There is a saying that goes, the person who wronged you knows how wronged you are better than you do.

This is how Li Xiangyang feels now.

He was well aware that Dean Liu's current situation was not very good, but the problem was that he was the one who brought this difficulty upon himself.

Therefore, Li Xiangyang could only pray silently for President Liu.

As for asking him to come out and admit that all this was his plan, Li Xiangyang would never dare to do that.

There's nothing we can do about it, it's because he has such limited ability.

As the days passed, Teacher Zhang had been teaching in the Combat Department for half a month.

In the past half month, he visited Li Xiangyang almost every day and asked for advice humbly.

But over time, Teacher Zhang found that many of his ideas were quietly changing.

Now, whenever a student asks a question, he always subconsciously thinks about how Li Xiangyang would answer.

His original teaching style is gradually disappearing, and is being replaced by new ideas that Li Xiangyang has instilled in him.

Teacher Zhang no longer put on airs as a teacher, but mingled with the students.

Many times, he would even discuss a problem with the students, and when he could not solve it, he promised them that he would go to Li Xiangyang for the answer.

The students of the combat department gradually accepted the new teacher and stopped making things difficult for him.

After all, apart from other things, Zhang Qingquan himself was knowledgeable enough to serve as their teacher.

In class that day, the students raised another question.

"Teacher Zhang, what do you think the accuracy of our country's sniper rifles will be in the future?"

A cadet who had participated in the Peninsula War raised his hand and asked.

"We have seized American sniper rifles on the battlefield. Their rifles are more adaptable to wind direction, ballistics, and humidity. How long do you think it will take us to catch up with them?"

This shouldn't be part of the teaching content, but Zhang Qingquan didn't feel dissatisfied at all. Instead, he smiled and said, "Do you think the American sniper rifles are really accurate?"

"Is not it?"

"of course not!"

Zhang Qingquan slowly extended a finger, "True accuracy does not require you to consider all those extra things, but just need to hit that piece of land!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone laughed.

This answer is very much in the style of Teacher Li!

What Li Xiangyang often said to them was that if they were poor, they should strike with precision, and if they were rich, they should use extensive firepower.

Why can Americans squander ammunition so recklessly? Isn’t it because their industrial level is far superior to ours?

"Is this still a sniper rifle? It's clearly a cannon!"

The scholar said with a smile.

"It doesn't matter if it's a gun or a cannon, as long as it can kill the enemy, it's a good weapon!"

Zhang Qingquan said with a smile: "When that time comes, it will be the enemy who will say this!"

The classroom atmosphere was very harmonious, and the students and Zhang Qingquan got along more and more harmoniously.

Soon, it was time for get out of class to end.

"Everyone, I have something to tell you."

Zhang Qingquan knocked on the table.

"Teacher Zhang, you're not going to give us homework again, are you?"

Li Yunlong said with a bitter face: "I can't even remember the name of the battle assignment you assigned last time, what was it, Kuk?!"

Upon hearing this, everyone burst into laughter.

"Old Li, I've told you to study hard. That's called the Battle of Kursk!"

Kong Jie laughed.

"It's all the same, it's all the same!"

Li Yunlong waved his hand.

Zhang Qingquan watched them bickering with a smile on his face, not angry at all.

When everyone quieted down, he continued, "From tomorrow on, Teacher Li will teach you again."

"What?!"

The students were shocked.

"After this period of teaching, I gradually understand the value of Teacher Li."

Zhang Qingquan seemed particularly free and easy. At this moment, he had a sense of relief and calmness.

"What I teach is nothing more than repeating Teacher Li's ideas. In this case, it would be better for him to come to the class in person!"

"Teacher Zhang, you......"

Ding Wei frowned and wanted to say something.

"Student Ding, I know what you want to say."

Zhang Qingquan raised his hand, "I will take the initiative to ask Dean Liu for instructions on this matter, and personally invite Teacher Li back!"

Seeing that he had made up his mind, the students in the combat department all had complicated expressions.

At the beginning, they did not think highly of this old-fashioned Blues coach.

But as they got along day after day, they also discovered many good qualities of Zhang Qingquan.

For example, Zhang Qingquan is well versed in major famous battles in the world and has a rich reserve of knowledge.

Many of his insights were refreshing to the students.

"I have enjoyed my time with you all. I wish you all the best in returning home after completing your studies and serving the country!"

Zhang Qingquan took off his hat and saluted everyone.

Everyone quickly stood up and returned the greeting.

After class, Zhang Qingquan came to Dean Liu's office.

"Teacher Zhang, are you having any trouble?"

Dean Liu said: "If you have any questions, just tell me and I will make the decision for you!"

He thought that Zhang Qingquan was being ostracized by the students again and was about to say a few words of comfort to him.

Sudden--

"Dean Liu, I request that Instructor Li be transferred back to the Campaign Department to continue teaching combined brigade reorganization and special operations."

Zhang Qingquan said word by word.

"what?!"

Dean Liu was very surprised, "Teacher Zhang, do you really think so?"

Zhang Qingquan nodded. "These two courses were proposed by Teacher Li. He is the most suitable person for this job. I am just a narrator."

As he spoke, a trace of bitterness appeared on his face. "To be honest, recently I have increasingly felt that I am not a qualified instructor, but a mouthpiece."

"Without the careful guidance of Instructor Li every day, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to persist for so long."

Dean Liu looked at Zhang Qingquan and was secretly surprised to see that the gloom on his face did not seem fake.

This kid Li Xiangyang actually has such magical powers?

He and Zhang Qingquan are old acquaintances, and he knows this man's temperament very well.

But now, Dean Liu can't see any trace of his previous self in Zhang Qingquan.

How could a person's change be so great?

"Dean Liu, I will personally visit Teacher Li in front of other teachers and ask him to return to the Combat Department to teach."

Zhang Qingquan took a deep breath and said, "This matter started with me, and it should end with me."

"This is how I give everyone an explanation."

Upon hearing this, Dean Liu couldn't help but say, "Teacher Zhang, you don't have to belittle yourself. With your ability, you are not inferior to anyone else. Otherwise, I wouldn't have invited you to teach at the college."

"Dean, please just treat it as Zhang being willful for once."

Zhang Qingquan said with emotion: "This position belongs to Teacher Li!"

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