"In order to have a bite of food, Zhu Chongba decided to be a monk, and he chose Huangjue Temple not far away."

"But the monk is not that easy to be a monk. For this new little monk, the other monks in the temple treat him as free long-term workers. In addition to being a cleaner, a warehouse keeper, an oil lamp oiler, and even the dust on Buddha Jin's body also needs him to wipe it! Even so, he is still scolded all day long!"

"But he still persevered. Every lonely night, he would sit in the woodshed, look up at the night sky, and miss his starving parents."

"He is already very content. At least he can still have food now, that's enough!"

"Good days are always so short. After dozens of days, there is nothing to eat in the temple. All monks have to go out to beg for alms, and Zhu Chongba is no exception..."

Yang Ming talked about the history of the Ming Dynasty, and the content was familiar to everyone, but to put it another way, it was a story that was fascinating.

While everyone was watching Yang Ming’s lecture, Yang Ming had already returned to the office.

After saying hello to everyone, Yang Ming picked up his information bag, took another sip of water, and left first.

Walking down from the teacher building, he vaguely saw someone waving behind his car, and he raised his eyebrows and walked over.

"who?"

But the other party was small and deliberately avoided him. The two of them turned around the Ferrari. Yang Ming was on one side of the car, and the man hid on the other side of the car; Yang Ming came to the back of the car, and the other party hid in front of the car again.

"Damn, what the hell?" Yang Ming pressed the alarm button on the key with his hand when the other party came to the front of the car. The car suddenly sounded a harsh alarm, which scared the figure hiding there.

Yang Ming just walked over quickly and saw a girl wearing a gray student skirt and white stockings squatting there. He stared at him and asked, "What are you trying to do here?"

After the girl was discovered, she was not enlightened. She actually stared at Yang Ming and cursed, "Scumbaby!"

"Oh, I remember it, it's you! Pangolin!"

Tang Xin's face turned red and she spoke and cursed three times, "Scumbag, scumbag!"

After saying that, he turned around and ran away.

"Don't run! Pangolins... which class are you from?" Yang Ming asked twice without a response. He didn't take it seriously and drove away.

After Yang Ming left for a long time, the video from the history teaching and research group also came to an end, and Yang Ming was talking about the last paragraph of the second section.

"I think Zhu Chongba's gains are huge when he begs for alms, or when he begs for food these days!"

"His greatest gain lies in his transformation! He went from a child who could only watch his parents and family starve to a warrior who could face all difficulties with strength and an armed warrior!"

"If he was just a teenager at a loss before this begging, then after returning to Huangjue Temple after these three years of begging, he was already a person who was confident to defeat everything!"

"Zhu Chongba is ready to leave Huaixi where he is begging for food. Before going back, he carefully recalled the gains and losses of the past three years, then packed his bags and embarked on the way home."

"I will come back again, Zhu Chongba thought so."

When Yang Ming finished speaking, the second history class had ended, and the teachers of the history teaching and research group came to their senses, "This is over, I feel that I'm talking so fast!"

"What's the quickest? 45 minutes passed, and my stomach was so hungry that I was rumbled."

After hearing the teacher mentioned it, the other teachers realized that they had already gotten off work for 45 minutes, and everyone had finished their lunch at this time!

In order to watch Teacher Yang Ming's history class, everyone actually forgot to have lunch and forgot to eat and sleep, but that's it!

The director of the History Teaching and Research Group turned off the computer and sighed, "It's really awesome young people, but we are familiar with history. But this explanation made people want to listen to it after listening to it! Okay, let's go to have a meal first, and don't affect the afternoon work."

The teachers left one after another. Those who had no classes went home for dinner, and those who had classes went to the cafeteria.

Zhang Qiang did not go to have a meal. After listening to the class, he sat back to his desk and carefully savored what Teacher Yang Ming gave. After a while, he suddenly had his own ideas.

"Teacher Yang Ming's class is so good, but it's just video materials. People who don't watch videos cannot accept these contents. What if I convert his class into text?"

Thinking of this, Zhang Qiang immediately became busy. He didn't bother to have dinner. He first found the information of Yang Ming's history class, and then typed while listening, turning the content of the whole history class into words.

Zhang Qiang read it twice, and what surprised him was that after it was converted into text, the history class taught by Teacher Yang Ming was still so attractive!

"That's great!" Teacher Zhang Qiang's mood instantly blossomed. He slightly modified the manuscript and modified some of the colloquial content, and opened the web page to log in to the "Xiaoyujing" community.

The "Xiaoyujing" community is the world's largest Chinese online forum, which is divided into hundreds of different sectors. Whether related to life or to various industries, there are enthusiasts from different sectors, with hundreds of millions of registered people.

Teacher Zhang Qiang likes to be involved in the historical section of the "Xiaoyujing" community. His online name here is "Xiaolou Dongfeng", and he is also the deputy moderator of this section.

Although he is just a little transparent person in reality, there are quite a few people who know him online, and he is also a sensible figure in this community.

After Zhang Qiang converted Yang Ming's history lesson into manuscripts, the first thing he did was to send the history version of the "Xiaoyujing" community to let his netizens watch and evaluate it.

He now put on a title, "History can also be said in this way. Teacher Yang Ming explains history, section 1."

After he sent this paragraph, it was already past 3 o'clock in the afternoon, and he remembered that he had not eaten yet, but fortunately he did not have his class in the afternoon.

Now he went to a small restaurant outside the school and had a simple meal. After he came back, he copied the video materials of the second history class that Yang Ming gave to continue his text conversion.

It was past 5 o'clock in the evening that he had completely sorted out the text and modified it to be more suitable for viewing.

Once again, he opened the historical section of the "Xiaoyujing" community. He was surprised to find that the post he just posted has more than 30 pages of messages below, with 20 pieces per page, which means more than 600 messages.

"It's only been two hours, and it's not the time when the community is crowded at night, there are more than 600 messages left?" Zhang Qiang was also quite shocked.

After reading the messages one by one, he found that most of them thought that the Ming Dynasty was well written and had an unprecedented style.

However, there are some disharmonious voices, "It's just a sensational moment, that is, it's a little stunning at the beginning. It's impossible to last long with his technique. The next one is mediocre, and no one will read it!"

"How come you write mediocrely next?" Zhang Qiang's eyes were full of pride through the thick glass lenses. "How could Teacher Yang Ming disappoint us? Then let you take a look at this second class!"

"The same can be said about history. Teacher Yang Ming explains history, Section 2."
Chapter completed!