Beasts become gods

Chapter 140 Leader

There was complete silence under the podium, and most of them looked at me with ignorant eyes.

These children have not really adapted to the classroom, and it is even less likely that they will shrink their necks and hide to avoid being called by their names.

Zuo Jing has long silver-white hair draped over his shoulders. He looks a little hunched over. Time has given him countless experiences and has bent his back. He clearly does not look like he has reached old age yet. His skin is still delicate and has few wrinkles, and his eyes are also bright.

He was bright and energetic, but his movements were slow, his hands looked a little chapped, and his voice had some vibrato, which didn't seem to be a deliberate sound.

Seeing that no one in the audience answered, Zuo Jing slapped the table with one hand, and then a tiny grain of gravel flew up. Zuo Jing blew it gently, and the gravel slowly floated to the table of a classmate.

"Please introduce yourself to this classmate, and then answer the question I just asked..."

The selected classmate was a boy with a plump face. He stood up and pushed his chair back. The back of the chair hit the desk behind him with a "thud" sound.

"I...my name is Zhou Xin. The meaning of learning history...I think it is to remember the efforts of our ancestors and live up to the sacrifices of the martyrs."

"Very good, classmate Zhou Xin, you answered it well. Are there any other students who want to answer this question?"

Since classmate Zhou Xin received verbal praise for her answer, the other students present are not timid. Who can get into the key class will be the most economical person.

One after another, five students stood up and answered the questions. Zuo Jing encouraged and praised them one by one with a warm smile, but glanced at the other students who were silent.

"All the students answered very well. I believe other students also took this opportunity to know their names. History is a mirror. We can use history as a mirror to know the rise and fall. Understanding history can understand the character and beliefs of a nation. In the process of constantly understanding history

, we can find places worth learning from and learn from, and we can also see mistakes made by our predecessors and avoid them.”

"Studying history cannot predict the future, but people who truly understand history will become more and more open-minded, avoid crises in advance, and strive for opportunities because of the similarities that appear in history."

"History is an eternal river of culture. Every minute and every second we spend affects the future. You are the most outstanding students among the 137th class of Dinghai Province Junior Lingwu College.

In the future, you will participate in the construction of the motherland, and the prosperity of your family will also be created by you. I only hope that in this course I teach, you can reduce or eliminate prejudice, think about whether your choices are correct from a rational and objective perspective, and use history as a mirror.

It proves whether your journey is long-term.”

"I long for the leaders of the times to emerge among the students here, to become the pride of the people of the Gallo Empire, to dedicate their strength to the motherland, to expel foreigners, to quell beasts, to eliminate stray enemies, and to build a family and defend the country!

"

"You are the leaders among the students of the same class, and are the students trained by the college. I hope you will live up to your time, cherish your time, hone your skills, and temper your body and mind."

"This is what I want to tell you at the beginning of this semester. Class will start next. Who is Zhu Hankun's classmate?"

The students were all looking around, curious as to who the student whose name was called by the teacher was.

After a while, Zhu Hankun stood up in the corner of the last row, looking lazy and listless.

"This is classmate Zhu Hankun. Not only is he about to reach the spiritual realm in spiritual cultivation, but he is also the fastest-promoting among you. He is also one of the three candidates recommended by the Changning Provincial Literary School this year.

.It is an honor for this college to come to Dinghai Province Junior Lingwu College. Many teachers from the school have appointed him as the monitor of key classes."

When Zhu Hankun heard this, he no longer showed his laziness. Instead, his eyes brightened and he concentrated. He raised his right hand, waiting for Zuo Jing's reaction.

"Do you want to express your opinion, classmate Zhu Hankun? Everyone welcomes the monitor's opinion."

As Zuo Jing finished speaking, the students present were slightly surprised. Then a small number of students began to applaud, and other students also began to blindly follow suit and applauded.

Only Qiao Bang and Nie Xiaolong didn't applaud in the audience. Nie Xiaolong didn't applaud because he didn't like liveliness, and he wasn't used to this kind of pandering atmosphere. Qiao Bang didn't applaud because he saw Zhu Hankun's discomfort and also looked at it.

Teacher Zuo Jing's frivolous words seemed to want to praise and kill Zhu Hankun.

Jiang is still old and spicy, and people become more and more weird as they live. He took advantage of his ignorant classmates to make Zhu Hankun choke on the words he was about to say.

As expected, Zhu Hankun was disrupted by the sudden applause. He was in a daze for a while but still made up his mind. He slapped the desk and waited for the momentum of the students' applause to pass before he slowly spoke.

"Thank you, Teacher Zuo, for your kindness. I have no intention of being the monitor of a key class or a member of a key class. I am unable to take on this important task. Please take back the appointment and choose someone else."

After speaking, Zhu Hankun bowed slightly, then sat back on the chair and dragged the chair back, acting very calm.

It seems that this is not the first time that he has contradicted the teacher. Zhu Hankun behaves in his own way, which makes him a different person in the eyes of his classmates.

Qiao Bang raised his eyebrows, this guy is quite tough!

After listening to Zhu Hankun's words, Zuo Jing was not angry and spread his voice throughout the classroom with a smile.

"The matter of Zhu Hankun serving as class monitor was jointly decided by Feng Muyang, the lord of Wanfeng City in Dinghai Province, Hu Sigui, the principal of Dinghai Junior Lingwu College, and Jiang Xinghai, director of the Educational Affairs Department of Changning Province. If Zhu Hankun has different opinions, he can express his opinion to the class teacher, Wu Tongsuo

If other students think they are qualified for the position of monitor, they can apply to Teacher Wu Tongsuo after class."

"Now, I would like to invite classmate Zhu Hankun to come up to the stage and help distribute "A Brief History of the Jialuo Empire" to other students here. I wonder if classmate Zhu Hankun is willing?"

Zhu Hankun's originally indifferent eyes suddenly shrank, and then he stood up and smiled casually.

"good."

Then Zhu Hankun stood up and walked from the last row of the class to the podium, took the textbook from Zuo Jing's hand, his eyes met with Zuo Jing's, then he hid his eyes and distributed them to the students at the head of each column, asking them to pass the remaining textbooks to the back. Confirm the manpower.

After reading a book, Zhu Hankun quickly returned to his seat and sat down firmly.

Qiao Bang saw this and had a deeper opinion of Zhu Hankun.

He is neither humble nor arrogant, flexible and flexible, unwilling to take on positions, prefers seats in the last row, has high spiritual power, and is valued by the literary school.

Zhu Hankun is not simple, he is definitely an outstanding person among his peers.

With Zuo Jing's formal teaching, Qiao Bang also put his thoughts back, no longer thinking about his classmate Zhu Hankun, and focused on reading the "A Brief History of the Jialuo Empire" in his hand.

What Qiao Bang didn't know was that in the row behind him, on the right side, Ding Lin was silently watching his back, as if she wanted to see a flower on his body.

"Huh, it's this classmate who slapped me on the back in the crowd."

Ding Lin buried Tai fiercely, her mind no longer on the textbook.

(End of chapter)