villain king

Chapter 394 The Honorable and Dedicated People's Teacher Who Can't Get a Professional Title

Ji Yun was right on the gun.

After the holiday, the old Jitou had let go of his heavy burden, but the vigorous education mentality took root in Ji Yun again.

"Look hard and study hard, and I will take you to take the college entrance examination after you have learned."

"Father, I'm almost thirty."

"You all know that you are almost thirty? You don't even have a child, and the hard work that has been poured into you has already been cultivated into a semi-finished product. Then you practice your hands, and I will train my grandson."

As he said that, the old Jitou smoked a cigarette, "It means that your father and I became a teacher. When I was young, I had a lot of work and didn't have much time. What do you young people say now? Practicing the trumpet."

Ji Yun wiped the cold sweat off his brow, "You have more than enough energy, I understand."

"You know your grandma's legs, you know."

The way a man communicates can't be too straightforward, and Ji Yun committed this taboo.

Like a guy, you point to his nose and say, "You can't."

The other party is sure to blow his hair, and he can't wait to show you a piece of golden bell and iron skills to prove that he is very good.

But if you tell him, I can't do it anymore, he will slowly light a cigarette, put his arms around your neck, and take a long breath and say, "Oh, actually, I can't do it long ago."

Then the two hugged each other and wept happily.

In fact, Ji Yun knew the old Ji Tou quite well. He had been a teacher for more than 20 years, and he knew how to teach students every day.

As soon as he got married, he was forced to quit smoking. During the college entrance examination, the students were under pressure to smoke, so he could only go to other people's side to smoke second-hand smoke to decompress.

There is not much pocket money, and it was hidden in the globe for more than ten years, until the globe faded, and then it was sold by Yunma to a scrap collector for five yuan.

He still had to smile and say that he made a profit, the globe was given to him by his unit for free.

Ji Yun felt that he didn't need to read these history books anymore, the old Ji Tou was just a real Sima Yi.

He is too tolerant.

"I've read so many books, but I haven't seen the title Tsukatora?"

Old Ji pushed his glasses, "Zhonghu and Youlin were joined by later generations, and they didn't say that together with Crouching Dragon and Phoenix."

Immediately he patted his forehead, "I remembered when you said that, this is not a regular historical drama, and the stereotyped historical images in history books may not be conducive to your free expression."

Ji Yun put down the book with a bang, "Father! You finally came to your senses."

Old Jitou nodded thoughtfully: "So I have to buy you some commentary and folk chowder later."

"Boss Wan, you are back."

Looking at Wan Qian's figure at the door, Ji Yun almost burst into tears.

"Well, my roles are almost done. This drama is a female lead drama, and the male lead Huang Xuan has a lot of free time." Wan Qian took off her shoes, and caught a glimpse of Ji Yun who was full of mourning, curious asked, "What's the matter?"

Old Ji rolled his eyes at Ji Yun, and patiently explained to Wan Qian: "Wandering in the ocean of knowledge, I'm happy."

Then, he turned around and asked Ji Yun's opinion: "Are you happy?"

"Happy!"

"Hahahaha." Wan Qian laughed without grace, especially when Ji Yun was frustrated, she was always on the front line of gloating.

Hanging up the scarf wrapped around her neck, she took off her coat and said, "Let the bullets fly and the word-of-mouth at the box office has taken off. It hasn't been half a month, and they have already won more than 5 million."

"As expected."

"Wen Dong called me just now, and he said that you should follow Xiangjiang's propaganda."

As soon as Ji Yun's face was happy, he was facing the old face of old Ji Tou, and he could only pretend to say in a disgusted tone: "Why did you find me, I'm studying now, I really don't want to go."

As he spoke, he raised his eyebrows vigorously and winked.

Boss Wan, help me!

The surface of the ocean of knowledge is calm, but the bottom is full of undercurrents.

Old Jitou's book reserves are really good, the paper yellow ones are the same as those just opened.

I will be able to understand classical Chinese, but this f*cking Zizhitongjian doesn’t even have punctuation, and I can’t even understand the sentence breaks.

This book is older than me, and everyone says that old age is good. Why does this book torture people more and more as it gets older?

Wan Qian smiled, how could she not know what Ji Yun was thinking, "Director Jiang Wen didn't want to go to Xiangjiang, he felt uncomfortable when the reporters asked him questions."

He doesn't speak Cantonese very well, and he speaks foreign languages ​​with a Beijing accent, let alone Cantonese.

Jiang Wen's Cantonese pronunciation is almost like this
Goeng once, man four times.

Friends who don't know Cantonese may not understand it, just listen to it as an anus.

Anyway, that's what he thought.

"He said that if you go, you can attract more topics, let him talk less and show off more."

"That's fine." Ji Yun nodded immediately.

"How about we leave now?"

Old Ji rolled his eyes, "Why are you in a hurry? Let me ask you, Cao Cao recruited Sima Yi."

Ji Yun opened his mouth and answered, "Sima Yi claimed that he had wind-related arthralgia and refused to be an official. Wei Wu sent people to assassinate him at night, and Emperor Jian lay still."

"It's okay, these two days are not in vain."

As he said that, his face straightened again, "He endured Cao Cao, Cao Pi, and Cao Rui. He was really able to endure it. I don't know much about acting, but I know the difficulty of such a character with traces. It’s not high, as long as you read the literature thoroughly, you will definitely gain something. You must have gained something after reading it for so many days, he can bear it for a lifetime, can’t you bear it for a while?”

Ji Yun paused.

"Don't lose your sense of awe. Have you reached Bao Guoan's level?"

"Do you have a character that can be circulated for ten years?"

"Can you imprint your exclusive label on any character?"

After three consecutive tortures, Ji Yun was directly nailed to the spot.

A little drifting.

The foresight of the traverser allowed him to go too smoothly. Fortunately, there is a glorious teacher of the people who controls the final line.

"I'm not going, I'll keep watching."

Old Jitou smiled in relief for a second, which was accurately captured by Wan Qian.

He suppressed his smile for a moment, and had to tap it twice, "Go, look at your unwillingness, take the book with you."

He understands the principle of combining work and rest, and it may be the reason why he is struggling on the road of mixed titles.

After all, no serious teacher will take students who are about to take the college entrance examination to go out to gather.

A punishment every three years is almost becoming the school's landscape.

If it weren't for his own strength, he would have been kicked out by the school long ago.

"I'll make dumplings for you two in the evening, leave early and return early, finish filming early, get married early, and have children early."

Ji Yun opened his mouth, and when he was about to speak out, he was not in a hurry but was stared back by the old Ji's first eyes.

I'm still going to grab headlines with Wang Banbi when he releases a new song.
(End of this chapter)