Xueba's speech is unique, the essence of the classics, the classics of the essence, Yao Jiali praised loudly, Zhuo Yilan almost said it too well.

"And then, and then?"

Yao Jiali asked her to continue.

Zhuo Yilan is really a top student, and finally added: "It's like the black girl I was looking forward to in my heart." ”

"That's a good point! Look at the eldest lady of the Zhuo family, this good family environment and high-quality family, the children taught are different, that is, they can speak. ”

Yao Jiali praised Zhuo Yilan vigorously.

Ouyang Zhiying, who was sitting on the side, listened uncomfortably again, what is a high-quality family?

When he was young, he did whatever it took to make huge profits, which is called high quality?

Yao Jiali left Zhuo Qinfeng selfishly, and when she got old, she came back to find Zhuo Qinfeng, this is high quality?

Xi Mengyao and Cha Basin mixed together, fought hotly, cheated on Zhuozhi behind their backs, and then found out that Zha Basin didn't love her alone, and threw herself into the arms of a man much younger than her, and the two eloped, which is also called a high-quality family?

Ouyang Zhiying is very familiar with these entertainment news.

He finally stood up and asked, "Teacher, I don't agree with your statement. ”

Yao Jiali was stunned and looked at him.

"Ouyang Zhiying, don't make trouble, just listen carefully. ”

Yao Jiali's eyes, through the window, glanced at the living room, Zhuo Qinfeng was still there!

Ouyang Zhiying was still standing, unconvinced.

"Teacher, a person's singing level and comprehension ability have little to do with the family, and it has little to do with the quality of the family members. ”

Ouyang Zhiying just listened to Tong Yue's words and spoke honestly and tactfully, which was already his limit.

Ouyang Zhiying waited quietly for Yao Jiali's answer.

Yao Jiali looked at him, with a sneer on the corner of her mouth, and in just a few seconds, she smiled again and said: "Yes, it doesn't matter much, but in the artistic atmosphere of childhood life, can a child from such a family not be influenced by art? Like our Zhuo Yilan, a mother who has been an actress since she was a child taught her how to act." ”

"Teacher, isn't it, right? As far as I know, Xi Mengyao had already left the showbiz at that time, right?"

Ouyang Zhiying knew the news of the entertainment industry well, Yao Jiali was stunned and completely out of control.

She glared at him fiercely, whether it was Zhuo Qinfeng's person or not.

"Ouyang Zhiying! Don't make trouble! Xi Mengyao can't teach courses after leaving the showbiz? Also, Xi Mengyao has now made a comeback, and her fame is not small, and she is often partnered with Ouyang Yangyang! Zhuo Yilan's family conditions are better than yours! Other people's singing qualifications are better than yours!"

Yao Jiali was really angry, she didn't want to face Ouyang Zhiying, she really wanted to give Zhuo Qinfeng face.

However, Ouyang Zhiying doesn't know what to think? He always asks some inexplicable questions, some questions that are not related to his singing career!

"Teacher, if I look for you to say this, I already know that my sister is Ouyang Liangying, the national goddess who is more popular than Ouyang Yangyang, isn't that my family conditions are better and my qualifications are higher?"

This one......

Yao Jiali was speechless.

She never thought that everything was correct, and she couldn't refute Ouyang Zhiying's words.

What Ouyang Zhiying said was the truth.

The existence of Ouyang Liangying made her speechless.

Yao Jiali simply stopped talking and changed the topic.

"During class time, we don't discuss the issue of family conditions, let's continue to lecture. ”

Yao Jiali's eyes always glanced at Ouyang Zhiying.

Ouyang Zhiying didn't say anything, sat down, serious, not afraid, and looked at Yao Jiali.

On the contrary, Yao Jiali felt dazzling, and she shifted her gaze.

Yao Jiali looked at the other side of the classroom and continued to tell the story of the black girl, "Where is she? Can she come back and put on a beautiful new makeup for Pingxiang?"

What is Yao Jiali talking about?

Ouyang Zhiying felt that there was a feeling of incomprehension.

At first, Ouyang Zhiying thought that there was really something wrong with his cultural quality, but later, he found that everyone began to doze off.

Some even snored.

Yao Jiali felt very defeated.

She thought for a moment and took the form of a question.

After the end, the students were not interested at all, but they didn't dare to sleep.

Because I am most afraid of answering Yao Jiali's questions.

All the students listened attentively.

Yao Jiali is very interesting.

She was smiling again, as usual.

She said vividly: In life, some things, big or small, are not something that you don't want to think about, human behavior can be controlled, and consciousness is often difficult.

Ouyang Zhiying listened, is she lecturing? Is this a music lesson?

Ouyang Zhiying actually felt that she was not interested.

Yao Jiali didn't realize it at all, and still said: There are some words that you will not forget after hearing them, and there are some people who can be erased from your memory if you don't say goodbye, and there are some things that you don't want to forget, so you can no longer stay in your memory from now on...... Just like the thin black girl with black hair, black eyes, and black clothes in my childhood memory.

Just like the black gold that once burned in every house, the entire city of Pingxiang was once soaked in black dust.

Ouyang Zhiying finally held back and didn't say anything! He thought, this might be his last lesson here.

Yao Jiali said, I remember someone said: "If the memory of this thing has a smell, it is the fragrance of camphor, sweet and safe, like remembering the happiness clearly, sweet and melancholy, like the sorrow of forgetting." ”

it! What is it?

What is Yao Jiali talking about?

She's sick in the head, right?!

Suddenly, Yao Jiali stopped, she cleared her throat and took a sip of water.

Then he looked at the audience and said, "Next, please ask a classmate to translate the meaning of this paragraph!"

As soon as Yao Jiali's words fell, the classroom was quiet, surprisingly quiet.

None of them like to answer questions.

Music lessons, speaking to answer questions?

However, Zhuo Yilan is a scholar, so he still raised his hand.

"Okay, Zhuo Yilan, you can answer, what did I mean by what I just said?"

Yao Jiali looked at Zhuo Yilan very comfortably, with a smile on her face.

Zhuo Yilan smiled, very well-behaved and cute, and replied: "What the teacher just meant was that my memory, if there was a smell, it was the breath of a black girl, sweet and slightly green, that was the smell of Ugin coal, choking and slightly earthy, such as remembering the happiness of childhood, remembering the warmth and beauty of the moment when my mother elegantly used tongs to pick up the red-hot coal. ”

As soon as Zhuo Yilan's words fell, a thunderous applause rang out from below the classroom.

Yao Jiali didn't know how happy she was in her heart.

After the end, Yao Jiali's lecture became more energetic, and she continued: However, in this world, there is no history that can be returned, just like there is no depleted energy that can be returned, and everything has changed beyond recognition in the past. The only thing I can go back to is the memories that exist in my heart, so what's the matter?

Perhaps, yes, look at Pingxiang in the new era, that day is blue, the water is green, the windows are bright and clean, and the hometown is full of beautiful scenery.

At this time, Ouyang Zhiying yawned, it was too boring, these things, you can listen to the Chinese teacher every day, why do you want her to say it here?

This costs a huge amount of tuition, and it's here to listen to the nonsense of an outdated singer?

Ouyang Zhiying felt that Yao Jiali couldn't teach at all!

In the whole classroom, it was unusually quiet, Ouyang Zhiying yawned, raised his head, looked around, and swoon! These grandchildren were lying on the desk, with a book standing in front of them, opening their mouths, breathing, and making a hearty sound like a pig sleeping.

There are also a few who occasionally look at their hands that are a little worse than their hand models, occasionally holding their chins, looking at Yao Jiali, or looking at the direction of the wind outside the window, their eyes are confused and fuguing.

The rest all lowered their heads and looked at the books, Ouyang Zhiying glanced at them seriously, why do people love to learn so much?

It turned out that there was a reason why there was a mobile phone on the top of the book, and the students held a pen in their hands, and very skillfully, they flicked the mobile phone screen with their index fingers.

Indeed, the half-dead ghost weather in W City is not as exciting as the world in the mobile phone compared to the self-absorbed music lessons of the half-aged!

Ouyang Zhiying looked at Yao Jiali, Hang Erlang smiled, lowered his head, took out his mobile phone, hid behind the book, and played a few Ultraman monsters. Yao Jiali didn't understand what Ouyang Zhiying meant, there was no need to deal with this kind of relationship!

Yao Jiali didn't care about him, and she didn't care about Zhuo Qinfeng's support, she continued to talk about her most wonderful class.

Yao Jiali smiled and said: "The whole lyrics, while recalling, looking forward, losing, praising at the same time, and finally sublimating, fully express my passionate love for the beautiful Pingxiang in the new era." ”

Bullshit!

Ouyang Zhiying was playing the game, and he also heard it, cliché!

It's all clichés!

This class is long, and it turns out that the art class is even more boring than the Chinese class at school.

Ouyang Zhiying finally stayed up until the end of class.

He stretched his waist, so tired!

TMD is a tough class!

Ouyang Zhiying picked up the book, ran out as if fleeing.

"Zhuo Qinfeng, let's go. ”

Ouyang Zhiying rushed over and said to Zhuo Qinfeng.

Zhuo Qinfeng?

Zhuo Qinfeng was stunned for a moment, what did he call him?

A child, named by name?

It's really uneducated! No wonder, that woman doesn't have a good impression of him!

"Can you go?" Zhuo Qinfeng!"

Ouyang Zhiying was stunned when he saw Zhuo Qinfeng, and urged again.

"No, Ouyang Zhiying, you are a child, how can you call others like this?"

Zhuo Qinfeng still patiently told him, if it weren't for Tong Xiaoyan's aunt Tong Yue to take care of him and send him home safely.