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Text 49. Rural teachers

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    Let me first recommend Liu Cixin's "Country Teacher". To be honest, I haven't read science fiction in many years, and few of my friends who read at Qidian are interested in science fiction themes.  However, I would like to give a suggestion here. After reading too many refreshing stories, sometimes a change of taste is a new experience. What’s more, this short story is absolutely worth it.  ========================================= I saw Yang Yi standing obediently  After getting up, Huang Guoyan's mood not only did not improve, but also became more and more blocked.  This Yang Yi is simply an old man. Every time he educates him, he puts on a submissive look, as if he is humbly accepting the teachings, but in the blink of an eye, he forgets everything about what he said.  “Just like just now, I had clearly warned him not to do anything inappropriate, but he still kept pestering the girl. It was clear that he was no longer a teacher in his eyes!  In fact, from Huang Guoyan's own standpoint, his opinion was obviously biased, but it was reasonable. However, how could he know that Yang Yi, who acted like a good boy, actually had respect for teachers like them.  As long as it's not like He Yue's explicit targeting at the beginning of school, but a matter-of-fact conversation and teaching, Yang Yi is still willing to listen. As for some things he doesn't do, it's just because he can't do it because of his ability.  .  For example, today’s physics homework was really difficult for Yang Yi to learn in high school physics courses. In addition, there were relatively more important things to do, so he had to put it aside for now.  As for Huang Guoyan's claim that it was cursive, that was indeed a bit too much. At best, it was just continuous cursive writing, but it was not cursive. Even if it was a copy of the homework, Yang Yi didn't deal with it as casually as a ghost.  However, looking at each other from their own perspectives, since no one is right, this secret war between teachers and students is ultimately inevitable.  "As a student, your behavior is immature, and your attitude is even worse!" Huang Guoyan knew that even He Yue had suffered from Yang Yi, and until now he had just ignored him but never surrendered, so he put on a show  The deputy assumed a moral stance: "Tell yourself, how are your grades? Are you at the bottom among the eight classes in the first grade of high school? The most important thing is that you don't care about it, and it drags down the average level of the whole class! What do you think of the teacher?  Classmate, do you feel guilty? "Jiang Nan's eyes squinted over, looking a little worried about Huang Guoyan's harsh words in public, but there was also hope in his eyes, hoping that Yang Yi could deal with this in a reasonable manner.  The first attack.  Yang Yi seems to have sensed Jiang Nan's expectations. How could he disappoint her whom he admired in his previous life?  Or maybe he disagreed with Huang Guoyan's question from the bottom of his heart, so the boy smiled and said: "Teacher Huang, my grades in mathematics, physics and chemistry are indeed not goodwell, it should be very bad? But the attitude you said  The issues should still be discussed. For example, the handwriting, I think it is not appropriate to describe it as scrawled. " Huang Guoyan immediately became angry when he heard this. He obviously did not expect that this Yang Yi was so troublesome, so he turned his homework away bitterly.  Picking it up, I was about to put it on the desk of the first student in front of the podium and let them pass it around for a look, but after taking a closer look, I suddenly stopped.  Because I saw Yang Yi and Jiang Nan making eye contact just now, and what happened to be Yang Yi's homework was opened, I didn't look at it carefully due to eye fatigue, and subconsciously classified it as perfunctory, but  Looking carefully now, I can see that although the handwriting on the notebook is somewhat intertwined, it is clearly not the sloppy and childish style of ordinary students.  His words were a bit unresolved for a while, and Huang Guoyan was even more unwilling to do so, but fortunately there were other facts for him to present. The old teacher's eyes widened: "I'll say it again, this is a physics class, not a calligraphy class."  Physics requires a rigorous attitude! If you really study hard, you won’t be at the bottom of the class every time!” Seeing Huang Guoyan’s unwillingness, Yang Yi  After enduring it for a long time, he finally couldn't help but smile and asked: "Teacher Huang, my grades have indeed lowered the average score of the class, but does this really have an impact on other students?  The top three are still the top three, and the grade ranking that I should get is still the grade ranking. If my score is low, it will not make other people's transcripts look bad. If my score is high, they will not be given extra points, so it should not count.  Is it a drag?" Huang Guoyan was startled. They have always taught students this way, and they have never considered this issue from each student's personal perspective. Now that Yang Yi asked him this question, he was a little unable to answer.  Do we have to say to so many students: "You don't care about the average grade, but our year-end performance is linked to your average grade?" And there are several students with equally weak science scores, who are already??Looking at Yang Yi who was talking rationally, he had obviously become a supporter of the boy's argument.  "Oh? Then you can be the last one unscrupulously. Don't you have the most basic ambition to make progress?" Huang Guoyan has never been so angry, and he has never wanted to put a person in the position like now.  The student persuaded: "Even if your grades are only related to you personally, have you ever thought about it? This also reflects the degree of respect you have for the fruits of the teacher's work! Are we working hard to teach you knowledge just to let you run at the bottom every time?  ?” Feeling that his words were very good and he had regained the moral high ground, Huang Guoyan snorted and took advantage of the victory and said: “Learn mathematics, physics and chemistry well, and you will not be afraid of traveling all over the world. This sentence is not nonsense!  Now you are focused on Chinese. Even if you get a perfect score of 150 in the college entrance examination, it will be useless if you have a lower average score! If you are so good at partial subjects, what position do you attach to our mathematics, physics and chemistry teachers?  "No?" Huang Guoyan has taught physics all his life and is a staunch supporter of science and engineering. In addition, there is a tradition within the first high school to only value science, so in a moment of anger, what he said was inevitably biased.  "Science is not as important as you think, teacher, and liberal arts is not so useless." Yang Yi is a reborn person who has experienced later generations. He naturally knows that in the near future, China's traditional culture will gradually be influenced by Western culture and Japanese style.  Erosion can no longer be seen. "Taoist priest, stop planting peach blossoms in front of Xuandu Temple Don't envy his purple pavilion painting hall with golden horses. He has a life of boiling rocks in cold springs. From a distance, he can hear that the white jade flowers in Beijing have bloomed."  , I feel carefree and carefree as I lie high on a crane and float into the clouds; I can't see the passionate blood of "the river where the soldiers are fighting is still hot, which makes me feel miserable. This is not the river, the blood of heroes that has been shed for twenty years."  !  It is extremely gratifying for a country to have its own atomic bomb and aircraft carrier, but if the things that flow in the soul of the nation are gone, wouldn't the losses it brings to us be more meaningless than the invasion of territory?  "Also, I have never disrespected any teacher, but the way of respect is different from what you understand, Mr. Huang." Yang Yi simply talked without any scruples. Since some things were mentioned, let's say it all at once  Opens well.  "Oh, every time you finish at the bottom of the exam, even if you respect me, this kind of respect is still quite different." Huang Guoyan sneered, and the atmosphere in the class gradually became tense.  "I don't have any great theories, but if I am good at Chinese language, I can write some thought-provoking stories!" Yang Yi met Huang Guoyan's cold eyes with clear eyes: "If Teacher Huang doesn't mind, I hope  Can you give me ten minutes to prove it? " "You tell me, I want to see how ugly you can be!" Huang Guoyan was naturally dismissive of Yang Yi's statement. Telling people a story?  Does Yang Yi still think this is in a primary school class?  How many fables can attract attention?  However, he still snorted and let Yang Yi play freely, just waiting to make this student laugh.  "The story I want to tell is called "Village Teacher"." As soon as Yang Yi finished speaking, a very low noise rang out. This name made it clear that he was competing with Huang Guoyan, and all the students suddenly shouted.  Shua raised his head and thought to himself that Yang Yi could spark some topics every time.  But for the reborn, what he remembers is only the influence of this "wonderful article", which is known as a classic in the history of Chinese science fiction.  It may not be a historical masterpiece, nor a poem from the Tang, Song, Song or Yuan Dynasties, but the humanistic thoughts contained in it, as well as the fusion and collision between Chinese realism and surreal science fiction, are not inferior to those masterpieces.  ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????…  So Yang started to talk eloquently. Some details had been forgotten, so the boy added them by himself. As long as there was the spirit praised in it and the grand imagination based on the universe, even if there were occasional missed paragraphs, it would not affect the full text.  artistic conception.  At the beginning, the story was just a realistic description of an ordinary novel. After listening to it for a while, a few top students couldn't help but feel disappointed. They felt that this Yang Yi was messing up some gimmicks. This really wasted everyone's time, but most people  I'm still waiting with my ears perked up for what's to come.  However, Huang Guoyan, who had experience teaching in a private primary school in a remote mountainous area, was attracted into the story almost immediately.  ??At first, I listened expressionlessly, not paying too much attention to it, but as I listened, it was as if the person in the story had been replaced by myself, and I felt sad as the characters in it were moved.  When Yang Yi talked about "he spent his whole life igniting the flames of science and civilization in the hearts of children," and the rural teacher surnamed Li in order to protect the already dilapidated school?, and when his ribs were broken by the ignorant mountain people, Huang Guoyan couldn't help but clenched his fists, his old red face full of anger.  In the next small twist, the rural teacher clearly had early-stage esophageal cancer, but because he had no money for treatment, he was worrying about whether he had enough time left to send away the graduating class.  The girls couldn't help but have sore noses.  Huang Guoyan nodded frequently, while shaking his head and sighing with sadness, as if he had returned to the 1950s and 1960s, when he and three or two young companions passionately stayed in that remote mountain village.  When Yang Yi's words changed and the camera instantly switched to the depths of the universe billions of light-years away, those little girls had not yet reacted, but the boys who were naturally more sensitive to science fiction, especially those who were excellent in mathematics, physics and chemistry,  The top students all pricked up their ears, looking at Yang Yi with surprise.  How could this person, who originally knew nothing about science, paint such a grand and imaginative picture?  As for Jiang Nan beside Yang Yi, although she was the one who should be most immersed in the story itself, as the boy slowly told it, she gradually fell into his deep pupils, where rationality and sensibility were intertwined.  The light of success made Jiang Nan feel dazed.  This boy is hiding a secret. He was once a stranger, but now we are friends.  Unknowingly, when no one noticed, Jiang Nan was already alert. He might transcend this era and move forward alone. He didn’t know if he would see himself drowned in the sea of ??people when he looked back.  The story is gradually approaching its climax. Yang Yi talks about the scene of rural teachers feeding Newton's laws to the children, but this kind of cramming is burning a person's life. The boy's narrative makes the mountain villages of the earth  The two main lines of the story and the distant starry sky are intertwined and entangled, touching people's hearts.  Planets that failed the civilization test were destroyed one by one, like dewdrops under the scorching sun.  Soon it was the turn of the earth in the story, and the group of teachers and children who seemed to be the saviors were still running hard. Their opponent was ruthless and just time.  Finally the test came, and the questions that most junior high school students could barely answer were missed by the children. The messenger of destruction was already on the way to visit. A group of students in the classroom were worried. Even Huang Guoyan was worried.  My eyes widened, fearing I would miss the rest.  When Yang Yi finally revealed the answer: "The children's crisp and tender voices finally rang out, the civilization test was passed," there was a sigh of relief in the classroom, and Huang Guoyan took pictures one after another.  Although Thigh didn't say anything, he nodded his head again and again, obviously approving but still not satisfied.  As Yang Yi expected, the main plot of this story may be too direct and the characters are a little thin, but the connotation it tells can always touch people's hearts.  Finally, at the end of the story, when the audience's perspective follows the eyes of the advanced civilization aliens in the story, and turns to this strange individual called the teacher, and the small deserted grave, the boys and girls in the classroom,  Some are calming, some are amazing, and most are touching and memorable.  "I'm really not good at math, physics, and chemistry, and I can't teach and educate people like you, teacher. But through the art of language, although I can't directly spread knowledge, I can ignite people's yearning and enthusiasm for knowledge. This is language and science.  What's the difference between the two?" Yang Yi finally revealed his true thoughts, but this kind of plot did not have the ferocity of a life-and-death fight, only the confrontation.  Deep reflection on certain phenomena.  Huang Guoyan shook his head, but had no intention of refuting. He just sat on the podium again, thoughtfully.  "As the boy said, who can tell clearly which one is nobler, teaching people knowledge directly or stimulating people's thirst for knowledge and truth, that is, between literature and theory?  Aren't the two equally important?   Some people were still discussing this episode after class. Yang Yi did not notice that Gao Feng was pulled out of the classroom by Chen Cheng, a former high school student, and his group. They seemed to be talking about something, while the others were leaving with Jiang Nan.  The girl who was not very close actually came to the two of them together.  One of the central figures, He Li, who had a vaguely elder sister-like attitude, glanced at Yang Yi, who was writing and drawing on paper next to him, and smiled at Jiang who didn't understand why, and invited: "Deputy squad leader, this weekend is Jiulin's."  It’s a birthday party for our new classmates. You won’t come.” Then he added in a meaningful way: “No need to send anything, just come. By the way, Yang Yi, are you free?”  All the boys are here, so you can’t worry about Jiang Nan attending alone.” Xia Jiu.Pro?  Birthday party?  ======================== 26
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