General's Teacher Wife/C18 Think of Your Future
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C18 Think of Your Future

All the students quieted down and listened attentively to Qin Wei. Qin Wei looked at the quiet classroom where one could hear a pin drop, and the students who were listening carefully. He nodded happily.

"Students, you're old enough to be responsible for what you've done, and now that you can't get into college or military school if you don't go to school, you're going to have to go out and work." Qin Wei walked down and patted the sleeping student in the last corner of the fourth group.

The student looked up at Qin Wei in a daze and asked, "Who are you?"

"Student, you have been sleeping since I entered the classroom. If you are sick, you can take a leave of absence. If you are sleepy, please stand up and wake up." Qin Wei looked at the classmate who was about to fall asleep at any time and said.

The student yawned and stood up. He did not even stand up straight. He was leaning against the wall. He leaned his head against the wall and started to sleep again. Qin Wei admired him for sleeping like this.

Qin Wei reached out and patted his shoulder. He woke up again, but this time, he was not as easy to talk to as before. "What are you doing? Are you going to let me sleep or not?!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Why don't you just sleep with me?"

Qin Wei didn't mind." Classmate, it's not good for you to sleep in class. Please correct yourself. "With that, he left.

"I just said that you guys have to work in the future. I'm sure you guys don't have any good work to do."

Aitz stood up again and asked me, "How can there be no job?"

"I do, but how can you be proud of what you do? Then let me ask Aitz, would you like to sweep the streets?" Qin Wei turned around and looked at him.

"Of course I don't want to," Aitz said with disdain.

"Alright, since you don't want to, are you willing?" Qin Wei asked the whole class.

" No! "

"That's it? You don't want to do it. You want to be a senior officer, but you don't have a diploma. Which company wants you? Soldiers can only join the military school."

"Do we have to do this? There are other things that we can do." The classmate who had just slept leaned against the wall and yawned.

"Hmm, then what do you want to do?" Qin Wei asked.

"It's not bad to be a tour guide."

"Hmm, that's a good idea, but are you good at geography? Are you well-educated? By the way, what's your name?"

"My name is Crenor. My geography is very good and my culture is not bad." Crenor shook his golden hair that reached his shoulders.

"En, that's not bad. Students, it's not that I'm trying to attack you, but you don't even think about your future. Do you think that those geniuses can be obtained so easily? Do you know how hard they work behind the scenes? Genius is ninety-nine percent effort and one percent talent. If you don't work hard, you'll have to watch others climb the caldron while you'll have to look up at others from the bottom of the mountain." Qin Wei said as he walked towards the podium.

"Everyone is a genius. It all depends on whether you work hard or not. It's not your fault that you tried hard but didn't achieve the result you wanted. It only means that you didn't work hard enough."

Zha Le stood up and said to Qin Wei: "You said that hard work is genius, then why am I not a genius when I work hard?"

"That depends on how hard you work! If you work three days a day and two days a day on the net, I can only tell you that you will never be a genius," Qin Wei replied.

Zha Le sat down weakly. Qin Wei looked at him and thought that maybe he was talking about his sadness, so he comforted him and said, "Actually, studying is not as difficult as you think. If you don't understand anything, you can ask your classmates or teachers for help."

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