The system asked me to be a teacher

Chapter 230 Back to Zhongzhou: Book Signing

Listening to what Bazaar said, Jiang Zhe already understood a little.

But he still asked: "So, you want to learn from Teacher Kong?"

Baza nodded: "Actually, what I should have thought of at the first moment is that the boxing skills taught by that monk are so incomplete that I haven't noticed it all the time."

After a moment of silence, Jiang Zhe asked: "Can't we wait until the National Games is over? There are not too many days left or right."

Baza shook his head: "But I can't wait any longer."

Jiang Zhe: "..."

Coach Jiang just wanted to vomit blood now, and he found that Kong Meng was his nemesis.

Because of his leap in the air, he let himself bear a malicious and slanderous name, which was absolutely unbearable for his upright personality.

An apology, an apology, Jiang Zhe thought that the matter was over, but this guy kept his trump card away without making a sound, it was simply...

Seeing the ugly face of the coach, Bazaan said in a low voice: "Brother Jiang, it's not that I don't want to participate, but because Shaolin boxing, which I know day and night, appears, my heart is already in a mess, even if I force myself to enter, I will only fail. "

Jiang Zhe frowned, and suddenly he asked Bazaar: "You only want to learn "Shaolin Boxing" from Teacher Kong, if I can ask him to get back this boxing manual?"

Bazaar said without hesitation: "Then I will stay, but this is absolutely impossible..."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, Jiang Zhe dialed the phone.

As a fan of Confucius and Mencius, Jiang Zhe had already left his contact information.

"Hey, Teacher Kong, I heard that you are proficient in a kind of boxing called Shaolin boxing? Can you teach Bazaar..."

Five minutes later, Jiang Zhe glared at Bazaar: "What are you still doing, I'll send you WeChat."

Bazaar: "?"

"He really gave it to you, it's impossible, you don't know how precious Shaolin boxing records are, and the most essential part of this kind of boxing is the use of inch strength.

Shaolin boxing without an inch of strength can only be empty-handed like me, not to mention fighting the kidnappers for 300 rounds, even I can't fight...

Uh……"

But at the same time as he was speaking, WeChat was also opened, and then a word marked "Shaolin Boxing" popped up on the chat screen between him and Jiang Zhe.

Double-click to open, Bazaar froze instantly.

Because what was recorded on the word was the boxing score of "Shaolin Boxing", and he had been exposed to it since he was a child, and he immediately recognized it as the real thing.

However, what surprised Baza was still behind. After he finished reading the text, he found that there were still notes below.

Among them, the first row is the practice and use of Cun Jin.

This made him completely unbelievable. If he wanted to come to the bazaar, if he went to Confucius and Mencius by himself, there would be a [-]% chance of hitting a wall.

He was even ready to stalk Confucius and Mencius on the floor in front of Confucius and Mencius with his bedroll on his back.

did not expect……

Next to him, Jiang Zhe shook his head helplessly: "Xiaoba, I'm not talking about you, you are good at everything, but you are too stubborn.

Yes, you may think that this Shaolin boxing is a good thing, but please don't think of everyone as you.

See the notes below, this is all the experience summed up by Teacher Kong, he also said, you should practice according to the above first, if there is still something you don’t understand, you can call him directly when he is not in class, and he will give you one by one Explanation. "

Bazaar: "..."

***
Baza wanted to learn Shaolin boxing, but it was a trivial matter for Confucius and Mencius.

Some time ago, Fang Zhenyuan learned this boxing technique from him. In order to facilitate understanding, he specially edited it into word form, and simply sent it to the other party.

"Teacher Kong, the police station is here." Director Sanbao's voice sounded.

Confucius and Mencius went in with him, because he acted bravely, so of course the treatment was different from that of petty theft.

Drinking the tea made by Director Sanbao himself, Kong Meng told the story in detail.

Director Sanbao became more amazed the more he listened, and finally said: "Mr. Kong, I want to report your deeds as a news report, as an object for everyone to emulate. I don't know you..."

Kong Meng smiled faintly: "Of course there is no problem, but I have a request."

"what?"

"I want your reports to be factual and not exaggerated."

As he spoke, he explained, "As you know, I am a middle school teacher, no matter what I do, I must set an example for my students."

Director Sanbao nodded with a smile: "Please rest assured, Mr. Kong, even if you don't say it, I will seek truth from facts.

You are a people's teacher, don't forget, I am still a people's civil servant! "

Saying that, the two of them laughed at the same time.

Kong Meng looked at the time and said, "Director Sanbao, if I have nothing else to do, I'll leave first. If it's too late, I might miss the train back to Zhongzhou."

Director Sanbao hurriedly said: "Mr. Kong, wait a little longer, and it will be ready soon, so you won't be delayed."

Just as he was talking, two policemen came in with two big bags each. Seeing this, Director Sanbao laughed loudly:
"It's finally here, Mr. Kong, this is the reward provided by Mr. Wu for treating his wife and daughter, please check it."

As they said that, the two policemen opened the big bag, which was full of bundles of hundred-yuan bills.

Confucius and Mencius were surprised: "There are so many?"

Director Sanbao nodded: "A total of 500 million, please check it out in person, if there is a mistake, we will not be responsible if we go out of this door."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Although he knew that Wu Tiandi was a rich man, he could directly take out 500 million as a bonus, which was shocking enough.

Then he thought of another question: "Director Sanbao, I remember that the kidnapper only wanted 100 million, but Mr. Wu took 500..."

He didn't say the latter words, but the meaning couldn't be more obvious.

Director Sanbao shook his head and smiled wryly: "Mr. Kong, don't ask me about this. If you really want to explain, I can only say that the world of the rich is beyond your comprehension!"

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Well, you are right.

But then he became worried again, 500 million is not too much, and it is not too much, if he takes it out in a grandiose manner...

So Kong Meng said: "Director, can I trouble you again, and help me deposit the money in the bank first."

Director Sanbao: "Ahem...Mr. Kong, if you think cash is troublesome, you can actually transfer money."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

He really wanted to ask: Since you can transfer money, you can just do it directly, why bother to let these two police brothers carry the big and small bags, isn't it troublesome?

As if knowing what Confucius and Mencius were thinking, Director Sanbao said, "I'm thinking that cash looks more shocking than a string of numbers on a bank card."

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

***
Sitting in the taxi to the train station, Kong Meng shook his head.

In fact, when he knew that Wu Tiandi offered 500 million as a gift, Confucius and Mencius should have directly refused.

But he still accepted it, because he suddenly had an idea about the money.

Soon the train station arrived, and after reconciling with Zheng Miao and others, they checked the tickets and entered the station. After all the way without incident, the group finally returned to Zhongzhou before dark.

Shanghai Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, VIP room.

Looking at his son sleeping soundly in the stroller, Wu Tiandi was full of relief.

After returning to the hospital, the hospital conducted a comprehensive examination on the son, and then the attending physician was stunned.

According to the situation described by Wu Tiandi, the son will more or less have different negative symptoms due to shock, but who knows that the result is that the son is no different from a normal baby.

This is simply a miracle in the history of medicine.

On the contrary, the wife was a little frightened, but it was not serious. As long as she recovered carefully after giving birth, she would soon be back to normal.

Looking up, Secretary Wu was waiting at the door.

After confirming again that his son was okay, he came out.

"President Wu!" Secretary Wu reported softly, "Just now there was news from Director Sanbao that Mr. Kong has accepted your thank you gift."

Wu Tian nodded, no joy or anger could be seen from his expression.

After a moment of silence, he said, "How about the matter I asked you to investigate?"

"It has been found out that Kong Meng, a native of Kongjiazhuang, whose parents are authentic farmers in the village, have been running a vineyard. Because of the excess grape production this year, his father is now building his own winery.

It’s just that due to lack of funds, most of the grapes used by the Confucius family to make wine are on credit. I think the reason why Confucius and Mencius took the 500 million is to subsidize the family..."

He spoke halfway, but was interrupted by Wu Tiandi raising his hand: "The money is my thank you gift to the person who saved my wife and children, I don't want to care about how the other party uses it, and I don't care...

You go on. "

"That's right...there are so many things in Kongmeng's family. He is an ordinary teacher in Zhiyuan Middle School. Because of his outstanding talent, Liu Yi, the director of the teaching department, thinks highly of him..."

Secretary Wu talked about the experience of Confucius and Mencius endlessly. If Confucius and Mencius were around, he would be surprised to find that what the other party said was almost the same as his own experience.

Wu Tiandi walked back and forth in the corridor of the hospital, suddenly raised his head and asked, "Zhiyuan Middle School? But Ma Zhiyuan's school?"

"That's right!" Secretary Wu said proudly, "Everyone thought that the owner of Zhiyuan Middle School was Ma Zhiyuan, but they didn't know..."

Nodding his head, through the glass, Wu Tiandi looked out of the window and muttered thoughtfully: "Zhiyuan Middle School, Zhiyuan Middle School..."

***
Back at the rental house, Kong Meng first reported to his parents that he was safe, and then greeted everyone else.

Everything in the father's winery was planned, and the school's report by Liu Yi and Xie Meixuan was considered normal.

In addition, some students asked questions, tossing back and forth, and two hours passed in an instant.

Shaking his head helplessly, Kong Meng lay on the bed, flicking his cell phone casually.

Suddenly, a piece of news came into view. The content was that Yangding Mountain was landslide due to sudden heavy rain. Affected by this, many mine veins in the mountain were damaged to varying degrees, and the Long family who was most implicated in it suffered heavy losses.

Seeing this situation, Confucius and Mencius couldn't help sighing.

Although he saved a mother and child, there are too many disasters happening every day in the world, how can he take care of it?

Shaking his head, Confucius and Mencius, who didn't think much about it, closed the message, and then lay down on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.

He returned to school the next day, and Class 1 of Senior Two also resumed normal teaching order.

In the next few days, Confucius and Mencius were still at two points and one line, and life seemed to return to normal.

The only gratifying thing is that many teachers have changed their stereotyped impressions of the students in the class of Senior 1 ([-]) due to their excellent performance in the last monthly exam, and expressed their willingness to teach.

This is not surprising, every excellent class is the object of the teacher's favorite, not to mention the double class fee for the second (1) class.

Confucius talked with several teachers in private, and he was pleasantly surprised to find that many teachers had a very high teaching level.

He drew up the list as quickly as possible and handed it over to the teaching office. He believed that it would not be long before the teachers of other subjects in class 1 of senior high school would be in place.

Although doing so would sharply reduce Kong Meng's class fees and bonuses, he knew that it was impossible for him and Xie Meixuan to be the only ones in Class 1 of Senior Two forever.

Although his own lectures are more attractive and effective, this situation may not be a good thing for the students.

After all, he is the only one who has a system in the world. If these students become dependent on him, once they are admitted to university or leave to enter the society, it will cause a serious blow.

Therefore, it is normal to have one teacher for each subject, so that Confucius and Mencius can also free up time to do other things, so that they will not be overwhelmed by excessive labor.

In a blink of an eye, it was Friday again, and when he called out that get out of class was over, the students in Class 1 (Grade [-]) did not leave.

I saw Zhen Tiehan got up from his seat, took out a red envelope-shaped item, walked over, and handed it to Confucius with both hands respectfully.

Confucius and Mencius took over his doubts and opened it, only to find that it was an invitation card with the following content:

Dear Mr. Kong:

You are hereby invited to participate in the on-site book signing conference of "Menger Education Co., Ltd." at Xinhua Bookstore on Zhongyuan Road on ××××××year.

Be sure to drop by!
The signature is Zhen Tiehan.

Confucius and Mencius: "?"

He was a little confused: "Book signing conference? What is that? Tianlong Book Club?"

This is the only thing Confucius and Mencius could think of about book signings.

It's just that if this is the case, he must carefully consider whether to go.

Combining the lessons learned from the Anxin Hotel in Shanghai last time, he guessed that if he really went, he would probably be beaten...

Hearing Kong Meng's words, Zhen Tiehan couldn't help sweating and said: "Mr. Kong, this is not Tianlong. Have you forgotten that I used our class's donation to establish a company?"

Kong Meng slapped his forehead, if the other party didn't mention it, he would have really forgotten about it.

Last time, Confucius and Mencius took part of the monthly exam bonuses to set up the growth fund for the second (1) class of senior high school. Later, many parents donated a large sum of money. Except Zhen Tiehan took part of the money and said it was to promote the 10-year compulsory questions, and the rest Didn't move much.

Confucius asked: "The book signing you mentioned doesn't mean the series of 10-year must-do questions?"

Zhen Tiehan nodded: "Of course it is a must for 10 years, otherwise what else?

But Mr. Kong, don’t worry, although the scale of the 10-year must-read questions is not large, it is a compromise due to time constraints and heavy tasks. I will definitely double the scale by next year..."

He was eloquent, when Confucius and Mencius hurriedly interrupted: "I'm not talking about the scale of book distribution, but about book signing activities like this, which are usually only available for bestsellers, right?

The 10-year must-do questions are teaching aids, so how can you join in the fun? "

Confucius and Mencius did not deliberately find fault. The root of book signing is that the books themselves are very popular with consumers, and most of them are novels, especially excellent works such as the Nobel Prize and the Contradictory Literature Award.

As for teaching aids, he doesn’t know if other book companies have them. Anyway, Confucius and Mencius have never seen them, and if he was a student, he definitely wouldn’t go there...

Zhen Tiehan smiled and waved his hands: "Teacher, you don't understand this, you only need to spend a little money and time to sign and sell books with Xinhua Bookstore, and it has nothing to do with the type of book.

Besides, why don't you know that this book is not a bestseller?
Based on my understanding of this book, as long as it appears in the market, it will definitely beat other competing products and become the well-deserved king of teaching aids! "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

Shaking his head, ignoring Zhen Tiehan's nonsense, Kong Meng said: "Then can you explain to me why this limited liability company is called Meng Er Education? You mean that I am very stupid?"

Zhen Tiehan quickly waved his hand: "How is it possible? The word Meng Er, but I drank 10 raw eggs and racked my brains to come up with it.

"Meng" stands for Teacher Kong, of course, and "Two" refers to Class 1 of Senior Two.So it is called 'Meng Er' for short! "

Confucius and Mencius: "..."

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Kong Meng felt that this guy was still teasing himself.

(End of this chapter)