This morning.

Luo Xuan has already visited the canteen, reading room, various hobby rooms, and the amazing public toilet.

Next, I’m afraid it’s time to meet Teacher Fan Jiujiu, whose name I only hear but whose face I don’t see.

Come to the school office.

Only to find that it was empty, with no one at all.

All the teachers, except for Teacher Du and Teacher Ran who were wandering around with Luo Xuan, the remaining two teachers went out to attend class.

It turns out that there are only four teachers in this mountain village primary school: Teacher Fan, a strange old man, and Teacher Du, who is full of bitterness and hatred.

Teacher Ran, who is naturally beautiful but never smiles heartily; and there is also Teacher He, who is rigorous in his studies, plunges headlong into the ocean of academics, and never cares about any changes in the outside world.

They are all people who have been severely hit outside the mountains.

Finally, by chance, Ji Xuyuan asked someone to collect these monsters and send them all to this school in the mountains so that they could continue to teach and educate people.

There are no bustling streets here, and there is no trace of the colorful world.

In this deep mountain and old forest, there are flowers, wild fruits, silent nights and fresh air all year round.

There is no intrigue here, no strife in the workplace, and no need to consider promotion or demotion.

Everyone just needs to concentrate on doing a good job in teaching.

As for personal treatment, let's talk about it. Of course it's not good, but the school can guarantee that everyone has food and clothing. If there is any sudden difficulty at home, just tell Ji Xuyuan, and the old fox will personally come out and take action secretly.

Help these teachers settle their affairs.

——Of course, if the situation is really unjust, Ji Xuyuan will sometimes stop at nothing and simply move all their family members to the mountains!

Since you can't afford to offend, why can't you still afford to hide?

Therefore, the teaching career of these teachers in the mountains is very simple and pure. There is no distinction between high and low positions in this school.

There is only a large group of weird but kind-hearted students for them to show off what they have learned.

Regardless of whether they teach well or poorly, no one will have any objections to it, let alone interfere.

This is mainly due to Ji Xuyuan. He has never been involved in the teaching work of teachers. He is only responsible for solving the school's logistical needs, such as oil, salt, firewood and rice.

Luo Xuan came to the door of a noisy classroom and looked through the glass window at the man inside, who looked to be in his early 50s. He was having a heated argument with a student: "Bullshit! The kind of calculation you just used

The method can only be classified into the category of calculation, just like selling oil, practice makes perfect.

This kind of thing can only belong to 'skills'. If you can't master 'skills', you will end up just making a living and wasting your life doing nothing.

You are now saying that the direction of specialization is only in art, with a very low ceiling, and not in ‘Tao’.”

Teacher Fan became more and more enthusiastic as he talked, and started to deviate from the topic.

At this time, he is probably immersed in his own thoughts and unable to extricate himself.

"Tao is truth, Tao is the origin, Tao is the ultimate meaning of the fundamental Tao, it can break the void, transcend common sense, control all things, and predict the future.

Forget it, I tell you too much and you still won’t understand. Looking at this world, there are only a handful of people who can enlighten themselves.

As far as I know from my observations over the years, your most beloved Mr. Ji can be regarded as a 'warlock'. He has profound attainments in strategy and professional skills.

And the only person who can scratch the surface of 'Tao' is probably the legendary Uncle Luo Xuan, whom you have heard about countless times."

Teacher Fan sighed, he looked very tired at this time.

After all, sitting and talking with a bunch of guys is like talking about philosophy with a plasterer. Talking about Hegel is very tiring.

But precisely because children are very malleable, Teacher Fan is also willing to instill some things into them in advance.

No matter whether they can digest it now or not, according to Teacher Fan's original intention, he should plant the seeds first.

In the future, if the climate and soil are suitable, Fan Jiujiu believes that one day it will bear fruit.

At this time, Teacher Fan's face was full of constipation, "Students, do you know? Compared with Taoism, the level and level of martial arts are still much lower level and cannot be put on the stage."

And the little boy around 12 years old who was arguing with the teacher, how could he understand these too profound things?

No matter what Teacher Fan is like, he has good intentions.

The boy still spoke plausibly, "Teacher Fan, you just breathed sweet things into my mouth. This is wrong.

My calculation method is quick and easy, do you care whether it is a technique or a Tao? As long as my calculation results are correct, then there is nothing wrong with me choosing this method!"

Being contradicted by his own students in public, the strange old man didn't seem to take it too seriously.

But the other party, a young man, couldn't listen to his careful guidance?

This made the strange old man very angry.

Luo Xuan clearly saw the strange old man, and he was already anxious, "Bullshit! What a bastard!"

Wang Buliu! The depth of your thoughts is still at the surface level. It's like scratching an itch through your shirt. It actually stops the itching on your body, but you don't understand at all what caused the itching on your body?

Is it fleas? Or mosquito bites?

Is it a skin allergy or is it due to static electricity?"

The strange old man threw the chalk in his hand to the ground, and scolded the young man who was also standing next to the blackboard, "1+1, you only know that it is equal to 2. But 1+1, why is it equal to

2? Why can’t it be equal to 3?

What I want you to learn is: when faced with a mathematical problem, you must first use logical thinking to look at it, rather than simply using calculation methods to calculate a result!"

That half-grown boy obviously didn't understand the inner things the strange old man said.

He replied with an unconvinced look on his face, "Teacher Fan, when faced with math problems, I can quickly calculate a correct result. How dare the marking teacher not give me full marks?"

"Points, points, points. Why are you thinking so much about how to get high scores and perfect scores?"

The strange old man got more and more angry as he talked, "Why do you want that kind of death? What I want is for you to learn internal logic, and what I want is for you to think dialectically:

Why is this question the result that it is, and only this result is correct? And other calculation results, why are they incorrect?"

The student was obviously confused by the strange old man.

I saw him scratching his head and mumbling, "Teacher Fan, what on earth are you talking about? Then tell me, is my calculation result correct?"

"Of course the result is correct! I am correct about your size!"

Old Man Fan's beard was almost twisted with anger, "Then do you understand why 3 divided by 1/3 equals 9? Do you know the internal logic?"

The little boy became increasingly confused.

Because according to his calculation result, 3÷1/3 is obviously equal to 9!

But why does Teacher Fan in front of him always struggle with logic and illogicality?

Why do you care so much?

As long as the calculation result is correct, which marking teacher would dare not to give points?

Just when Teacher Fan was about to run away, Luo Xuan Shi Shiran walked into the classroom.

There is a very simple math problem on the blackboard:

3÷1/3=?

As for the student who was brought to the stage by Teacher Fan to answer the question, he solved the question according to the methods learned in our traditional education model.

3÷1/3=3×3÷1, the result is of course equal to 9.

You might say there are problems with this problem-solving method, but in fact there is nothing wrong with it.

Just because our traditional teaching method emphasizes a quick calculation result, this student solved the problem according to this way of thinking, and the result was correct.

But he has a fatal flaw: In fact, as Teacher Fan said, students who use this method to solve problems will only calculate one result.

Without knowing the truth and logic contained in it.

That is what we usually say: we only know what is happening, but we don’t know why it is happening.

Luo Xuan entered the classroom. Teacher Fan suppressed the anxiety in his heart and just stood there quietly looking at Luo Xuan.

Just because in other schools, when leaders such as principals and deans come in, teachers usually consciously hand over the leadership of the classroom to the leaders.

There's nothing we can do about it, the status of both parties is not equal!

Like the dean, of course he can't fire established teachers, but he can just give him a pair of shoes of a smaller size, which is really uncomfortable for people to wear.

What's even scarier is.

Teacher Fan has also heard that in some private schools abroad, the school board of directors is here, so how can the teachers still do whatever they want?

It is said that in some private schools, if the big boss on the board of directors says, all the hired teachers will have to pack their bedding and leave on the spot.

In a sense, the biggest financial backer of this school in the mountain village is Comrade Luo Xuan. He is originally the top boss who belongs to the school board of directors.

His status is still above that of Mr. Ji Xuyuan Ji

If you can't afford to offend, how can you afford to offend?

Teacher Fan has a tough head, but he is not really stupid, let alone a fool.

He had already experienced great terror outside the mountains, but Ji Xuyuan finally managed to get him to this remote mountain primary school to continue to be the coach.
To be continued...