"Ah! The sea is so big, ah! The sea is so wide, why can't I see the edge at a glance? Because I am myopic."

After Teacher Mars finished writing the poem, the students exclaimed immediately.

"What a poem, what a poem!"

"It's worthy of being a Mars teacher. This kind of thing makes us students really amazing."

"Teacher Mars, my admiration for you is like the surging Yellow River continuous..."

"This poem will be immortal... Oh no, it will be passed down through the ages."

"Ahem..." Teacher Mars waved his hand modestly: "It's nothing, small, small. So, now is the time for extracurricular activities. The teacher will tell you what directional thinking is. Let's ask a few brain teasers first. That... monk, get up and answer."

The monk (touched his bald head): "Teacher, just ask, you will know what is extremely smart."

Mars (…): "Well, there are four people playing mahjong. The police came, but they took five people away. Why?"

Monk (with disdainful looks): "Teacher Mars, you are too careless. I don't bother with such a lack of skills in elementary school and I don't want to play with it in the third grade of elementary school - because the person the four people played was called mahjong."

Mars (nod): Well, it's very good. Then ask you a question about the fourth grade of elementary school. There were two prisoners locked in a prison. One night, all the prisoners ran away. The next day, the police opened the door and there was another person inside. Why?

Monk: "This... Oh, by the way, the policeman went in, there wasn't there anyone inside? I'm so smart."

Mars: "Fart! Because the escaped prisoner is named Quandu!"

Monk: "⊙⊙..."

Mars: "Look, you obviously have a routine question, just change the shell, and you can't answer it. How can you be a teacher? Well, let me ask you a question about the first grade of elementary school. One night, the wolf and sheep were thrown into a cage, but the next day, there was only one animal left inside. Why? Why? Why??"

The monk immediately replied: "Because the animal's name is wolf and sheep."

The Taoist priest has unknown gender (raising his hand): "Teacher, I have something to say, I think that the sheep was eaten by the wolf, so there will be an animal left. Amitabha, sin, good, good..." (Monk: Go and die, that's my line! You who are Taoists read a p.)

Mars (nod): Alas, what a simple question, monk, what else do you have to say.

Monk: I’m going to chant scriptures.

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