"..."
Ji Xiuyin's face flushed, he scratched his head, opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.
Young teachers are clearly much quicker to accept new things than older people.
At least, the language teacher on the podium was very open-minded.
During class, if students couldn't concentrate, as long as they didn't disturb others, it was allowed to silently focus their attention and cultivate Inner Qi.
After all, Inner Qi cultivation could provide extra points in the college entrance examination, and as time passed, the weight of these extra points increased.
Everything fears comparison, those traditional teachers stuck in their ways thought cultivation was an unorthodox path, just an excuse for poorly performing students who didn't love learning to slack off, believing that cultural courses were the true righteous path.
With contrasting examples, all the students respected the language teacher on the podium.
Ji Xiuyin was no exception.
