Chapter 54: The Dust Covers the Pearl But Its Brightness Cannot Be Obscured (6)

The children had been told countless times by their families that they should respect Teacher Shen, listen to Teacher Shen, and not make Teacher Shen angry.

They complained, but each one was more serious than the other.

Shen Minghuan walked by one by one, and became more and more angry as he looked at them:

"How many horizontal lines are there in the sun and moon? How many! Count them clearly before you start writing!"

"The left stroke of the word Huan didn't come out. Look where your left stroke went? The left stroke of the word Shen came out!"

"The character below is a character for a person, not a cross. All three characters are left-right structures. Don't write them up and down!"

"I'm so angry, I'm so angry, Zhou Dazhuang! Did I teach you how to hold a pen before?"

Shen Minghuan knocked the table with a stick, and the children were a little scared at first, but seeing that Shen Minghuan had never hit anyone even though he was angry, they soon returned to their old ways.

After all, Shen Minghuan was weak and could be bullied... No, his gentle and patient image had been deeply rooted in people's hearts.

"Don't be angry, Teacher Shen. I think this is the right way to write. It looks better than what's on the blackboard."

"Teacher, I'm correcting it. I'll finish it soon. Believe me."

"Teacher, my mother said that getting angry will make you old."

"Teacher Shen is a man. Men are not afraid of getting old. Only you women are."

"You're talking nonsense. My mother said that you men are timid. You are afraid of everything. You just refuse to admit it."

A group of children with an average age of eight had a heated debate on the topic of men and women. Shen Minghuan had a headache because of the "teacher" calls. He felt that at least two thousand ducks were calling his ears.

Shen Minghuan rubbed his eyebrows, and the system suddenly popped up: [Host, do you have a headache? Fever has this symptom. ]

[! ! ! ] Shen Minghuan put down his hand calmly and told it seriously: [I don't have it. I'm fine. ]

He used a stick to pull away the child's hand that was blocking the homework book. Yun Gou'er didn't use much force in the first place, and obediently revealed the words he had just written.

Shen Minghuan looked at him in surprise: "It turned out to be Gou'er, no wonder."

No wonder what? Yun Gou'er seemed to be dismissive of his evaluation, but in fact, his ears were already erected, listening attentively.

"It's okay to write, but it's too ugly. Go back and practice more calligraphy." Shen Minghuan didn't stay at his seat for too long, and walked towards another student before he finished speaking.

Yun Gou'er snorted, looking like a rebellious thorn, but he was a little disappointed in his heart. He looked at the homework book. Is it ugly? He looked up and looked at the blackboard carefully again. In comparison, it seemed a little ugly.

In fact, Yun Gou'er likes to study very much, but for some reason, children always seem to be ashamed to admit this. It's like they are obviously looking forward to getting the recognition of Shen Minghuan as a teacher, but they have to pretend to dislike each other.

The quick-thinking genius Yun Gou'er would be even more awkward than them.

Shen Minghuan knocked on the blackboard and said sarcastically: "Time is up, you all really opened my eyes."

The students looked at each other, and suddenly someone boldly asked: "Teacher, what does opening your eyes mean?"

"Open your eyes." Shen Minghuan gritted his teeth: "It means that your intelligence is really beyond the teacher's imagination!"

The students looked at each other again, and they all scratched their heads embarrassedly, with a bit of shyness in their expressions.

Shen Minghuan: "...Fifty times, remember to hand in the homework tomorrow."

"Ah——"

Listening to the wailing in his ears, Shen Minghuan nodded with satisfaction. This is his normal student, "If you don't know how to write, you can ask Yun Gou'er, Song Youcai, and Zhou Xiaoya. These three students have done a good job."

The three children who were named raised their heads proudly, and even Yun Gou'er was a little complacent. This was the first time Shen Minghuan praised him.

"Stop howling, remember every stroke you wrote, from now on, remember this name forever, remember that you are my students, Shen Minghuan." Shen Minghuan's tone suddenly became a little serious: "Did you hear clearly?"

The classroom was quiet for a moment.

At this time, the children did not know the meaning of this sentence, but they inexplicably felt the heavy power in it.

Even the most naughty children did not make trouble, and seriously dragged out their voices: "I heard-clearly-"

"Very good, then let's start the class now." Shen Minghuan thought thoughtfully: "I remember I taught you to count and add and subtract, I think you should not have forgotten it?"

The children told him confidently: "No!"

In the past month since the original owner came, he taught them how to write their own names, and then the most basic operations. But this group of students clearly can't even calculate addition and subtraction within ten, and I don't know where they get such great confidence.

Shen Minghuan coughed lightly: "Do you know why you came to class today?"

Song Youcai raised his hand high, "I heard from my father that you have a great invention that can change the world, let us help you!"

The students exclaimed in unison:

"Wow, change the world! Invention!"

"It sounds so cool!"

They looked at Shen Minghuan with sparkling eyes, "Teacher, I am obedient and capable, I will do whatever you ask me to do."

"It's best." Shen Minghuan glanced at them and said proudly, "It's not about changing the world, it's just an ordinary little invention. You should know that when the wheat is ripe, it must be harvested and processed as soon as possible. This is also the reason why you were given a holiday before. Of course, as you can see in the result, the role you can play in it is almost zero."

Zhou Dazhuang was not convinced: "But, teacher, your body is not as good as ours, umm..."

Zhao Jun covered his mouth and said flatteringly: "Teacher, don't worry about him, Zhou Dazhuang is the world's number one idiot, and what he said is nonsense."

Shen Minghuan smiled at him, and suddenly raised his hand to hit the desk.

Shen Minghuan didn't see how hard he tried, and his eyebrows were still leisurely and contented. However, the moment his palm touched the wooden board, he heard a "crash" and a complete table turned into firewood.

"Ah!" The students were stunned, and Zhou Dazhuang couldn't help but shrink behind Zhao Jun.

Dust was spreading, Shen Minghuan coughed twice, covered his nose and took two steps back, missing his folding fan a little.

"The first lesson I'll teach you today." Shen Minghuan looked at them kindly: "Believe in the power of knowledge, and always maintain enough awe and humility towards science. Do you understand?"

The students looked at the symbol of the power of knowledge on the ground and swallowed their saliva, "I understand, I understand."

Shen Minghuan nodded with relief: "Ruzi is teachable."

"Let's get back to the point. This time we are going to make a machine that can help harvest wheat. With it, only one or two people need to operate it, and all the wheat in the village can be harvested within one day."

"The time gate is limited. We only do the most basic this time, but I have reserved a space gate for filling. Later, we will improve on this basis, thresh, peel and grind flour, and even the future sowing will not need you. Are you very happy?" Shen Minghuan asked with a smile.

No need to go home to help, means no vacation.

The students showed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with difficulty: "Happy."

"It's good to be happy. If you are happy, the teacher will be happy." Shen Minghuan took out a stack of papers from his pocket, "There are twelve people in total. You can divide into groups of two. Gou'er, come here."

Yun Gou'er stood up reluctantly. Not knowing what Shen Minghuan was up to, he walked in front of Shen Minghuan and asked hostilely: "What are you doing?"

Shen Minghuan glanced at him and handed the paper in his hand over casually, "One for each group, you go and distribute it."

Then he said to the students: "Yun Gou'er will be your class monitor in the future. When I'm not around, you will listen to him."

"Why!" Zhou Dazhuang was the first to object.

In their eyes, the class monitor is the official king of children. Which child can refuse the right to command the rest of the children? What's more, Yun Gou'er is not popular among them.

Shen Minghuan took it for granted: "Because he is my most satisfied student."

Yun Gou'er took the drawings blankly and looked up at him dizzily. The most satisfied student, me? This was the first time that Yun Gou'er heard the unsympathetic recognition from someone other than his grandmother.

What was it like to be praised by a respected teacher in front of the whole class?

It was as if he came up from the field sweating profusely, and a cool breeze blew in his face, gently brushing away his fatigue and dust.

Yun Gou'er's eyes sparkled.

Shen Minghuan continued, "Not convinced? I'm a very easy-going person. If any of you can perform better than Gou'er in the next performance, I can replace him as the monitor."

He just pretended not to see the children's competitive eyes, and kindly reminded: "But I think you'd better not hold on to this hope, you can't beat Gou'er."

"We won't lose to him, teacher, just wait and see, Yun Gou'er is not capable of being a monitor." The students all knocked on the table and said loudly.

Shen Minghuan did not suppress them, nor did he specifically state Yun Gou'er's excellence. The children did not feel that they were inferior to the other party at all. They were all determined to fight and vowed to give this teacher with poor eyesight a heart-wrenching lesson.

Yun Gou'er also clenched his fists, "Teacher, I won't let you down!"

Yun Gou'er now does not know that he is a rare genius in the world. He thinks that Shen Minghuan likes him and that's why he is called excellent.

Ah, so the teacher likes him so much? Then his previous behavior was too wrong.

Yun Gou'er, who did nothing but rejected the other party in his heart, reflected sincerely. He thought that he must live up to the teacher's love, and must work harder and do better than others.

"Each group is responsible for a drawing. You don't need to consider the principle for the time being. I will explain it to you when the things are done. Your task is to think about how to make the drawings you get. Of course, you don't need to do it yourself. You are a technology consultant and you only need to guide the uncles and uncles in the village." Shen Minghuan said.

"Wow." Although I don't know what a technology consultant is, it sounds great and interesting for a child to guide an adult!

Wait and see, they will definitely do it faster and better than Yun Gouer!

The children are really cute.

Shen Minghuan looked at the pairs of eyes full of fighting spirit and their unwavering expressions, nodding with satisfaction.

Scientific research requires the fighting spirit to reach the top, and appropriate competition can stimulate the potential of children.

Teacher Shen thought with good intentions: Grow up quickly, his...tools.