Day by day in the infinite game

The wontons are really delicious, with thin skin and big fillings, fresh and tender, which makes you salivate after eating them. Tang Qinqin was very satisfied. After eating, he packed a few more portions and put them in his backpack to satisfy his cravings.

Fortunately, the space in the backpack has a preservation effect on food. Whatever you put in it, it will be the same when you take it out again. It is hot and fragrant. It is perfect.

Nowadays, the space in the large suitcase of a backpack is basically full of food. Tang’s mother’s love dumplings, some snacks I bought myself, self-heating food, ham sausage, water, etc. I also prepared some medicines that may be needed, and a change of clothes.

Clothes and simple daily necessities.

The two exchanged books, the straw hat and straw cape with attributes, etc., were turned into cards for easy storage when the game was last updated and placed in the mezzanine of the backpack.

After everyone finished eating, they set off to school for yesterday's classroom.

The classroom is just like yesterday, quiet and quiet, and the books are placed as before.

All the players returned to their respective places, sat down and continued reading according to yesterday's progress.

By the evening of that day, everyone finally finished reading all the books in the classroom.

Not to mention the sore and swollen necks caused by keeping the head down while reading, everyone looked tired after sitting here with high intensity all day, flipping through the book and finding the wrong words.

"The quality of these staff needs to be improved. There are so many typos in the books in the classroom. Shouldn't they be carefully proofread before printing and publishing?"

A male player wearing black-rimmed glasses became more and more angry as he spoke, with an angry look on his face.

"Teacher Zhang, don't be angry. Now that we have discovered it, we will definitely deal with all these problems." A boy who looked like a student comforted in a low voice.

Zhang Yulin, an angry and bespectacled male player, is a primary school teacher. He came from a mountain village step by step through hard study, and later became a teacher in his hometown. He takes teaching and educating people as his own responsibility, and pays special attention to students' learning.

He is a responsible teacher who can bear the title of "people's teacher".

"If there is such a problem, if nothing else is mentioned, as a teacher, you must be strict with yourself, be careful when preparing lessons, report existing problems to the school leaders, point them out in class, and explain them clearly to the students. This is to do your best.

An example of how a letter is worse than no book.”

The male teacher pushed up the glasses on the bridge of his nose, turned to the boy who looked like a student next to him and told him: "When you are reading, don't read blindly, don't read ten lines at a glance, be serious and down-to-earth, don't learn anything."

Don’t run before you walk, don’t gulp down books and treat them as tasks. Failure to learn clearly and thoroughly will only make us indigestible and waste study time.”

"Teacher, I understand, I remember it." Bei Qiao, a player who looked like a student, nodded seriously in agreement, showing respect for the teacher.

"Alas, teaching and educating people, preaching and imparting knowledge are originally good things, but now I don't know how many people just follow the textbooks and continue to learn regardless of imparting wrong knowledge."

"Is it caused by the negligence and carelessness of the factory workers who printed the books?" Some players asked.

"That's not necessarily true. Maybe I accidentally made a mistake when writing the content and didn't go back to proofread it. Didn't it happen to us when we wrote our own essays?"

"It seems that he lacks severe punishment from society and lacks a rigorous and serious attitude towards his work."

"What Brother Shen said is absolutely true, hahaha."

"Be serious, I'm not making trouble with you."

"Actually, the main reason is that everyone lacks awareness of the standard use of their own words. You haven't seen how many advertising slogans use homophonic memes nowadays. They just change the original idiom beyond recognition. It actually increases the entertainment, but I think it will affect children. Let them think that it should have been written that way." Peng Lei said.

"If you correct your attitude, these problems will basically be solved. Writing is also a part of our national culture and our precious traditional culture. Each of us should respect it, write it well, read it well, and use it well." Zhang Yulin concluded. road.

"So we still need to learn Mandarin well." Tang Qinqin thought to himself after hearing this.

The cultural foundation of a country comes from writing, and cultural confidence also comes from writing. With the inheritance of writing, we can see the glory of our ancestors and the growth process of our own nation through the long river of history.

Summarize the problem and write a report, and the players plan to report the situation to the relevant departments.

"We must love our own words and use them in a standardized way. Typos may, at a small scale, reflect low personal cultural quality and affect our personal image. At a larger scale, they may affect the seriousness of the words and thus our national image. Therefore, young people , everyone should study hard and take our writing seriously. This is our precious wealth. Don’t lose the cultural heritage of our nation.”

Zhang Yulin is still teaching earnestly, and now he seems to regard the players in front of him as his students.

His ordinary face has a serious expression, and his passionate eyes are touching.

It is the impulse to start to reflect and to re-establish the understanding of words.

"I still suggest that no matter what age you are, no matter how busy you are, you must insist on reading a few pages of books every day. Reading is the lowest-cost and highest-yield thing. Don't study to death, study to death, learn to discover the problems, and be good at it. Only by thinking can you put the knowledge in books into your own head, and only then can you live up to the significance of these written inheritance."

"Only by learning our writing and our national culture well can we strengthen ourselves on this basis and build a prosperous and powerful country. Only then can we not be afraid of the wolves, jackals and leopards around us. If we are strong enough, all conspiracies are just paper tigers."

In my ears, I still heard Zhang Yulin’s constant teaching voice.

The players basically listened carefully and reflected on themselves.

Unconsciously, everyone thought of the inspiring words: "We were born under the red flag and grew up in the spring breeze. The people have faith and the country has strength. Wherever you look, everything is China. The red stars shine, and everything is faith." I am willing to use our youth to defend our motherland in its prosperous age!"

I can’t help but think of what our beloved gentleman said: “Read for the rise of China!”

Therefore, many of our ancestors returned to the country after studying abroad in that era when everything was waiting for improvement. They did not seek fame and wealth, stayed anonymous, and devoted their lives to the great cause of building the motherland.

Because of them, we have the confidence to speak, we straighten our backs, we are fearless, and we have increased confidence in defending our country and nation.

In ancient times, there was Qu Yuan who was patriotic and devoted himself to the rivers and seas; today there is someone who studies for the rise of China.

And they are all confident in our national culture, they all love and respect our writing and our national culture, and they continue to work hard to carry it forward.

"I also want to be that kind of person." The student-looking boy's eyes were full of longing. The teacher Zhang Yulin beside him smiled happily and touched his head, his eyes flashing.

"Beiqiao has a role model and motivation. If you work hard, you will definitely achieve it."

"Teacher, I can do it!" The young man clenched his fists, looked resolutely, and secretly made up his mind.

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Then come on.