Zhao Yuan was a Chinese teacher.
His language class was very unique. He often combined it with a historical background to give his students a wonderful lesson.
As the bell rang, Zhao Yuan walked into the classroom.
He looked at the students and asked,""Students, do you like crosstalk?”
"I don't like it."
"What's so good about crosstalk? It's not interesting at all!”
"That's right. I still like Mei Nation's rock and roll.”
The students shook their heads without even thinking.
The students couldn't be blamed for this. After all, the school's education was there. They had been exposed to western culture for a long time, so they naturally wouldn't be interested in Chinese crosstalk.
"Alright then, I'll make a bet with you today.”Zhao Yuan said with a smile.
"Bet on what?" The students were interested.
"Teacher will be performing a crosstalk today. If you still don't like crosstalk after the broadcast, then I'll take it as my loss. I'll try my best not to give you any homework in the future!”
"Is that true?"
"Haha, we're definitely going to win. What's so interesting about crosstalk?”
"Looks like I don't have to do homework in the future! This is too comfortable!"
The students were extremely happy, and their faces were filled with joy.
Zhao Yuan continued," If Teacher wins, you can share this crosstalk with the students from the other classes.”
"Good!"
The students nodded eagerly.
Zhao Yuan turned on the multi-media screen and played the video of Ye Yun's performance.
"When you are old and grey, and dozing by the fire, reminiscing your youth.”
"When you are old."
"Be your grandmother!"
"When did I say that?"
"Be your grandfather!"
"You…"
"Be your ancestor."
“……”
"Who is it?"
"Sending you to my side was that round moon, that gurgling mountain spring, that gurgling mountain spring, that gurgling mountain spring.”
"Who is it?"
"Bring, the ancient call. Who left behind a thousand years of hope?"
“……”
"Grandpa is seventy-eight this year, and his hair has turned white.”
"There's no him!"
"Grandpa is seventy-eight this year, and his 'grandma' hair has turned white.”
“……”
"A song for Teacher Sun Yue.”
"Which song?"
"What are you singing? I feel everything. So you're my 'Big Brother Pig'!”
“……”
In the beginning, the laughter in the classroom was very small.
But later on, the students couldn't hold it in anymore.
Everyone burst into laughter, and the entire classroom was extremely lively.
"Oh my god, this is so funny. Are these two really going to laugh me to death?”
"This is too good to watch. I've never seen such a funny show in my life.”
"In the past, I always thought that crosstalk was extremely boring. But now, it seems that crosstalk is really interesting!”
"It's over. I've fallen in love with crosstalk.”
The students responded enthusiastically, and everyone was full of smiles.
Zhao Yuan stood in the corner, looking as if he had succeeded.
At this moment, the crosstalk was already coming to an end.
The Flux Master appeared, and Ye Yun sang.
"The peach leaves are sharp, and the willow leaves cover the sky."
"That elder in his position, listen carefully to me."
“……”
"The Sixth Brother I miss day and night."
"Come to my door"
"I've made an appointment to meet at midnight tonight."
"Big Lotus, I'm shy and I'm speechless."
“……”
"What a pair of passionate people, both of them jumped into the river."
"The infatuated woman, the passionate man."
“……”
When the song ended, the entire classroom fell silent.
Everyone was immersed in the story, unable to extricate themselves.
The girl's eyes were wet, and her heart was deeply touched.
After a long while, the class monitor was the first to recover from the aftertaste. He looked at Zhao Yuan and said," Teacher, from today onwards, I've fallen in love with crosstalk!”
"Me too."
"Us too!"
All the students in the class agreed.
Zhao Yuan nodded in satisfaction and said with a smile,"Remember your promise to the teacher. You must share this video with the students of the other classes.”
The students shouted," Teacher, don't worry! I will definitely do it!"
……
Next.
The students of this class began to take action.
He sent the video that Zhao Yuan had given him to his classmates or close friends. If he really couldn't find anyone, he would make a trip to the middle school department and distribute it to some of his younger brothers and sisters.
Ye Yun's crosstalk quickly spread throughout Jingcheng Middle School.
Whether it was middle school or high school, everyone was attracted by this novel performance.
Whether it was a boy or a girl, they were all fans of the song " Exploring Qingshui River."
Unknowingly, there was a sudden wave of activity in the school.
The trend of crosstalk.
Listen to the wind of little songs.
The trend of learning Chinese traditional culture.
Seeing that the situation was good, Old Zhao even made a campus popularity poll.
The options were:
Western orchestral instruments.
Western dance lessons.
Western rock music.
A Chinese crosstalk song.
In just three days, all six thousand students in the school had voted.
Among them, 5,500 votes were cast for the Chinese crosstalk song!
The remaining 500 votes were divided among the remaining three choices!
At this moment, the traditional Chinese culture was really popular on this campus.
Old Zhao stood up proudly in the meeting.
"Principal Li Jinxi, look. These are the votes from the middle and high school departments. There are a total of 6,000 votes, and 5,500 of them voted for Chinese crosstalk songs. This is enough to show that our students love Chinese culture more!”
"Teacher Zhao, you're really naive!”
Li Jinxi took the printed statistics and tore them into pieces.
"Principal, what do you mean?”Zhao Yuan asked angrily.
"What do you mean? The meaning was simple. You were fired.”"Do you really think it'll work just because the students like it?" Li Jinxi sneered. The parents of the children are the ones who pay for it. In order to earn money, our school has to meet the needs of the parents. Besides, I don't think there's anything good about China's lousy culture. It's still the western culture that has a high level and is decent enough!”
"You bastard!"
Zhao Yuan cursed," Since I'm fired, I'll give you a piece of advice. You better respect Chinese culture. Otherwise, you might fall one day."”
"Fall?" " I'm the boss in this school," Li Jinxi said proudly." Whatever I say goes!" As for you, pack your luggage and get lost!”
"Teacher Zhao, you asked for this. Hurry up and leave. Don't embarrass yourself here.”
"There's really nothing to learn from China's lousy culture.”
"I've been playing the violin since primary school, and that's why I have such an elegant temperament now. I can only use one word to describe these Chinese legacies, and that word is 'old'.”
"Good luck, Teacher Zhao!"
"Hahahaha!"
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