Misplaced Love,Never Turn Back

"You are a boring person. If you don't talk about people for a day, you're not happy, are you?" Fan Jincheng clenched his teeth and stretched out his hand to prepare for Zhang Yixing.

Mu Xiaoyan hurriedly went to pull fan Jincheng. Before she could pull her back, the teacher came in. The old scholar pushed his glasses, looked in their direction, and patted the platform. "What's wrong with you, girl? Although it's a new era and a new society, it's a traditional virtue of China that men and women are different. What kind of relationship do you have with boys? "

Fan Jincheng and Zhang Yixing are almost rigid on the table. They did not expect the teacher to come so soon. This teacher is a respected old professor who has been employed by the school and is a contemporary master of traditional Chinese culture. On weekdays, I can't stand the way men and women express their love in the new era.

The old scholars attached great importance to students' behavior of respecting teachers, respecting traditional Chinese culture. The old scholar followed the teaching method of Confucius, and always punished those students who committed their own taboos.

But this time, when they were fighting with each other, they were discovered by an old scholar. Now, fan Jincheng is really pulling the collar of Zhang Yixing. Zhang Yixing's right shoulder is exposed, as if it was prepared for the summer wind. This is a still picture. The girl stares at the boy fiercely and says that the boy's clothes want to punch up. The boy's face is smiling to avoid the girl, or a shy posture.

Seeing this picture, the old scholar felt that his head would be filled with blood. He took off his glasses and took them up again. "You two stand up for me, all of you stand in front of me."

Fan Jincheng and Zhang Yixing started to sing. Two people look at each other, face show embarrassed color, in the whole class's snigger, walked to the front.

"You girl, why don't you be reserved as a girl. It is contrary to the gentleness and virtue of women from ancient times to the present, but it is like a rash person who is hard to get into the hall of elegance. " The old scholar walked up and down on the platform, pointing to fan Jincheng and asked angrily.

"Sorry, teacher. There has always been a gentleness associated with femininity in me, but what I just did was out of self-protection and had nothing to do with my femininity. " Fan Jincheng smiles awkwardly, still keeping a modest attitude and talking to the old scholar.

"You You're a girl. You've just been so rude to a boy, and you say you have feminine tenderness. I can't imagine your lawlessness. It's too much. "

"Teacher, you're not angry. I'm just telling the truth. Just now, this person is angry and I scold me. You say that in modern society, girls work and study independently, so if they don't have the ability to protect themselves, they will be bullied by others." Fan Jincheng's smile is very brilliant, she hopes to use her smile to melt the old scholar's rigid mental outlook.

Hearing this, Zhang Yixing looked up at the old scholar and said, "teacher, it's not like this. I was joking with classmate fan just now, but classmate fan, she took it seriously, even if she took it seriously. She also came to beat me. You said that I was a good man and was beaten by a girl. What's your face! You said that my heart was not filled, but you found out that I was called to the podium. I have lost face today. "

Hearing this, the old scholar became more angry and walked back and forth from the platform. He really can't listen to it. What are the thoughts of the young people now? Boys have no manliness, while girls are always like those rude men in ancient times. Without saying a word, he used force, which really made me look down.

"You two all stand up for me, do not allow me to explain, I really do not want to listen to you these crooked words, what the devil's truth, not in line with the normal thinking of contemporary college students. I've been a teacher for so many years, and I've experienced so many students, but you are like this. I'm very surprised. I don't think the children of your generation have inherited any traditional Chinese culture at all. They don't have any traditional Chinese virtues. "

The old scholar's eyes did not want to see these two people again. With them all the time, he seems to be recalling the important power that their generation made for Chinese culture when he was young. "Get out of here, both of you, and stop. If I go out after class and find that you are not at the door of the classroom, you will have no credit for this course. Then this afternoon, I will go to the library to sort out the books on Chinese traditional culture

Fan Jincheng was about to refute this. Zhang Yixing immediately took her hand, then bowed and laughed. "Good teacher, I promise to finish the task without causing you any trouble. We will go out and punish you now."

Fan Jincheng always wanted to stay and explain to the old scholar, but her hand was pulled by a more powerful hand and went to the door. I didn't give myself a chance at all, so I was pulled to the door for penalty.

Fan Jincheng has been led by Zhang Yixing to the door of the classroom and walked out of the teaching building.

She threw away her hand, rubbed her wrist all the time, frowned and glared at the man in front of her. "Zhang Yixing, is that what you want? Why don't you tell the old scholar more about it? Now that we are both punished, do you care? If you want to go back, you can't go back. ""If you don't come out, do you want to stay in and listen to the College Chinese class that you always learn? I don't want to learn. Every day I listen to her recitation of Confucius, or it's too much. I think my head is going to explode. We have to get rid of those literary and crepe things in the college entrance examination. Don't we learn some interesting things and run to listen to this? " Zhang Yixing folded his hands on his chest and looked at the man in front of him with great interest.

Fan Jincheng raised her eyebrows and thought for a long time, then looked at the group of people who were in the classroom. Seeing the small supermarket under the teaching building, I thought about it. In fact, I went to the small supermarket to buy some food, and then I found an empty classroom to watch a movie for a while. I didn't have to go out to bask in the sun. I didn't have to listen to the class of an old scholar and heard that he wanted to sleep. Did you have a very comfortable life like this.

"Well, there's a small supermarket downstairs. Don't you owe me an orange juice? If it wasn't for the orange juice, we wouldn't have to be punished. You can treat me to something delicious. We'll go to a classroom to watch a movie and have something to eat. Then we'll go back to the door of the classroom when class is almost over. "

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