Chapter 588: Be a teacher

Early the next morning, the first rays of sunlight rose from the east.
The sun is much bigger than the outside world, even the first ray of sunlight in this morning makes people feel very hot.
This scorching heat seemed to awaken this land of bells, awakening this land that had been sleeping all night.
The revival of all things is staged in various places in the heart of the demon world.
Countless creatures woke up from their sleep, stretched a long waist, embraced the sun, and embraced this new day.
Chen Xinglie got up very early today, looking at the huge sun in the sky, and sighed in his heart.
It's also because everyone in this world can practice cultivation, otherwise such a big sun, if it's the midsummer season, you won't have to die under this big sun. After all, this world doesn't have the black technology of air conditioning.
Today is the first day to teach the younger generations of the Taoist Sect, so I can't be late.
Chen Xinglie couldn't help speeding up his steps towards the hall of learning.
I hope to dare to arrive before the descendants of the Zongmen arrive.
"I don't know what kind of style the elders of the Zongmen smoke, let us learn culture, what is the use of that stuff? If you have this time, it is better to practice for a while, strength is the most powerful thing!"
"That's right, it's better to say that after the new offering comes, we pretend to agree, but actually do our own things. Maybe he sees us like this and will be disappointed with us, and then he is unwilling to teach us?"
"This method is not bad. Your kid has a bright mind since he was young, and he did what you said!"
Chen Xinglie walked outside the school hall, and heard the voice from the school hall from a distance.
The voices are very young, even slightly immature. Many of the younger generations who want to come to this school may not be as old as Xue Gang.
Listening to what he said, Chen Xinglie secretly laughed in his heart. He was still a child. These words were the same as nonsense. This method was put in the previous life, and I am afraid that those children who have just entered elementary school will use it.
Before Chen Xinglie walked to the gate of the Academy, he heard another voice: "Listen to me for a while! If anyone doesn't do what we said, don't blame me for not being affectionate!"
The smile in Wen Yan's heart grew a little bit more.
I was also secretly guessing, what kind of people this group of old fellows of the Pathfinder Sect had arranged for them, maybe this group of boys are not more than fifteen years old?
As a person who has suffered from compulsory education, Chen Xinglie said that he had a deep understanding of their ideas, but he was very disdainful of their methods of protesting against his teacher.
When he walked to the door of the school hall, Chen Xinglie looked at the noise inside, and even a few children who were still gnawing on a chicken in their hands, sighed in his heart.
This is really a bear kid, what kind of education is there, how is this education?
Do you teach them how to eat with chopsticks?
After complaining, Chen Xinglie chose to face his fate.
"Ahem!"
Pretending to cough twice, it really attracted the eyes of all the children in the school hall.
Seeing Chen Xinglie, whose face value broke through the sky, little stars appeared in the eyes of those girls who were not in their teens.
It's also because of the absence of Shen Qiuyu's girl, or she might argue with these little girls who are much younger than her, and swear that Chen Xinglie's sovereignty is in her hands.
It was the little boys who expressed surprise at the appearance of Chen Xinglie, and then all chose to ignore their new mentor and turned their heads to do their own thing.
Chen Xinglie didn't say anything about it, and stepped into the hall of learning.
Standing on the stage and looking at the square tables in front of him, Chen Xinglie felt in a daze that he had returned to the blue planet and to the familiar classroom.
It's just a change of role. I am no longer the poor student sitting down waiting for trial, but the teacher who holds the power of life and death in this classroom!
A thought-provoking smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and Chen Xinglie patted the table to interrupt the noise in the classroom.
Seeing a group of bear children gradually calming down, Chen Xinglie cleared his throat and said, "Hello, I am your teacher, Chen Xinglie."
"What is the teacher?"
"I don't know, my parents never told me."
"teacher…"
…
Chen Xinglie's self-introduction aroused the curiosity of the following group of children, all of whom were talking in a low voice.
Chen Xinglie was too lazy to explain, after all, he couldn't think of how to explain the meaning of the word teacher.
His eyes glared, he pretended to be stern, and said, "Be quiet for me! I will tell your parents whoever makes any noise! ​​Let them clean up you!"
"Oh, by the way, you may not know that the parents are what your parents mean!"
Afraid that the following children didn't understand what they meant, Chen Xinglie added one sentence and explained what the parents meant.
Sure enough, all the children calmed down when they heard their parents.
They all put their hands on the table in front of them, pretending to be a teacher, and we are listening carefully.
When Chen Xinglie saw this, he secretly smiled and didn't say anything.
Today’s teaching started right away. From poems and etiquette to poetry and poetry, Chen Xinglie doesn’t care if these little guys can understand it or not, anyway, it’s over.
In his opinion, something very simple, in the eyes of these young children, is no different from astronomy.
Everyone looks like they don't understand, but everyone listens very carefully and seems to be very interested in things they don't understand.
"Ding! Dang!"
A bell rang.
Originally, Xun Dao Sect didn't have this thing, which was prepared by Chen Xinglie last night.
After all, I am considered a teacher anyway, and life must have a sense of ritual!
Chen Xinglie glanced at the many young girls in the audience and said, "Okay, get out of class is over! Come here on time tomorrow for me!"
After speaking, he turned around and left, without any intention to say a word with them.
When his figure disappeared from the gate of the school hall, many children cheered as if after school.
"Be quiet, this is the hall of learning, not your room!"
"There are those guys who want to take the lead in rebelling against me. They performed well today!"
"I'll be here on time tomorrow, and I'll tell the parents of whoever is late!"
Three sentences floated in from outside the school hall, shocked all the children, and secretly said that the teacher is not weak.
The boys who had previously talked about rebelling against Chen Xinglie and canceling this kind of culture class all had a sincere expression on their faces, and they secretly thought that fortunately, they had not taken any practical actions.
Chen Xinglie didn't have time to pay attention to them, so he left after speaking. He had to go to Xue Gang and his group of older teenage girls to speak poems and songs later.
Chen Xinglie was a little depressed about the task that the Sovereign Xiang Wenqing temporarily added to himself last night, but he was helpless.