Chapter 238: Gods take lessons

After all, the girl's skin is very thin. Zhou Cheng's joke made Bai Xueling's face instantly red and bright. In a shy manner, he also recognized the teacher standing on the podium as the person he ran into in the morning.

It’s not that he is shy about anything else. Bai Xueling just thought that he just told others that he was easily lost in the morning. Unexpectedly, he got lost again in less than an hour and was embarrassed in front of a teacher who was considered an acquaintance.

"Thank you, teacher!"

Bai Xueling held the book tightly with both hands, as if she was about to crush it. Then she lowered her head, found a corner in the front row, and sat down.

Zhou Cheng nodded slightly and said to the students below with a smile: "Who is late next time? Remember to learn from this classmate. First, be reasonable and concise. Second, sit in the first row when you are late. Look at you, they all run back and sit in the back. The two rows in the front are all empty. Could it be that I want to eat people? Third, if anyone still doesn't remember the road, it's better to remember my mobile phone number after class. Next time I get lost, the teacher will do a good thing and go pick him up!"

"Hahaha……"

The students below burst into laughter. There were many teachers from Sichuan University, but such easy-going and approachable teachers are rare in this era.

Today's university teachers are in a mess.

An unknown teacher is busy trading stocks every day and making extra money every day. For them, the three-foot podium is not a place for teaching and educating people, but a place for ensuring stable income. They are usually late for get out of class and drive home after class. When students have questions, they usually say perfunctory and ask questions next time.

It would be better for unfamous teachers to do this. After all, people have to consider themselves and their families, and plan for them. Famous teachers, especially those professors, are even more amazing. They don’t do serious business every day. Today, A University, tomorrow B University, and the day after tomorrow C University, they fly back and forth across the country. Most of the so-called professor-level lectures are hung with sheep’s heads and they don’t even have to sell dog meat.

Those who really stayed in school and taught and educated people steadily were the few older teachers, especially those who graduated from the college entrance examination in the years they resumed their college entrance examination, or some authoritatives who were older, but were older, but they came to class earlier than anyone else, had the whitest hair, but were more serious than anyone else.

Zhou Cheng cleared his throat, picked up the roster, and recited: "Lin Ling!"

"Come!" A boy with black glasses stood up and quietly squeezed at Zhou Cheng. It was the fellow villager Zhou Cheng met in the car. He should be a sophomore and came to his own class. It seems that the Paleolithic archaeology class is not just a freshman movie like Bai Xueling.

"Very good. Don't stand up, just raise your hand!" Zhou Cheng nodded and signaled the fellow villager to sit down.

"Wang Jiang!"

"arrive!"

"Xu Haoran"

………

Zhou Cheng turned to the second page and finished pronunciating the last name, but suddenly he increased his voice and read out the person who was the first in the list: "Bai Xueling!"

Bai Xueling, who had blushed and kept his head down, suddenly heard Zhou Cheng's sudden increase in voice. He thought he was going to be scolded, so he stood up and replied timidly: "Here, he's here!"

"Don't lower your head in class. Is the desk better than the blackboard? Sit down!"

Zhou Cheng sorted out the list of rosters, turned around and outlined the blackboard with chalk, and instantly wrote the two words "Zhou Cheng" of flying dragons and flying phoenixes.

"As your Paleolithic archaeology teacher, I will give you the same gift today!" Zhou Cheng banged the chalk dust installed on Zhongshan, clapped his hands and said.

There was a buzzing sound immediately below. The teacher was so strange. On the first day of class, he said he wanted to give gifts to students. He seemed to be a simple teacher. There were more than 30 people in the class, so how could he bring out so many gifts?

Zhou Cheng knocked on the table and signaled to An Jing: "In the future, if anyone encounters a life-and-death accident or something extremely dangerous, just call me your name three times and you will have unexpected gains!" After that, Zhou Cheng pointed to his name on the blackboard.

When the students heard this, they started chattering again. The teacher was still a person with an inflated personal belief. When the student encountered danger, he did not call the police, so he asked the student to recite his name three times as soon as possible.

College students are rational about things beyond their imagination. They smiled and nodded against their will, saying, "Okay, you must call them a teacher!"

Zhou Cheng didn't care whether everyone listened or not, nodded and said, "Okay. Class!"

Seeing that the teacher was about to start teaching, the students hurriedly opened the textbook, but were stunned. The teacher didn't bring the textbook. Could it be that he was really strong and taught empty-handedly. Without waiting for their reaction, Zhou Cheng spoke.

"I didn't want everyone to be so tired when I was in class today. I took a break and let everyone get familiar with each other." Zhou Cheng paused, "Actually, it was a very unexpected thing for me to come here today and stand on the podium of Sichuan University to teach you. But I can tell you that not all my students can make a name for themselves, nor do I have to be proud of the world. However, I can tell you with certainty that as my students, I will never regret it!"

"Well? Lin Ling, what's wrong with you?"

Zhou Cheng saw a student raising his hands below. It was Wang Jiang, the second student he had just named, just now.

"Teacher, I would like to ask you, Paleolithic archaeology is a very complex discipline, because what is involved is too far away, and it is the most difficult discipline in the entire archaeological and scientific community! I wonder, what are you going to teach us?"

Zhou Cheng has read the information of this student. He is a student from the Altay area near Kanas, a famous scenic spot in Xinjiang. It seems that although he is a freshman, he is still very interested in this subject and has a lot of courage.

"Today, I'm going to teach you some of the simplest things! As for what I will do in the future, I will arrange it for you! It will definitely refresh you!"

At this time, the student named Lin Ling also raised his hand and stood up, "Teacher, as a scholar who studies Paleolithic archaeology, I want to ask you, what do you think of ancient Chinese culture, especially ancient Chinese Taoist culture? I wonder if you have read the moral chapter of Taishang Laojun and the chaos chapter of Qinglian Taoist in Taoism in full!"

"The Taoist lineage is profound in the field of religion. As an archaeology teacher, I must have had some knowledge of spiritual culture and material culture since Paleolithic archaeology! In ancient times, spiritual culture could almost be commonly known as religious culture. As for the two Taoist scriptures you mentioned, I have never read it."

"Then what do you think about religion and superstition? Especially Chinese religion! What do you think about myths in Chinese tradition?"

"Student Lin Ling! I want to tell you, and even tell you that there is religion. You all know that Taoism and Buddhism, and even the so-called Christianity of God in the West! As for the difference between religion and superstition, it is also very simple. Belief in others is the basis of religion. Relying on others and relying on illusory things is the origin of superstition! Whether it is religion or superstition, people still have to rely on themselves!"

"Teacher, you haven't answered me yet. What do you think of ancient Chinese myths? People like Taishang Laojun, Yuanshi Tianzun, or Qinglian Taoist, what do you think of?"

Lin Ling, a child, seemed to have been deeply tempted by traditional Chinese myths! A chapter on morality and a chapter on chaos, made him know many legendary names. Although they were just one name, they were believed to be true.

"I believe! From my personal perspective, I think this world is much more complicated than what we see with our naked eyes. Maybe, I mean, maybe, standing on the podium, I am a legendary sword immortal! Or I am the one who can produce auspicious clouds on the bottom of my feet, traveling to the extreme of the East China Sea, and staying on the top of Cangwu in the evening, haha." Zhou Cheng beat him up. Lin Ling is really entangled. He won't even let the teacher go if he doesn't achieve his goal.

"Thank you, teacher, I have no problem! By the way, I believe there are gods, but I don't think the teacher can be a sword immortal!"

"Hahaha..." The students below also burst into laughter. Lin Ling is indeed brave. He should have read a lot of books, which gave him great confidence, and even the teacher's jokes can be played.

"Teacher, have you ever seen gods? Have you ever dug up some things about gods in your archaeological work?" Wang Jiang also stood up and asked. After all, in everyone's opinion, if anyone can judge whether myths exist, then the most likely person is the gods themselves, the people in power, and these archaeologists who are closest to real history. Zhou Cheng, a fake Paleolithic Age, was misunderstood by them to become experts.

Zhou Cheng smiled and said, "I said I am a god, but you don't believe it! If I tell you that there are no gods, you will be disappointed again! So what if there are gods? So what if there are no gods? I have never seen half a god come out to help after a century of national crisis. People still have to rely on themselves, rely on self-improvement, and fundamental strength of the nation, so that the nation can stand tall at the top of world civilization."

Wang Jiang: "But, I think, this represents at least the hope of a nation. It represents..."

Zhou Chengdao: "I will personally take you to some places that seem mysterious in the world. Perhaps those places will surprise you. Otherwise, even if I say there is, or there is no, you will not believe it, or you will not believe it! I will help you apply for a practical inspection. You will just register according to your actual situation at that time!"

"That's great. I think I should go and see many places. Maybe I'll find it!" Wang Jiang said, and then sat down.

Xu Haoran raised his hand and said, "Teacher, if you accidentally discover a secret book left by an immortal in the archaeology, will you let go of everything in the world, including your relatives, to practice immortality? Have you dug out any particularly valuable antiquities? I'm talking about Paleolithic."

"Although I have not made much achievements in archaeology, I can tell you with certainty. Even if I excavate antiquities, I will definitely hand over to the relevant departments. As for the first question you mentioned, I think practicing Taoism is not suitable for me."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Zhou Cheng signaled him to sit down and said:

"Archaeology is a discipline that explores history, discovers history, and analyzes history. Therefore, archaeology requires a responsible spirit, a spirit that is responsible for culture, civilization, and humanities. And in that long river of time, Chinese civilization is extremely brilliant, far surpassing Western culture. But China, which has experienced a century of shame, is no longer the prosperous era of the Han and Tang Dynasties back then. As a discipline that faces historical civilization, discovers historical civilization, and studies historical civilization, archaeology..."

Zhou Cheng paused and said, "Today, I would like to ask you a question: What is the most important thing in the revival of Chinese civilization?"

"Dingling..."

"Okay, that's all today. I'll answer this question in the next class. In the next class, I'll tell you something different. If you have any questions, you can call me, or come to the building behind the hill near Hechi to find me!"

After saying that, all the students left, and the teacher gave everyone a different feeling. Only Wang Jiang and Lin Ling wanted to call Zhou Cheng a few times, but finally stopped.

"Old Zhou..."

Bai Xueling called Zhou Cheng softly, wanting to apologize in person, but when he left, he gave up. After taking a look at Zhou Cheng's free and easy back in Zhongshan suit, he whispered slightly, thinking that it was okay anyway, so he followed.

Zhou Cheng thought about what he was talking about today. It was indeed the first time he became a teacher. Although he didn’t give a lecture, he was still a little nervous. He couldn’t just close his eyes and talk randomly on the Taoist cushion like he used to in the mythological era.

When passing by the Lotus Pond, Zhou Cheng accidentally saw a large rock on the side of the road with a few lines of words engraved. Zhou Cheng said softly with interest:

"Confucius looked at the water flowing eastward. Zigong asked Confucius, "What is the reason why a gentleman must observe the big water when he sees a big water?" Confucius said, "Water is everywhere and has no action, which is like virtue. When the flow is thundering, he must follow the principles, which seems to be meaningless, and his twilight is not over, and it looks like the way. If there is a decision, it should be as relaxed as a sound. If he goes to a hundred-foot valley, he does not fear it, and he seems brave. The master must have a flat weight, and he does not seek generalization, but seems to be straight. He is a naughty and a small way, and he seems to be observing. He goes out to enter to achieve freshness, and he seems to be good. He will have a ten thousand folds and will be east, and he looks like ambition. Therefore, he must observe the big water when he sees a big water!"

"Strange, Confucius's way seems to be the way of sentient beings, back then..." Zhou Cheng's soft doubts were interrupted by a voice beside him.

"Teacher, do you like it too? I also like this pebble carved with Xunzi's water the most."

It turned out that Bai Xueling, the girl, followed her at some point.

"Hello, classmate Bai Xueling! Are you not going to have lunch yet?"

Bai Xueling nodded, lowered her head slightly, looked at her toes, and said, "Teacher, I'm sorry, I said I was lost in the morning, but I was really lost again!"

"It's okay, just be careful next time! I have something to do, so I'll leave first. Remember the homework I've arranged."
Chapter completed!