A Young Woman's Heart

Two voices rang out simultaneously in the classroom.

"Tsk, how can we not support you? Do you guys prefer geography class? Geography class is so boring, isn't it?"

"I strongly demand a geography class!" Gao Yuan shouted.

"Why? Is Guan Peng's geography class really that interesting, while my politics class is so uninteresting?"

"Teacher, politics is so boring." Liu Xiaowei, sitting by the podium, actively interacted with the teacher—he seemed to have a good relationship with all the teachers of non-core subjects, except for the main subject teachers…

"Geography and history are just for fun. To really learn skills, you have to take political classes! You think there's no politics around you? When you start working, the office is a political arena. If you don't know how to navigate interpersonal relationships and handle political situations, it'll be hard to succeed in the workplace." Wan Jianlei coughed lightly and patted the blackboard. "Oh, you have chemistry in the fourth period this morning? This handwriting... was it taught by Yao Gugu?"

"Yeah—" the students drawled out, but they seemed rather listless, like shills hired by Wan Jianlei—and unprofessional ones at that.

"Well, you guys are lucky, haha... Hey, who erased the blackboard today? Hurry up and erase it, how come the content from this morning is still on the blackboard?" Wan Jianlei patted the blackboard again.

“Teacher, let me do it.” Liu Xiaowei stepped forward very proactively.

"Good, not bad. Look, Comrade Liu has a lot of political awareness. Leaders will definitely like people like him in the future. Hey, you don't believe me? Just you wait and see." Wan Jianlei stroked his mustache. "Alright, everyone, listen carefully and learn well. This is even more important than the main course knowledge!"

"Come on, let's turn to the second section of the second lesson. Today we're going to talk about this—the basic characteristics of a socialist market economy!"

Wan Jianlei's lecture began.

It wasn't exactly funny, but at least it made the students feel relaxed.

Many people choose to listen while doing their homework.

Anyway, it won't cause any delays.

The political exam will be open-book, so it won't matter whether you remember it or not...

All you need to do is prepare before the exam.

Based on past experience in junior high school, before each exam in politics or history class, teachers would have students highlight the key points, and then just copy them down...

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Chapter Thirty-Four: 'Solo Comedy' Lesson

The first two classes on Tuesday afternoon are definitely a lot of fun.

Since both of these are elective courses, you can relax and enjoy doing what you want.

As long as you don't break classroom rules, it's fine.

The last two classes on Tuesday were not so enjoyable.

Because both of these periods are physics classes.

Although Ye Yu, the physics teacher, teaches in a relaxed and not overly serious manner, it is still a core subject, and most people still need to listen attentively. If they lose focus, they may not understand what he is saying when they come back to their senses.

It's also possible that the lectures seem simple, but when it comes to doing the exercises, you find that you have no idea how to do them.

This applies to all science courses.

However, before physics class begins, everyone can enjoy some free and relaxed time.

"Xiaoyao, what class is next?" Wang Jiale asked while rummaging through his schoolbag.

"Don't you have your own class schedule..." Although she muttered helplessly, Mo Xueyao still took out her class schedule from her pencil case and glanced at it.

"Hmm...geography and history."

"Hmm, right, I remember now. Tuesday's classes are politics and geography/history."

Although geography and history have two separate textbooks, they are taught in the same lesson.

Combining geographical and historical events makes it easier for students to remember them.

China is a vast country with abundant resources; its geography and history alone cannot be fully taught in schools.

Teaching from elementary school to high school probably only covers most of the stories from the past five thousand years, not even including the details of history.

Wang Jiale had only asked what the second period class was, but some boys in the classroom started cheering.

"Oh, oh—next class is crosstalk!"

Crosstalk class?

Mo Xueyao's face was full of confusion.

Wang Jiale, however, kept everyone in suspense. Usually, she enjoys answering other people's questions, but this time she unusually said that you'd find out in class.

Mo Xueyao, inevitably a little curious, began to feel a slight sense of anticipation.

The second lesson arrived as scheduled.

A young male teacher with a round face darted into the classroom like the wind, his footsteps seemingly in sync with the rhythm of the school bell.

"Hey everyone, good afternoon! How about it, are you excited to see a man as swift as the wind like me again?"

"Ouch—" The whole class united and booed, regardless of gender.

Mo Xueyao was momentarily dazed, almost thinking she wasn't in class but had turned on a crosstalk program from the Spring Festival Gala.

For most ordinary people in this era, the only time they listen to crosstalk and watch skits is during the Spring Festival Gala.

"Looks like you miss me a lot, huh? Don't be obsessed with me. I know I'm too handsome, I'm popular with men, women, young and old." Teacher Guan Peng tossed his head casually, then opened the history textbook on the table with one hand. "Come on, today we'll randomly turn to a page, and we'll talk about whichever page we turn to."

This casual flip seems to be entirely random.

This made Mo Xueyao admire him.

This kind of gameplay means there's no way to prepare before class.

This means that one must have a thorough understanding of all the knowledge points to achieve such a natural and effortless ability.

"Oh, not bad. I've turned to section five of unit two. Let's take a look. This is about the First Sino-Japanese War. Okay, everyone turn to this section." Guan Peng cleared his throat.

“Teacher Guan! You can cheat by randomly flipping through the pages!” But before the lecture even began, Liu Xiaowei was the first to raise this question.

Other students chimed in.

"Oh? So what do you want to say?" Guan Peng asked with interest, not feeling that his authority as a teacher had been challenged.

"We should be the ones to choose!" Gao Yuan started shouting. This slightly lewd chubby boy's favorite thing to do was to stir up trouble.

"Okay, then you guys choose."

So the students started chattering and discussing it, but couldn't reach a consensus.

"Wait, if we keep going like this, we'll waste all our class time! Our time is precious, you know. Let's speed things up and quickly choose what to teach. Okay, I heard that a girl in our class who's been absent for over a month is back in class. Where is she?"

Mo Xueyao felt like she was being targeted...

Or rather... isn't she just too famous?

It's just a month's leave... why does even the history teacher know about her...?

“Here, here—” Wang Jiale pointed at Mo Xueyao with a mischievous grin.

"Okay, let me take a look... Never mind, I'm too lazy to look at the list. This girl, well, she's probably our class beauty, right?" The teacher's words made Mo Xueyao extremely embarrassed, her face turning red to the roots of her ears.

My body was also slightly feverish.

"Mo Xueyao..." If she could, she would prefer to be praised for being handsome, or rather, dashing.

"Okay, Mo Xueyao, you can turn to any page, and we'll talk about that page, okay?"

“Okay…” Mo Xueyao’s hand trembled slightly, and the history book she picked up fell from mid-air, landing open on the desk. Just as she was about to pick it up again, Guan Peng stopped her.

"Wait—! Okay, that's it, this is the fairest way, no one knows which page they've turned to, let me see... Oh—Unit Four, Yuan Shikai's Dictatorship, alright, let's begin this lesson!" Guan Peng ran his hand through his hair, his dashing pose making it seem like he could pick up a microphone and start singing right away.

"We all know that the emperor is the most powerful person in the country, but in reality, being an emperor isn't always a happy thing. Most emperors don't have much freedom, and their work is more tiring than most workers. But throughout history, many people still want to be emperor, just for that supreme power." Guan Peng, without any preparation, began to speak fluently. This was entirely improvisation, which is why he needed some opening remarks to get into the flow. "Yuan Shikai wanted to be emperor. At first, everyone thought he could inherit the heavy responsibility of the new China. Later, everyone discovered that he wanted to be a dictator, and everyone tolerated that. But what was most unacceptable was that this guy actually wanted to be emperor!"

"Back then, the Qing Dynasty had just collapsed, and it was a new world, a new era. Continuing with the feudal system would be like going further and further out of touch with the past," Guan Peng said quickly and clearly. "According to historical records, he stole the fruits of the Xinhai Revolution. Although we say he wasn't a good person now, he was actually quite capable as a leader..."

"Hey, what kind of shady things did Yuan Shikai do?" Guan Peng coughed lightly, about to continue, when he heard Liu Xiaowei ask from the side—

"Teacher, what about Wang Jingwei?"

"Are you kidding me? We're talking about Yuan Shikai now, not Wang Jingwei, okay? Don't interrupt. Speaking of Yuan Shikai, we have to mention a poem—'Drawing the knife for a quick end, defying the youthful spirit!' Wait, that's Wang Jingwei's poem, wrong, wrong, let's use another one—"

"Teacher, teacher, could Wang Jingwei be considered to be taking a roundabout way to save the country?"

"Stop messing around, you're the worst one, a professional troublemaker for thirty years, huh?"

"Teacher, my mom and dad didn't even get together thirty years ago!"

"Those extra fourteen years were just something we made up in our past lives." Guan Peng rolled his eyes. "Alright, alright, let's get serious. Yuan Shikai, he was actually bald too—ha, that's not the point, let's continue..."

Guan Peng's history lessons are practically stand-up comedy, and he also responds to the interruptions and jeers from the students who represent the audience.

The class was so short that Mo Xueyao felt as if it had just begun, and it was already over.

This is probably the kind of class that students would be happy to have the teacher extend the class time.

When get out of class ended, Guan Peng couldn't leave at all. Five or six boys and girls surrounded him and started asking him questions about things they were curious about.

All sorts of strange questions came up, whether complex or simple, and Guan Peng was able to answer them skillfully.

Even the time between classes was fully utilized.

He hadn't left even when Ye Yu walked into the classroom.

"Ahem!" Ye Yu coughed awkwardly a few times, and the students surrounding Guan Peng immediately scattered.

"Classes are starting again so soon? Oh dear, I checked, and the next two periods are your classes?" Guan Peng asked Ye Yu.

"Yes."

"Two physics classes, not bad, pretty good. I'm off! Don't forget CS after school, I've already called everyone, don't stand me up!"

"...Ahem, class is about to start...hurry up and get going." Ye Yuxu kicked Guan Peng, who immediately burst into laughter and ran out of the classroom.

The teacher's cheerful demeanor was nothing like that of a teacher.

So it turns out teachers play video games too.

And they might even beat more than the students.

But thinking about it, it's quite normal, after all, teachers are human too.