Rebirth system: I resurrected millions of sheep warriors

Yang Mi looked down at the classroom and saw that the students were drowsy and few were listening to the lecture seriously.

Yang Mi's mood suddenly became depressed.

She has been a teacher for many years, and the happiest thing for her is to see the children she once taught become successful.

Yang Mi is already quite old, but she has never been married.

In her heart, she treats her students as her own children.

She can give everything for her children.

During the summer, on countless lonely nights, she would work at her desk until late at night to correct her children's homework.

Beside him was a cup of strong tea and a squeaking oscillating fan.

During the cold winter, she spent countless sleepless nights lying in bed thinking about her children's problems.

Their every move, every frown and smile affects their emotions.

Although many times, she was always so angry and wronged by the naughty children that she just wanted to cry.

But she still couldn't let them go.

There was some helplessness in Yang Mi's voice, "I know you don't want to listen to these great truths, you think they are useless, outdated, and old-fashioned.

However, these are all experiences summed up by countless predecessors. I am not tired of talking about them here today, just to let you take fewer detours and suffer less in the future on the road of life. "

"Now, turn to page 16."

Yang Chaoyue first pushed the magazine hidden in the book aside, turned a page, and continued to hide it.

Xiyue saw that there was a poem on this page.

Teacher Yang Mi held the chalk in one hand and the textbook in the other, and copied the poem on the blackboard.

The Chi-Le Song

Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.

The sky is like a dome, covering the four fields.

The sky is blue, the wild is vast.The wind blows the grass and sees the cattle and sheep.

After copying, Teacher Yang Mi put down the textbook and looked at the children.

"Stupid sheep, come and read it."

The stupid sheep was called and stood up timidly.

"Shulichuan, under the Yinshan Mountains, the sky is like a bow, covering the four fields. The sky is vast, the fields are boundless. The wind blows the grass low and you can see cattle and sheep."

"You read very well, but there are a few small mistakes."

Teacher Yang Mi spoke in a gentle voice, afraid to scare the stupid sheep: "First of all, the opening word "Chi Le" is pronounced as "chile", not "shuli". "天似qionglu", not "天似gonglu". "Long covers four fields", here, "野" is pronounced as "ya", not "ye". And the last word "风吹草低见牛羊", is pronounced as "xian", not "jian".

The sheep fool's face turned red.

Teacher Yang Mi encouraged: "However, you performed very well today, and I am very satisfied. Classmates, let's applaud the stupid Yang."

"Clap! Clap! Clap!"

"Okay, sit down first."

Teacher Yang Mi continued, "This poem is very well written. After class, all students must memorize it. During the next class, I will randomly select students to recite it."

Then he carefully explained the meaning of the poem.

With teacher Yang Mi's patient explanation, a beautiful picture was suddenly outlined.

Xiyue was originally afraid of attending classes, but under the gentle voice of Teacher Yang Mi, he gradually found these things very interesting.

Yang Chaoyue put away the "Entertainment Circle" magazine and listened to the class attentively.

The whole morning passed by without me noticing.

When the bell rang for the end of get out of class, the students actually felt like they hadn't finished yet.

Yang Mi said, "Student Yang Qiongfen, please come to my office."

Teacher Yang Mi walked out of the classroom holding the lecture notes.

Xiyue originally wanted to ask Yang Qifen in detail about what happened last night after class, but it seems he has to postpone it.

Yang Pinqi simply tidied up his desk and quickly followed.

He felt a little panicked and didn't know what Teacher Yang Mi asked him to do.