Chapter 34 Chapter 34 Exercise

Wu Zhi tilted his head and spewed out the rice with a "pooh" sound, pointing at Zhu Ziqiang and laughing wildly, everyone at the table turned over laughing except the pork belly, Wu Zhengjin pointed at Zhu Ziqiang and cursed: "Little bastard!" ! Which teacher taught it?" Zhu Ziqiang smiled and said: "Hehe...the teacher forced me to make it when I was in elementary school." He secretly cursed Wu Aixue, she is like a sow, she won't be able to marry sooner or later! In a happy atmosphere, the meal was finished quickly, Wu Zhengjin didn't stop his children from washing the dishes, but Zhu Ziqiang obediently helped his mother clean up the kitchen.

Back in the living room, Wu Zhengjin looked at the pork belly with an embarrassing look on his face: "Fourth, I don't agree to close the case, I think he means paying for it, look..." Pork Belly smiled wryly and said: "Brother, you know, how can there be money for the three children to study? Not to mention the body of the pig's large intestine... Forget it, I will take the pig liver home." Wu Zhengjin was in a hurry, patted his knees and shouted: "They didn't let pig liver transfer to another school!" Looking at the crow's feet in the corners of his mother's eyes, Zhu Ziqiang felt sour for no reason. He turned to Zhugan and said, "Second brother, I promise you! Whether you want to study or not, I promise you!"

Pork belly looked at his youngest son strangely: "What did you promise pork liver?" Zhu Ziqiang said with a smile: "He asked me to help him finish reading the book, he must be promising!" Pork belly scolded: "You are promising, pig liver, you little dog, are you bullying San'er again?" When Zhu Gan heard that Zhu Ziqiang agreed, his eyes glowed with excitement. At this moment, he didn't look angry at all. He grabbed Zhu Ziqiang and asked, "Really? You agreed? That's good! I'll pack up now Go back with mom, don't worry, leave the family affairs to me!"

Zhu Ziqiang remained silent, stood up with his head down and said to several people: "Uncle, Mom, I'm going to class." Before they could speak, he rushed out, and the pig liver also ran out, hugging him. Brother's shoulder: "Aren't you unwilling?" Zhu Ziqiang shook his head: "You can't study anymore, mom and others are also suffering, and I feel uncomfortable." Pig Liver laughed loudly and said, "It's a weird thing, you're not comfortable when I go back to earn money with Dad for your education? Haha, it's okay, don't act like a dick, as long as you are willing to teach me... no matter how hard it is I would also like 1

Zhu Ziqiang nodded, and pushed away Zhugan's hand: "Go home with Mom, if you cause any trouble again, I will never have you as a brother! Also, you went to Mr. Wu's house and put all the notes first. I'll teach you the rest after breaking it. That's it." After finishing speaking, he didn't look back at the pig liver, leaving him alone in a daze. *** "Suddenly the church clock struck twelve. The prayer bells also rang. The Prussian soldiers' trumpets sounded outside the window, and they had already called in. Mr. Hamel stood up, looking very pale. I don't think he ever so tall.

'My friends,' he said, 'I...I...' But he choked up, and he couldn't speak. He turned to the blackboard, picked up a piece of chalk, exerted all his strength, and wrote two large characters: 'Long live France! '..." There was no sound in the classroom of Class 23, Grade 1. Every student opened their eyes wide, unable to hide their excitement. Zhu Ziqiang's back was numb, as if countless ants were crawling across his body. , Even the scalp is like being pricked by needles. Author: Dude, at the beginning of the class, Wang Xiangtang, as usual, had to read aloud first. The Mandarin he learned from his wife was very standard and full of emotion. The wind, when it gets intense, the sound shakes the roof.

And at the end of this text recitation, "He choked up, he couldn't continue..." Wang Xiangtang's emotions were moved by the text, and he really choked up, tears overflowing, his voice became louder and louder, and he couldn't make it coherent. The roar of the words shook the whole classroom, and the obvious crying made people feel how excited he was inside, and when he barely read "Long live France!", Wang Xiangtang could no longer control his emotions , with his back leaning on the blackboard, his head raised high, tears winding down his cheeks, and his lips trembling erratically.

It seems that he is the Mr. Hamel described in the text, and there is no need for him to recite the rest, because his current movements and expressions are the same as those described in the text, "Then he stayed there, leaning his head against the wall, and his words were silent. Don't say anything, just made a gesture to us: 'School is over,—you go.'” The sudden silence in the classroom made people a little overwhelmed. Zhu Ziqiang listened to his own heartbeat, yes, the heartbeat was fast, and there was a beating sound of the heart in the eardrums, and the blood was boiling!Seeing Wang Xiangtang's high head and straight body, Zhu Ziqiang was the first to take the lead and started applauding!

The sparse applause slowly rang out into a torrent, a storm, and Wang Xiangtang regained his composure amidst the warm applause. He did not stop the applause of the students, nor was he ashamed for crying in front of the students. , with a happy smile on his face, and when the applause lasted for about a minute, he stretched out his hand to stop the applause: "I'm sorry! I lost my temper just now! I love education so much! This text, since I first learned Up to now, it has been my mirror since I became a teacher... It’s far away, let me explain the relevant content to you first.” But this class is like a sharp knife, engraved in Zhu Ziqiang's heart forever. It is this class that makes Zhu Ziqiang understand what a "soul engineer" is!Until many years later, he still recited it aloud at an educational work meeting. Just like today, he also recited it with a choked voice, but he was not a teacher.It made many educators who attended the meeting blush!

This lesson gave Zhu Ziqiang a shocking feeling, the shock from the depths of the soul, combined with the questions these days: What is the purpose of reading? A generation of great men once said, "Study for the rise of Sinochem!" But now that China has risen, study hard for the realization of the four modernizations?Reading for the great cause of education?Studying for the great national policy of family planning?Studying for two bombs and one satellite?For the golden house?For women?For power? Zhu Ziqiang still sat alone in front of the desk without moving after school, and Guan Zhongkun didn't leave either. He tilted his head and kept observing Zhu Ziqiang.

"Guan Da, what are you studying for?" Guan Zhongkun didn't expect that Zhu Ziqiang would suddenly ask this question, he was stunned for a moment, and immediately said with a smile: "Study for the sake of reading!" Zhu Ziqiang turned his head to look at him, and said lightly, "Why are you studying?" Guan Zhongkun wanted to continue talking about studying, but seeing Zhu Ziqiang's seriousness, he couldn't speak. He frowned and thought for a while, then asked very seriously: "What are you studying for?" Zhu Ziqiang shook his head in a daze: "When I was young, I wanted to be a mathematician and go to college, but seeing my parents working harder and harder, I wanted to work early and go to a technical secondary school as a teacher, but now I really don't know why I study? Going to a technical secondary school is for work, but work is for making money, so now I can go home and help my parents make money." Guan Zhongkun tilted his head and said: "But your parents will definitely not allow you to go home. You have such good grades, so you must work hard. What is the purpose of studying? Why do you care so much now? You will know how little the book is when it is used. It’s always right to read more books. When I was young, my ideal was to be a writer, someone like Lu Xun, do you know Lu Xun?” Zhu Ziqiang nodded, and Guan Zhongkun continued: "I like Lu Xun. Maybe I study now to become a writer in the future." Zhu Ziqiang sighed for a long time, and his face looked extremely gloomy: "You are a person with ideals, but I have no ideals. Teacher Wang's lecture today made me understand a little bit, but I'm not sure." Guan Zhongkun rolled his eyes a few times: "Do you want to be a teacher?" Zhu Ziqiang nodded, and said with great certainty: "Yes, a teacher like Teacher Wang!" Guan Zhongkun slapped Zhu Ziqiang on the shoulder: "Support! You will succeed!" Zhu Ziqiang stretched his waist and patted the table vigorously: "Work hard!" Guan Zhongkun looked at Zhu Ziqiang's back and shook his head silently. Although Zhu Ziqiang said very firmly just now, he still saw a trace of confusion in Zhu Ziqiang's eyes, and asked secretly: "What is the purpose of studying?" *** Every time Yang Yuyan eats, she puts the fat from her rice bowl into Zhu Ziqiang's bowl. She doesn't eat fat since she was a child, and she doesn't even touch oil. I went to my second uncle's house alone, and basically followed Zhu Ziqiang at other times. This is a habit. If she doesn't see Zhu Ziqiang for a day, she will feel that she is missing something. That kind of helplessness and emptiness scares her.As long as she looked at Zhu Ziqiang, she felt extremely peaceful.Seeing Zhu Ziqiang wolfing down the food, she understood the meaning of "happiness" for the first time.The little girl was thinking about being Zhu Ziqiang's wife in the future, cooking for him every day, watching him eat, that's enough! "Yuyan, what are you studying for?" Zhu Ziqiang's question interrupted the sweet fantasy of the little girl, and she replied absently: "Looking for a job." Zhu Ziqiang continued to ask: "Why did you find a job?" "Make money!" "Where did you make money?" "To my parents, you are so strange, you have to ask me all these questions! What are you studying for?" Yang Yuyan felt that Zhu Ziqiang was a little different today, but she couldn't tell. Zhu Ziqiang smiled and said, "I want to be a teacher in the future. A teacher like Teacher Wang...a teacher like your father." Yang Yuyan's eyes lit up, she glared at Zhu Ziqiang and asked, "Are you serious? Really? Then I will be a teacher too! We've been together for the rest of our lives..." Yang Yuyan wanted to hang her head in her chest when she casually said something. Looking at the blushing Yang Yuyan, Zhu Ziqiang couldn't help laughing and said, "Do you want to be my wife?" Yang Yuyan raised her hand, but finally put it down again, turned around and ran away. Zhu Ziqiang looked at the two little braids swaying behind the little girl, and felt warm in his heart, but a guy like a fly appeared in his eyes immediately. Huang Xianhua winked at Zhu Ziqiang with a lewd smile and said, "Amazing! Two flowers from Class 23, you're almost there!" Zhu Ziqiang laughed and said, "Li Biye said..." Huang Xianhua immediately stood at attention, raised his buttocks, and said with a charming smile: "Brother Qiang! Are you full? Give me the rice bowl, and wash it for you right away!" "Li Biye said that Huang Xianhua is a good classmate!" Huang Xianhua grabbed Zhu Ziqiang's rice bowl and rushed to the sink quickly, washed the rice bowl very carefully, followed behind Zhu Ziqiang: "When did she say that?" "forget!" "Brother Qiang, I still have two toffee here..."