boyutpedia Chapter 257 Monk
Chapter 257 Monk
Song Tingnan didn't expect that she would be surrounded as soon as she entered the school gate the next day. Boys surrounded Song Yanchu, and girls surrounded her.
Even the boys in her class kindly helped her carry her schoolbag, all because they had inquired about her uncle.
Song Yanchu's schedule was packed. All his previous English teachers from the first to the third year of high school would step aside to let him give them more guidance.
The other teachers were teaching very well, and the teachers and students were familiar with the teaching methods. Song Yanchu refused. He discussed it with the principal and decided that he would teach English and history to three classes of first-year high school students.
Then, Japanese open classes are held during evening self-study sessions on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays, while martial arts classes are held on Tuesdays and Thursdays, allowing students to choose freely.
The students, especially the boys, excitedly spread the word that martial arts were good for their health. There were so many students that the classrooms had to be set up on the playground, and on rainy days they would be moved to the large conference room.
Regarding learning Japanese, Song Yanchu said, "Japan is a country we can never forgive. Japan is a warlike and cruel nation. We must remember the painful history of family feuds and national hatred. If we want to defeat them, all our people, especially the younger generation, must be prepared at all times. Only by knowing ourselves and our enemy can we win every battle. If we can't even understand Japanese, and someone says 'Dainipponteikoku (Great Japanese Empire)' to our faces, would we still nod and smile?"
Principal Zhang gave his full support, and everyone studied diligently. Although evening self-study was voluntary, every class was packed, and they were always asked to extend the class time.
To ensure that his classmates could get proper rest, Song Yanchu never extended the evening self-study sessions, and always ended get out of class on time.
But during morning self-study, he led the boarding students to get up early to exercise and memorize Japanese. Since it was close to the school, Song Tingnan also joined the group and became his uncle's assistant, and the name 'Brother Nan' reappeared.
After more than two months of such fulfilling days, one day Nan complained, "Uncle, I'm so annoyed lately!"
"Sigh, me too! I used to hide from people for fear of being beaten, and now that I've been recognized, I still have to hide from people!"
"Uncle, what happened to you?"
"You speak first!"
"You are the elder, please speak first!"
Seeing Ting Nan's gossipy expression, Song Yanchu stammered, her face flushing, "Ting Nan, are female students these days so open with... teachers?"
Song Tingnan circled around Song Yanchu twice. "Uncle's looks are just too damn good. A teacher-student relationship is not something I can afford to play with."
"Uncle, there are female students too? This is a big problem!"
"Sigh! I'm an old man, more than twenty years older than them, and I really can't understand what they're thinking. Why don't they use their precious time to study and instead do all this nonsense..." Song Yanchu was truly full of bitterness.
"Uncle, it would be strange if you didn't have any female suitors these days. Are there any suitable female teachers? If so, it would be killing two birds with one stone, solving the students' problems and winning the heart of a beauty at the same time."
"Song Tingnan, I never want to think about this in my entire life. I just want to teach well. Can't I be simple?" Song Yanchu was extremely annoyed. He didn't want to touch love or marriage at all.
"Alright, alright, Uncle, we need to come up with a way to solve this once and for all. How about you say your wife has passed away, and you play the role of a deeply affectionate and unforgettable husband? No, no, that might just attract even more admirers..."
"Song Tingnan, you look like a teenager but have the mind of a man in his forties. Can't you be a little more reliable?"
"Oh, Uncle, I'm just concerned about you. It's just the two of us here, so you can only discuss this with me."
Alas, worldly emotions are but a summer's fleeting pleasure, like plum soup in a white porcelain bowl, the clatter of ice against the sides. Worldly tribulations are but the bitter taste of bitter herbs on black tiles in the dead of winter, the sweet filling falling to the ground, a bitter lament. Worldly obsessions are but a thousand layers of ice on a cold winter's plain, unmovable by axes or shovels. How will you overcome this tribulation of love?
"Song Tingnan!"
Song Tingnan quickly straightened up, thought for a moment, and earnestly suggested, "Uncle, why don't we find someone to play your wife and be my aunt? That way, your suitors will give up completely, since they don't want to tarnish your reputation."
"This won't do. This isn't acting."
Song Tingnan thought it was a good idea and said, shaking his head, "Uncle, opposites attract, it's a natural law. If you insist on severing your feelings, then you can only become a monk?"