After exhausting myself to death

Shen Minghuan let the students "wow, wow, wow" look at them for a while, and then ruthlessly urged them to go back to the classroom.

In front of all the parents, the students didn't even dare to struggle, but reluctantly turned around step by step, dawdling, as if they were slower than a tortoise.

The village chief wiped his hands carefully, and then touched the machine cherishedly.

Even though he had been prepared, he was still so excited when the final result was presented to him. Not to mention, this machine also has a threshing function, which Shen Mingchu didn't even mention at the time. It was a completely unexpected surprise.

The village chief, who was quite old, ran and jumped up to Shen Minghuan, "Teacher Shen, no, Minghuan, thank you, thank you, you have been a great help to our village."

Shen Minghuan said gently: "You're welcome. I'm also a member of Mutian Village, so I should. I also want to thank the village chief for trusting me and being willing to accompany me in my mischief."

The village chief waved his hand: "This can't be called nonsense. What we are doing is serious. Ming Huan, we will listen to you in the future. We will do whatever you say."

The village chief has little education, but he particularly admires educated people, otherwise he would not forcefully ask his son to send his granddaughter to an expensive city school.

But the village chief now regrets it. He feels that Teacher Shen is much better than the teachers in the city school. Otherwise, let his granddaughter come back after finishing this semester?

Shen Minghuan wanted to do a lot, so it would be best to have help. He nodded calmly: "Thank you, uncle."

The village chief rubbed his hands and said, "You are still sick. Go back and rest early. This...um, Ming Huan, does this have a name?"

The village chief pointed to the wheat harvester surrounded by adults.

Still want a name? Shen Minghuan thought for a while. This was his first invention. He really needed a unique name. "Just call it... Machine No. 1?"

The students who secretly pricked their ears suddenly let out disappointed boos, "This name is not cool at all."

Shen Minghuan raised his eyebrows: "Then you take it?"

The students were excited, gearing up, and raised their hands enthusiastically:

"The super invincible Muta wheat harvester!"

"The God of the Earth who guards food!"

"Shen Minghuan is the most powerful person under the throne of the Great Demon King. He can cut wheat and thresh all in one body. He possesses the greatest magical power that has created the world..."

"Integrated wheat cutting and threshing machine." Shen Minghuan couldn't stand listening anymore and repeated: "It's called an integrated wheat cutting and threshing machine."

The children opened their mouths and said aggrievedly: "Oh."

It sounds better than "Unit No. 1".

The village chief watched the children playing happily, and added a little more depth to Shen Minghuan's filter. As expected of Teacher Shen, look at these children, they all know a lot of words.

Shen Minghuan said goodbye to the village chief: "Uncle, I will take them back to school first."

"Go on, go on." The village chief patted his chest, "We will take good care of the wheat harvesting and threshing machine, Ming Huan, remember to come to your uncle if you have anything to do, and come to my uncle's house for dinner if you have nothing to do."

"Definitely." Shen Minghuan agreed with a smile.

The students moved to school dejectedly.

I just participated in completing a major event. Although I arrived in the classroom, my heart couldn't calm down at all. It seemed that there were still compliments from adults in my ears.

The children moved around excitedly, as if there were nails growing on the chairs and refused to sit properly.

Shen Minghuan asked with a smile: "How do you feel?"

"Great!" the students shared their highlight moments.

After Shen Minghuan listened quietly, he still smiled and asked: "You all seem to be very happy. Did you also feel great before I came?"

The students suddenly became depressed.

Shen Minghuan sighed and said quietly: "I really envy you. You know so little and are still so happy."

The students covered their faces: "Teacher, stop talking."

Shen Minghuan snorted: "People are arrogant because of ignorance. The more you think you are awesome, the more it means you still have a lot to learn. What if I am not here today?"

Yun Gou'er stood up first and said guiltily: "I'm sorry, Teacher Shen, you are already sick, and I still have to worry about you."

The students also remembered that Shen Minghuan was still sick. At first, they thought of secretly completing the all-in-one machine and impressing Shen Minghuan, but in the end, they still had to drag the sick body to help.

The emotional Zhou Xiaoya had already started sobbing: "I'm sorry, Teacher Shen, we are so useless. You can go and have a rest and leave us alone."

Shen Minghuan: ...Thank you, Yun Gouer, you are really a good student of the teacher, but can you please stop mentioning the illness!

Moreover, it’s just a fever, not a terminal illness, right?

Shen Minghuan turned around with a dark face, quickly wrote a long list on the blackboard, and then put down the chalk, "The multiplication table, today's homework is to memorize it, I will check it tomorrow."

Students screamed: "So many?"

Shen Minghuan picked up the pointer and knocked it, "Have you forgotten how troublesome you are today? If you learn multiplication and division, you don't have to do 7 7 7 so much, but just three, seven, twenty-one."

"If you don't want me to worry, then learn more. Think about how uncomfortable it was for you when I didn't come. You are the future of Mutian Village, and the country is still waiting for you to build it. Are you going to give up easily now?"

"If you can't make a simple wheat harvester, how will you build airplanes and cannons in the future? How will you go global and conquer the universe?"

"Ask your parents when you go back. During the war, the enemy had weapons and we had nothing. How many people died before we could live today? Nowadays, foreign countries are still determined to subjugate our country. This is when our motherland needs you. You must Back down?"

"No!" Zhou Dazhuang jumped on the table, "If they dare to come, I want them to look good! Teacher, we must study hard and build airplanes and cannons for the country!"

The students were filled with indignation and their blood boiled.

Shen Minghuan was very pleased and pointed at the blackboard: "Copy it. School is almost over. Copy it home and memorize it slowly."

students:……

Zhou Dazhuang got down from the table silently.

Song Youcai had an idea and raised his hand: "Teacher, you said in the morning that our homework today is to write your name fifty times."

The students immediately looked at Shen Minghuan expectantly. After copying fifty times and memorizing the multiplication tables, there must be one missing, right?

Shen Minghuan said confidently: "That was Chinese homework, and now we are assigned math homework."

students:……

Song Youcai silently put down his hand.

"I'll give you a day off the day after tomorrow. The two classmates who do the best homework tomorrow can go to town with me the day after tomorrow." Shen Minghuan said with a smile.

The students all raised their heads and looked at him with bright eyes.

Shen Minghuan then added: "Go by car."

Zhou Dazhuang jumped on the table.

Shen Minghuan continued to add: "I will pay for it."

Song Youcai stretched out his hand to pull Zhou Dazhuang down and said sternly: "Teacher, don't worry, we like to study the most."

Shen Minghuan went back to Yun's house directly after school. He officially moved. He finally no longer had to worry about three meals a day and barely managed to save his life.

After being watched by Grandma Yun, she finished a bowl of porridge and a large bowl of bitter medicine, and then was driven to bed again.

Shen Minghuan lay on the bed, opened his eyes and looked at the dark room, feeling deeply that human beings still need light.

The next day, Shen Minghuan took a group of students to the village chief's house.

The effect of the wheat cutter was even better than what he told the village chief. In addition, the villagers were too excited yesterday and were busy until midnight. As a result, the current progress did not actually require a second wheat cutter.

But Shen Minghuan still assigned today's tasks to the students, "You were all present when I assembled it yesterday, and today the wheat harvester will be handed over to you."

Shen Minghuan is still a very kind teacher, "There are no groups, we can discuss with each other, you are allowed to ask questions, three chances."

Song Youcai asked curiously: "Then what should we do if we still can't make Wheat Harvester No. 2 after using up three opportunities?"

Shen Minghuan smiled cruelly: "Then your holiday tomorrow will be gone."

"My students are not qualified to fall. Some of you are destined to change the world."

Shen Minghuan looked proud, "If you don't have higher requirements for yourself, how can you keep up with your classmates? When they become famous, you will be willing to do nothing?"

Of course he was talking about Yun Gouer and Song Youcai.

As a beneficiary of talent, Shen Minghuan cannot hypocritically say that talent is nothing. Just like the world has its destined protagonist, some people are born extraordinary.

But Shen Minghuan also believes in the power of diligence, believes that acquired efforts can erase the innate gap, and believes that every step forward can bring surprises.

Shen Minghuan had no intention of taking away Professor Gu Wenjing's disciples. He also had students of his own. The ten children in Mutian Village, except Yun Gou'er and Song Youcai, are all his students, Shen Minghuan, and he has to be responsible for these children.

His students did not have the freedom not to accept education. He did not allow them to live in darkness, watching the sunrise and waiting for the sunset, aimlessly and unexamined.

The students all involuntarily puffed up their chests and glanced at the classmates next to them proudly and reservedly.

They thought to themselves, Teacher Shen must be talking about me, right? That person who is destined to change the world and become famous, who else but me can I be?

Yun Gou'er didn't act in a hurry. He still stood behind Shen Minghuan, took out the notes he took yesterday when listening to Shen Minghuan's instructions from his pocket, and unfolded them unhurriedly.

He looked up at the heated figure not far away, covered his mouth and snickered: "Teacher Shen, they all took your words seriously. I guess they all thought you were talking about yourself."

"Are you all so arrogant? You really don't know yourself."

Shen Minghuan clicked his tongue, "I'm obviously talking about you, dog."

Yun Gou'er's hand shook and he couldn't hold the small book firmly. He quickly bent down to pick it up, and his face was already red when he stood up.

He stuttered and said, "Teacher, you don't have to coax me like this. I'm no longer a three-year-old child."

"What am I coaxing you to do? Didn't I tell you? Dog, you are different from them, you are the most special." Shen Minghuan said seriously.

Yun Gou'er covered his hot face with both hands and felt the joy in his heart growing clearly.

He didn't think he was outstanding enough to affect world change, and he only believed half of Shen Minghuan's words.

He believes in the word "special" and believes that his position in this person's heart is different from others.

——There are twelve students in Mutian School, and he must be Teacher Shen’s favorite.

Yun Gouer looked at the students arguing over a piece of data with pity. It was so pitiful. Even if they worked so hard, Teacher Shen still liked him the most.

He will continue to work hard in the future so that Teacher Shen will always like him the most!