it ugly? He raised his head and looked at the blackboard carefully. In comparison, it seemed a bit ugly.

In fact, Yun Gouer likes to study very much, but for some reason, children always seem to be ashamed to admit this. It was like they were clearly looking forward to being recognized by Shen Minghuan as a teacher, but they still acted like they disliked each other.

Min[gǎn]duosi's genius Yun Gou'er will only be more awkward than them.

Shen Minghuan knocked on the blackboard and said sarcastically: "The time has come. You guys have really opened my eyes."

The students looked at each other, and suddenly someone boldly asked: "Teacher, what is an eye-opener?"

"Open your eyes and horizons." Shen Minghuan gritted his teeth: "It means that your intelligence is beyond the teacher's imagination!"

The students looked at each other in confusion again, all scratching their heads in embarrassment, looking a bit shy.

Shen Minghuan: "...fifty times. Remember to hand in your homework tomorrow."

"ah--"

Listening to the wailing in his ears, Shen Minghuan nodded with satisfaction. This is his normal student. "If you don't know how to write, you can ask Yun Gou'er, Song Youcai, and Zhou Xiaoya. These three students have done a good job."

The three children who were named raised their heads proudly. Even Yun Gou'er was a little carried away. This was the first time Shen Minghuan praised him.

"Stop howling. Remember every stroke of your writing. From now on, I will always remember this name and remember that you are my students, Shen Minghuan." Shen Minghuan's tone suddenly became serious: "Do you hear me clearly?"

The classroom was quiet for a moment.

At this time, the children did not know the symbolic meaning of this sentence, but they inexplicably felt the heavy power in it.

Even the most naughty child did not cause trouble, and said in a long and serious tone: "Listen clearly..."

"Very good, let's start class now." Shen Minghuan said thoughtfully: "I remember I taught you counting and addition and subtraction. I think you haven't forgotten it, right?"

The children confidently told him: "I haven't forgotten!"

During the month that the original owner came, he taught them how to write their names, and then the most basic calculations. It's just that these students clearly don't know how to calculate addition and subtraction within ten, and they don't know where they get such confidence.

Shen Minghuan coughed lightly: "Do you know why you came to class today?"

Song Youcai raised his hands high, "I heard from my father, teacher, you have a great invention that can change the world, let us work on it!"

The students heard this and exclamated in unison:

"Wow, change the world! Invention!"

"Sounds so handsome!"

They looked at Shen Minghuan with bright eyes, "Teacher, I am obedient and capable. I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"It's best." Shen Minghuan glanced at them and said proudly: "It's not about changing the world, it's just an ordinary small invention. You should know that when the wheat is ripe, it must be harvested and processed as soon as possible. This is what I have given you before. The reason for the holiday, of course, is that you have seen the result, and your role in it is almost zero."

Zhou Dazhuang was unconvinced: "But, teacher, your body is not as good as ours..."

Zhao Jun covered his mouth and said flatteringly: "Teacher, please leave him alone. Zhou Dazhuang is the biggest idiot in the world. His words are all nonsense."

Shen Minghuan smiled at him and suddenly raised his hand to hit the desk.

Shen Minghuan didn't exert much force, and he still had a leisurely and contented expression between his brows. However, the moment his palm came into contact with the wooden board, there was only a "crash" sound, and a complete table turned into a pile of firewood.

"Ah!" The students were stunned, and Zhou Dazhuang involuntarily shrank behind Zhao Jun.

As the dust dispersed, Shen Minghuan coughed twice, covered his nose and took two steps back, missing his folding fan a little.

"The first lesson for you today." Shen Minghuan looked at them kindly: "Believe in the power of knowledge, and always maintain sufficient awe and humility towards science. Do you understand?"

The students looked at the symbol of knowledge and power on the ground and swallowed, "Listen, I understand."

Shen Minghuan nodded happily: "You can teach me."

"Back to the subject, this time we are going to make a machine that can help harvest wheat. With it, only one or two people can operate it, and all the wheat in the village can be harvested in one day."

"The time gate is limited, we will only do the most basic ones this time, but I have reserved additional space gates, and will improve on this basis later, such as threshing, peeling and grinding. You won't even need you for sowing in the future, right? Very happy?" Shen Minghuan asked with a smile.

Not having to go home to help means no vacation.

The students showed a smile that was uglier than crying and said with difficulty: "Happy."

"Just be happy. If you are happy, the teacher will be happy." Shen Minghuan took out a stack of paper from his pocket, "There are twelve people in total. You can divide into two groups. Dog, come here."

Yun Gou'er stood up slowly, not knowing what Shen Minghuan had in mind. He walked up to Shen Minghuan and asked with hostility, "What are you doing?"

Shen Minghuan glanced at him and handed over the paper in his hand, "Give them one piece each, you go and distribute them."

Then he said to the students: "From now on, Yun Gou'er will be your monitor. When I'm not around, you will listen to him."

"Why!" Zhou Dazhuang was the first to object.

In their eyes, the class monitor is the officially recognized king of children. Which child can refuse the right to order other children? What's more, Yun Gou'er's popularity among them is not good.

Shen Minghuan took it for granted: "Because he is my most satisfying student."

Yun Gou'er took the drawing blankly and looked up at him dazedly. The most satisfied student, am I? This was the first time Yun Gou'er heard recognition without pity from anyone except grandma.

How does it feel to be praised by a respected teacher in front of the whole class?

It was as if he had come up from the ground covered in sweat, and a cool breeze blew in his face, gently blowing away his fatigue and dust.

Yun Gou'er's eyes were shining.

Shen Minghuan continued: "Not convinced? I'm a very talkative person. If any of you can perform better than Gou'er in the next performance, I can replace him as the squad leader."

He just pretended not to see the children's competitive eyes and kindly reminded: "But I think you'd better not hold on to this hope. You can't compare to the dogs."

"We won't lose to him, teacher, just wait and see, Yun Gou'er is not capable of being the monitor." The students all knocked on the table and said.

Shen Minghuan did not suppress them, nor did he describe Yun Gouer's excellence in detail. The children did not feel that they were inferior to each other at all. They were all full of fighting spirit and vowed to teach this teacher with bad eyesight a painful lesson. .

Yun Gou'er also clenched his fists, "Teacher, I won't let you down!"

Now Yun Gou'er doesn't know that he is a rare genius in the world. He thinks that Shen Minghuan likes him, so he named him excellent.

Ah, so the teacher actually likes him so much? Then his previous behavior was too inappropriate.

Yun Gouer, who had done nothing but reject the other person in his heart, reflected sincerely. He thought that he must be worthy of the teacher's love, and he must work harder and do better than others.

"Each group is responsible for one drawing. You don't need to think about the principle for now. I will explain it to you when the thing is ready. Your task is to think about how to make the drawings you got. Of course, you don't need to do it yourself. You are the technology Consultants only need to guide the uncles in the village," Shen Minghuan said.

"Wow." Although I don't know what a technology consultant is, as a child guiding an adult, it sounds great and interesting!

Just wait and see, they will definitely do it faster and better than Yun Gouer!

Little kids are really cute.

Shen Minghuan looked at the pairs of fighting eyes present, looking at their unswerving expressions, and nodded with pleasure.

Scientific research requires the spirit of climbing to the top. Proper competition can stimulate children's potential.

Teacher Shen thought with good intentions: Grow up quickly, his... tools.