My Teacher is Sun Wukong

"We are all middle school students. If the summer vacation is ok, come here for a travel adventure." Daban said.

"Oh, middle school students are good." Professor Smith said, "Your Chinese middle school students have a strong ability to take exams, but their creativity is not as good as our American students. In our United States, there are also many Chinese middle school students. They often take them in the International Mathematical Olympiad. Full marks, but often not useful."

"Is it?" Xiao Fei said faintly.

"This is a question of your Chinese education mechanism. It only pays attention to exam-oriented education, but not to the ability to practice and adapt to society." Professor Smith said, "If American students and Chinese students are thrown into the wild for survival training, only American students can Survival. Huaxia middle school students will only cry to find their mother."

When Professor Smith spoke, he was like an educator pointing to the mountains. It is no wonder that he is a professor at the top universities in the United States and has received a very high courtesy in China. In addition, as an American, he is born with a sense of superiority over the Chinese.

"Oh!" Xiao Fei smiled slightly and did not answer.

Chinese middle school students, do not have the ability to survive in the wild? Xiao Fei is also a middle school student in China. However, in this world, can I find a person who is his opponent? Are those American students and him comparable?

Xiao Fei, the world is invincible!

Don't talk about middle school students, it is the masters of the world together, not his opponent. Professor Smith, I don't know what kind of existence I am talking about. In the eyes of Xiao Fei, he is an ant.

Seeing that Xiao Fei and others are plain, Professor Smith is very strange. Could it be that these students are too stupid to understand their own words?

I want to know that when he was in the middle school of Jinghua, the best middle school lecture in China, those students were extremely adored by him. When he cited the drawbacks of China's education, not only those students, but even those education experts in China, nodded in agreement.

And Xiao Fei and others seem to be indifferent to his theory? Therefore, he thinks that these high-end theories that Xiao Fei said are simply playing on the cows. So, shut up and stop talking.

So the group was silent.

"Right, how can you not bring food and water?" After a while, the big die broke the silence. He took a big burden, but the other few were empty hands, and it was inevitable that there was some imbalance in his heart.

"I have this top-level guide, what kind of food do I need to bring?" said the old guide Sanglin. "The mountains of Miaojiang are no worse than the deserts. We can rely on mountains and eat water by the mountains. On this mountain, I can just pick it up. Go to food and water."

"Don't you be afraid of locusts?" asked the big die. He remembers that the things in the Miaojiang area cannot be eaten and messed up.

"In this area, there are indeed Miao people who will display their martial arts," said Sang Lin. "But I know all the skills, so if I let you eat and drink, it is very safe."

"And, I have a relationship with the Nanman mother of Kameng Village. With me, the people of the cottage will not be bad for you."

"Southern mother?" Xiao Fei asked in confusion. He has been seldom talking, but he was surprised to hear this title.

"I am not afraid to tell you that the Kameng Mountain Village is the place where the descendants of the ancient kingdom of the South, such as the royal family, was revered as the Nanban mother." Sang Lin said: "In short, the cottage is the most mysterious of Miao. The place is also the most sacred place."

"Several of you students don't know where to hear this place. The whole county is only a guide for me. If you are not lucky, Mr. Smith will take you. You are looking for a year, you can't find it." ""

"Oh, if there is no such way as Mr. Sang Lin, we will not pay a million yuan." Professor Smith said with a smile.

"This million-dollar payment is not my own." Sanglin said, "I want to use most of the money to honour others to open channels. Otherwise, who do you think can enter the cottage?"

"It's really rich to make the ghosts grind!" the fat man exclaimed. "So mysterious places, as long as there is money, there is a way to go in."

"Is people a descendant of the royal family, is it expensive?" Dafang said, "If there is no money, how can it be maintained?"

"Eat and drink can be taken locally, nothing is needed? Feelings, my things are leucorrhea?" Finally, the big fangs said depressedly, "But compared to this, my own things, it seems to eat more. rest assured."

"And, why don't you bring the tools to open the road?" The fat man groaned with a plowing nail and asked for it for a long time.

Some time ago, he was always on the road. So he thinks these people are also helping to open the way, so that they will not be too tired.

“Opening the road?” Sang Lin smiled. “This mountain road, I have gone through dozens of times and I don’t need to open the road. What thorns, traps, we will not meet.”

"It seems that my nails are also vaginal?" The fat man is also very depressed.

"Oh!" Seeing the fat man and the big die, one with a nail and one with a burden, Professor Smith gave a hearty smile. I think that the two of them are simply a mixture of Chinese middle school students.

Compared with those smart students in the Jinghua High School, it is just one in the sky and one in the underground. At the same time, I feel that Xiao Fei is the boss of both of them. It is estimated that IQ is not high.

"The Kameng cottage we are going to is very dangerous. Some mysterious things, don't believe it." Sanglin warned: "So when we enter the Kameng Mountain Territory, we must always be cautious. All Things must be obeyed by my instructions, otherwise they will die without a place to die."

"Mr. Sanglin, please rest assured, we are only engaged in research." Professor Smith said, "We are foreigners who are supported by the county government and will respect your local ethnic customs."

"So what the old gentleman said is what we are, we will never come in chaos."

"That's good," said Sang Lin.

After a long walk, the sky gradually darkened. After walking for a long time, Xiao Fei and Sanlin had nothing to do. Professor Smith and his two followers were tired and panting.

Seeing this situation, Xiao Fei smiled in his heart.

The quality of Chinese students is not high enough to survive in the wild. The quality of foreigners is suitable for survival. Why are you and the big die fat, nothing, but they are tired and panting?

(End of this chapter)