After settling Bi Yan down, Chu Yifan drove to the school.
The other teachers in the office had not arrived yet. Chu Yifan turned on his computer out of boredom and looked at the stock market for a while. Then, he opened a literature website and casually browsed through it. He wanted to see if there were any good novels in the recent period. At this moment, Department Director Mei suddenly walked in. Chu Yifan quickly closed the website.
"Department Director Mei, you're here." He stood up and called out.
"Little Chu, Teacher Zhang has an urgent matter at home. Help her lead a class in the afternoon. Here are the teaching materials and Teacher Zhang's lesson preparation book. Take a look.”With that, he turned around and left.
Director Mei's name was Mei Jing. She was Chu Yifan's director of studies. Because he was serious in his work and was willing to study, he had already become Principal Zhou's right-hand man when he was just in his early thirties.
Hearing Department Director Mei's words, Chu Yifan could not help but feel ecstatic. He had been in No.1 Middle School for more than two years, but the school had only allowed him to teach history and geography. According to Chu Yifan's original intention, he was more willing to teach Chinese. He had also mentioned it to Department Director Mei a few times, but the school had always been indifferent to him and did not take his suggestion seriously. Now, he finally had a chance to show off his talent.
He opened his lesson book and flipped through it. Today's lesson was Zhu Ziqing's " Moonlight over the Lotus Pond." There wasn't much time left for him. Chu Yifan quickly read the historical background and author's information in the lesson book.
As soon as he stepped onto the podium, Chu Yifan turned around and wrote his name on the blackboard with chalk.
"Students, Teacher Zhang has something on in the afternoon, so I'll be teaching today's class. This is my name.”
A buzzing sound came from below.
It seemed that his classmates still did not trust him. It was no wonder. Ever since he entered No.1 Middle School, Chu Yifan had never taught any third-year classes, let alone Chinese.
Although the current high school students were a little strange, Chu Yifan was not flustered. More than two years of teaching experience had given him enough confidence.
He didn't say a word. His serious expression swept across every student's face. Wherever his gaze passed, the students who spoke automatically shut their mouths. Soon, the crowd quieted down.
"Students, today we are going to learn Zhu Ziqing's 'Moonlight over the Lotus Pond. Zhu Ziqing was a famous writer in our country. Many of his essays were well-known and popular. Next, I will recite this text.”
" Before I recite this text, let's first abandon our rapt attention and imagine such a scene in our minds. On a midsummer night, the noisy frogs and cicadas are making so much noise that the author can't sleep. He walked along the coal trail to the pond. In the sky, the full moon is like a plate, and there are a few dark clouds. The water surface is covered with disc-shaped green lotus leaves, occasionally dotted with red lotus flowers. A frog crawling on the lotus leaf was startled by the author and hurriedly jumped into the water. With a splash, it broke the dead silence..."
With just a few words, the students were attracted by Teacher Chu's immersive description. In the virtual illusion, Teacher Chu's magnetic voice sounded in his ears."Above the winding lotus pond, the leaves of the fields stretch out. The leaves were very high above the water, like the skirts of dancing girls. In the middle of the layers of leaves, there were scattered white flowers, some blooming gracefully, some shyly blooming. They were like pearls, stars in the blue sky, and a beauty who had just come out of the bath. A light breeze blew past, bringing with it a faint fragrance, like the faint sound of singing from a distant building. At this moment, the leaves and flowers also trembled a little, like lightning, and instantly spread to the other side of the pond. The leaves were originally side by side, so there seemed to be a clear blue ripple. Beneath the leaves was flowing water, hidden from view, so that no color could be seen. And Ye Zi is even more elegant…"
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The students were surprised to find that the young teacher didn't take his textbook. He recited with his hands behind his back and walked down from the podium. He walked between the tables and chairs so that they could hear him more clearly...
After a long time, the students were still immersed in the beautiful mood until the teacher finished reciting the entire text...
Outside the classroom, Department Director Mei was quietly eavesdropping outside the window. She was still a little worried about handing over the graduating class to this young man. When she heard Chu Yifan recite the text with great emotion and saw the orderly atmosphere in the classroom, she smiled without noticing it and turned to leave.
"Students, I don't know how Teacher Zhang taught in the past. Personally, I think that learning Chinese doesn't require rigid divisions and generalizations. You just need to feel it with your heart. A meaningful article was like a cup of tea, a landscape, or a beautiful woman.”
Hearing Ms. Chu's last sentence, the middle school students who were still in puberty all smiled knowingly.
If Director Mei, who had just left, heard that the young Teacher Chu had violated the cardinal guides, she would definitely strip him of his hard-earned teaching qualification.
Chu Yifan stretched out his hand to suppress the laughter of his classmates.
"Is the Mona Lisa beautiful? A thousand people have a thousand kinds of knowledge. 10,000 people had 10,000 different opinions. Beauty was a subjective perception that required everyone to carefully savor it.”
"The full text of this article is only 1,600 words, and between the lines, there is an indescribable beauty that makes people unable to put it down. The teacher had only read it twice before he could recite it.”
The students were in an uproar.
"You might not believe it, but memory is a very strange thing. It will automatically filter out the unimportant things and remember what you think is important. If you couldn't remember it, it only meant that you didn't put in the effort, or that you didn't think it was beautiful.”
The students were speechless.
"Alright, I won't analyze the text. In any case, everyone knows every word on it. I will briefly introduce the author to everyone, and then give you some examples of the use of rhetoric in the article.”
The students quietly looked at this somewhat independent young teacher, their eyes filled with curiosity.
"The ancients said,'The style is like the person'. In other words, no matter what you do, morality and realm are crucial. It determines the height you can reach. Therefore, we need to understand the author's moral character.”
"Zhu Ziqing, Professor of Tsinghua University. Born in 1898, died in 1948. In 1948, Zhu Ziqing suffered from severe stomach problems. However, due to severe inflation, his monthly salary was only enough to buy three bags of flour. It was not enough for his family of 12 to eat, and he had no money to treat his illness. At that time, the Guomindang colluded with the United States to start a civil war, and the United States implemented a policy of helping Japan. It aroused the indignation of many people of insight. The famous scholar Wu Han invited Mr. Zhu Ziqing to sign the declaration of 'protesting against the US policy of supporting Japan and refusing to receive US aid flour'. Mr. Zhu Ziqing generously agreed and signed it resolutely, saying,'I would rather die of poverty and illness than accept such humiliating charity.'
"On August 12th of the same year, Mr. Zhu Ziqing passed away in Beijing due to poverty. Before he died, he told his wife,'I signed the document rejecting the American flour. Our family will not buy the American flour distributed by the National Party in the future.'His behavior fully demonstrated the noble quality and national integrity of the Chinese intellectual who did not bow down for five buckets of rice.”
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Today's work was basically over, so there would be nothing else. Chu Yifan packed up and left the school.
After driving out of the parking lot, he went to the supermarket and bought a large bag of instant noodles, a bottle of mineral water, eggs, milk, ham, and other things. It was unknown how long Bi Yan would be staying here. She couldn't go out, so she naturally had to prepare more food. Just as he was about to go home, Chu Yifan suddenly remembered something. So, he turned the car around and went to a shopping mall. He bought some women's clothes from the women's clothing cabinet on the second floor and put them in the trunk.
Chu Yifan didn't know that from the moment he came out of the hospital, a black car had been following him closely.
"Boss, he has already entered the residential area. Our car can't enter.”
"Then keep an eye on the door!"
When he thought of this group of trash, Pang Dahai was furious. That night, when he found out from the casino's surveillance camera that someone had brought a camera in, he ordered his men to arrest those two people without hesitation. He did not expect them to bring a woman with them. The woman took advantage of this gap and ran away. He had no choice but to send four more brothers to chase the woman back. He had thought that this would be an easy task, but he did not expect that someone would appear halfway. Not only did he injure his two brothers, but he also took this woman away. This woman was too crucial. Once she appeared in court to testify, they would not be able to keep the reporters in their private casino. Fortunately, his brother remembered the young man's license plate number. Through the license plate number, Pang Dahai quickly found out that the young man who was causing trouble for him was called Chu Yifan. He was an ordinary teacher in City No.1 Middle School. But why did this teacher have a gun? Pang Dahai was also puzzled.
In order to completely eliminate the hidden danger, Pang Dahai decided to capture both of them. Just as he was about to take action, he suddenly received a call from Lin Yong. On the phone, Boss Lin said sternly that if they dared to touch this young man called Chu Yifan, he would not be polite. Pang Dahai was a little short of breath. With his current strength, he didn't dare to challenge Boss Lin. Pang Dahai could only swallow his anger and give up on this plan.
However, Pang Dahai could not let go of that woman called Bi Yan. It had been almost a day since the incident, but his useless subordinates had yet to find Bi Yan. Did the woman evaporate? Every possible place to leave Chukyo: He had arranged spies at the train station, the dock, the airport, and Pang Dahai. He had even searched the woman's rented house, but he still found nothing.
It was absolutely impossible for a woman to leave Chukyo. Just as the Pangda Ocean was at its end, he suddenly thought that Bi Yan must still be in contact with Chu Yifan. Therefore, he ordered his subordinates to secretly monitor Chu Yifan. Now, it seemed that Bi Yan must have been hidden by Chu Yifan. Otherwise, why would he buy so much food and women's clothes?
"Boss, what should we do now?”
"What do you think we should do? Keep a close eye on her. As soon as that woman shows her face, take her down. I don't care if she's dead or alive.”
Seeing Chu Yifan carrying so many bags, Bi Yan quickly came up to help.
"These are the clothes I bought for you." Bi Yan also noticed that besides food and water, Chu Yifan also carried a few paper bags.
"Thank you so much." This escape was too hasty. Other than the clothes she was wearing, Bi Yan did not bring anything else with her. In the afternoon, she wanted to take a shower, but she gave up when she thought that she didn't have a change of clothes. She didn't expect this little man to be so meticulous.
"How much?" Bi Yan asked.
"It's just a few clothes. They're not worth much.”
Bi Yan insisted on paying, but the little man refused repeatedly. In the end, the man still had the upper hand.
"Why don't I treat you to a meal in the future?”Bi Yan had no choice but to take the money back.
"I'll go cook. You rest for a while.”the little man said.
Bi Yan did not decline. Because she didn't know how to cook at all.
The little man entered the kitchen. Bi Yan was a little bored, so she ran to the bathroom to take a shower.
She carefully closed the bathroom door and started to look around.
The bathroom was huge. Not only did it have a shower head, but it also had a large bathtub. Beside the bathtub was a toilet bowl. On the right side of the toilet was a sink. There was a large mirror on the wall facing the sink. There was a row of cabinets on the wall opposite the bathtub. Bi Yan opened the cabinet. There were three compartments inside. The first compartment contained toiletries, and the second compartment contained a stack of clean bath towels. The third grid was empty. Bi Yan placed the paper bag in her hand in the empty space.
In the house that Bi Yan originally rented, there was only a very small bathroom. There was a simple shower head on the wall. Every time she took a shower, she couldn't even turn her body away. To be able to take a bath in such a big bathtub was Bi Yan's dream.
She first washed the bathtub with a towel, then turned on the metal faucet to adjust the water temperature. She waited for the bathtub to fill up as she took off her clothes.
The water was soon filled.
Bi Yan took out shower gel, shampoo, and soap from the first cabinet and placed them beside the bathtub. Then, she entered the water barefooted.
Bi Yan took a long bath. She felt that this was the most comfortable and comfortable bath she had ever taken since she came to Zhongjing.
After taking a shower, Bi Yan first took out a clean towel from the second shelf and wiped her body clean. Then, she took out the smallest bag from the many paper bags in the third shelf.
Just as Bi Yan had guessed, the smallest bag contained underwear. There were two sets, one white and one black.
She took out the white set and put on the bra. It was neither too big nor too small, just right. Bi Yan felt that it was very strange. She didn't tell Chu Yifan her size, so how could he be so accurate? Could it be that he had guessed it blindly?
After putting on her underwear, Bi Yan stood in front of the mirror. A young and beautiful woman appeared in the mirror. Her skin was as white as snow, and her figure was graceful. The bra was half a cup, tightly supporting the lower part of her breasts, making her already full breasts seem even higher, forming a deep cleavage in the middle. The shorts were very narrow, and they were laced with lace. One could vaguely see a black tuft inside.
As she read, Bi Yan couldn't help but blush. She quickly took out another paper bag from the cabinet. There were two sets of pajamas in the paper bag. One was pink and the other was white. Bi Yan took out the white one and put it on.
The quality of the pajamas was very good and it was very comfortable to wear. The only downside was that it was too transparent. It was so thin that the outline of her stomach, thighs, and underwear could be clearly seen. If it was just Bi Yan alone, it wouldn't be impossible. However, there was a young man in the house now. Bi Yan did not want to get into trouble.
She quickly took off her pajamas and opened the biggest paper bag. There were two sets of clothes in the paper bag. Bi Yan took out one of the sets. It was a two-piece set. She put on the short-sleeved shirt first. The short-sleeved shirt was white and elastic, and it was tightly wrapped around her body. The hem was a little short, and her belly button was exposed.
She was wearing a red dress that covered her knees. After putting on the dress, Bi Yan twirled in front of the mirror happily.
Was the little man's taste alright? The entire set of clothes matched perfectly. It outlined her well-defined figure and revealed a youthful and healthy aura. Even if he bought it himself, the effect would not be better than this. Bi Yan was really satisfied.
Just as Bi Yan was looking at herself in front of the mirror, she suddenly heard Chu Yifan knocking on the door gently.""Miss Bi, are you done showering? Dinner is ready."
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