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At the end of the session, regardless of whether there were any conflicts before, the students were still very reluctant to part with each other.Lu Qiange was holding the full-score paper, and he had forgotten what happened when grading the paper. Until the paper appeared, he recalled that the teacher used his paper as a model for lectures, and he and Shu Jianqi shared one.

The test papers made by Shu Jianqi, who was at the bottom of the grade, were very ugly. Lu Qiange's papers were full of points, but Shu Jianqi lost points.

At this time, Shu Jianqi was both looking forward to and ashamed. Of course, what he was looking forward to was being able to have close contact with his deskmate, and what he was ashamed of was the unsightly scores and those messy answers.

"Jin is a heavy official, and all the extensions are resigned from famous people. They are able to write poems, and they are treated with more courtesy. Why can you translate it into: 'Jin officials have very heavy hats. As long as they go a long way, they will resign from famous people. Change to light hats and give 'em money'?"

Shu Jianqi tried his best to minimize his sense of existence, and said weakly: "I... I thought this translation must be correct."

"Heh." Lu Qiange pointed at that "Jin" and asked sharply, "Do you know who this is?"

"This... this... is a fake character, 'Jin' is the same as 'Jin'! He is from Shanxi!"

Lu Qiange laughed angrily at Shu Jianqi: "It's amazing, you know that Jin is Shanxi?"

Seeing Lu Qiange complimenting him, Shu Jianqi pursed his lips and smiled happily.

"Do you really think you can answer the questions correctly if you know a little bit? You can't write such a simple sentence of translation. I advise you not to take the college entrance examination, go home and play your video games!"

Shu Jianqi's heart sank, he rubbed his fingers and said nervously, "I...did I translate wrong?"

"After Wang Jin assumed an important official position, all the recruits he invited were literati and celebrities. Because Lu Lun was good at composing poems, the courtesy was more generous." Lu Qiange just said this once and ignored them.

Shu Jianqi took the pen and didn't have time to write, so he humbly begged: "Can I trouble you to say it again? I didn't remember it."

Lu Qiange glanced at him: "The teacher is already talking about the next question."

"Oh..." Shu Jianqi finally didn't know how to translate this sentence.

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Looking at this paper now, Lu Qiange felt ashamed.

When he was young, he didn't treat Shu Jianqi very well. The sixteen or seventeen-year-old Lu Qiange was arrogant and conceited, and looked down on all those who were worse than him in school, especially Shu Jianqi, who was at the bottom of the grade.In his opinion, people who are so poor at reading must have something wrong with their brains.The game is indeed electronic opium/film, which poisons people into stupidity. Keeping such people in school is a waste of educational resources.Anyway, he doesn't understand, and the teacher can't teach him, so it's better to go home early and play his e-sports.

"Wow! You really deserve to be God Lu! Can you get a full score in the composition?" Tian Ningzhi's voice pulled Lu Qiange back from the past, and his friend came over to take the paper to read: ""From the Valley, You Can Take a Close Look"? Hahahaha Qiange, yes! If you want me to say, if you chase Bai Fumei, you should use the courage to write essays in high school! No matter how tall he is, you can pick him off!"

Lu Qiange was thoughtful.

"What kind of nonsense idea? Tian Ningzhi, do you know that your composition in high school was too wild and unconstrained, which led to the low scores every time!" Teacher Zhang laughed.

Tian Ningzhi had a hippie smile on his face: "Hey, although I am a science student studying chemistry, can I be in the same office as you? So, arts and sciences all lead to the same goal by different routes. Only when arts and sciences complement each other can we teach good books! Mr. Zhang, Don’t you also like playing with experimental equipment?”

Teacher Zhang blushed: "Didn't you let me play? It's not serious at all!"

How could the students dare to make fun of the teacher like this back then. Now that they have graduated for many years, the gap between teachers and students has become less and more intimate. Lu Qiange stood by and watched each classmate say goodbye to Teacher Zhang, and finally felt a sense of inhumanity.The peach blossoms bloom and thank you, but the people are still those people. No matter how high or low the students are, the affection between the classmates is still there.

Up to now, he took out his mobile phone, and rarely took the initiative to say: "If you need help with financial analysis in the future, you can private message me." He didn't say the subject, which means that all students are welcome.This is Lu Qiange's rare kindness in a century!

"The iron tree is blooming! After all, it has grown taller and grown!" Tian Ningzhi patted Lu Qiange on the back: "Old Tie! Help me analyze it, how can I get rich?"

"How much capital do you have?"

Tian Ningzhi snapped his fingers and said tightly, "I'll invest with a monthly salary of [-]!"

Lu Qiange was silent for a moment, then replied, "Teach well."

"You mean I can get rich by teaching well?"

Tong Ran understood, covered her mouth and smiled, "I think Lu Dashen is telling you to keep your head down and teach well, don't daydream!"

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