Chapter 16: Raising Hands Too Early! (2/2)

After finishing the briefing,

Mr. Yan slightly adjusted his appearance.

Three minutes later,

Mr. Yan entered the classroom amidst warm applause.

After putting down his books, he first bowed deeply and then spoke loudly, “As the saying goes: teaching without research is superficial, research without teaching is empty. Only by returning to the classroom and using research to enhance teaching can we further improve the quality of education.”

“Today, on this platform for mutual exchange, discussion, and showcasing our and our students’ flair, as the Chinese language teacher and class advisor of Senior Class 2 at County No. 2 Middle School, I hope to join every leader, colleague, and student present here to listen to the blossoming of education.”

“I believe that as long as every teacher persistently pursues the art of teaching, our overall teaching level and student performance will surely reach new heights!”

Mr. Yan’s teaching goal today was to teach the students how to write with beautiful language and expression.

He used the three famous towers of the South as the thematic background of knowledge.

By annotating and clarifying the text, students were to appreciate the characteristics of parallel prose.

The focus was on the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng by Wang Bo.

Mr. Yan, a teacher of excellence for many years, taught Chinese exceptionally well.

After the explanation, it was time for questions.

If everything went smoothly, it would be a day of great joy for all.

“Who can answer what the background of Wang Bo writing the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng was?”

Mr. Yan asked loudly, scanning the students.

It was important to know that

The Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng is a classic of ancient Chinese literature and a staple in Chinese language college entrance exams.

Mr. Yan quickly looked towards Shen Lingyao, as her Chinese grades were always among the best.

However, to his surprise,

Not only Shen Lingyao was raising her hand, but Zhao Qingfeng beside her also raised his.

Shen Lingyao noticed this too.

She turned and glared at Zhao Qingfeng.

This was an important occasion; don’t embarrass the teacher, okay?

Of course, Mr. Yan wouldn’t ask Zhao Qingfeng. He turned to Shen Lingyao, “You answer.”

Shen Lingyao stood up and answered fluently, “The background for Wang Bo writing the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng was during his journey to Jiaozhi to visit his father, coinciding with the Double Ninth Festival in September, passing through Hongzhou.”

“At that time, the governor of Hongzhou, Yan, had just refurbished the famous Pavilion of Prince Teng and held a banquet on the pavilion to entertain his officials and guests, showing off his political achievements.”

“At the time, faced with a gathering of many talents, Wang Bo felt a multitude of emotions. As a lone guest, he felt melancholic. Under the dual emotions of repression and excitement, he poured out his heart and happily took up his pen.”

A perfect answer.

Shen Lingyao answered smoothly and knowledgeably, already mastering the entire Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

Then,

Mr. Yan asked a few more questions.

Zhao Qingfeng occasionally raised his hand.

Although his Chinese grades were poor in his past life, he never managed to memorize the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

However, during the twenty years of his past life, in Shen Lingyao’s letters from across the sea, whenever she wrote about reminiscing the good times in high school, she would intentionally mention Zhao Qingfeng’s embarrassing moments while reciting the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng as a joke.

This made Zhao Qingfeng in his past life really spend some time focusing on studying the Preface to the Pavilion of Prince Teng.

So,

Now, answering it was not a difficult question for him.

Moreover, he wanted the vice principal of City No. 1 Middle School to see for himself.

What about dropping out?

I know everything!

But Mr. Yan just wouldn’t call on him.

The open class soon reached its final moments.

Mr. Yan smiled and said on the podium, “Alright, the last question is…”

Before Mr. Yan could finish,

Zhao Qingfeng had already raised his hand before anyone else.

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