Chapter 3 Classes
In the first semester, there are four main courses, Deng Theory, Advanced Mathematics, Drawing, and English. After a week of study, the students gradually felt that these four teachers are quite distinctive.
In order to keep the students from falling asleep in class, the teacher subscribed to nine newspapers at his own expense, as much as possible to talk about some extracurricular knowledge, and also quoted the words of a history professor in the CCTV Baijia Forum, that is, students sleep in class, and they can't blindly rely on students not to study well, but to find reasons from the teacher's own teaching quality, if the class is very vivid and attractive, then it is difficult for students to sleepγ Gradually, the teacher has exhausted some Jiang Lang's talents, and the extracurricular knowledge gradually decreases, and there are often repetitions. Thinking about it again, it's no wonder that there are so many interesting extracurricular things to talk about, after all, Mr. Deng is not a cross talk actor, and his ability is limited! In the end, he simply returned to the textbook completely, like Mr. Private School in the feudal period, he took the textbook and read it on it, and we drew it at the bottom. As a result, more than half of the students slept in the first half of the class, and after the head teacher finished the roll call in the middle of the break, there were only a few people left in the second half of the class.
The English teacher is a standard foreign college top student, in addition to substitute for the junior college but also for a large company to do part-time translation work, people look mature and standard, dressed in fashionable and sexy, born with an announcer-like magnetic voice, so that the boys always feel itchy, and from time to time wear some sexy low-cut T-shirts, low-waisted jeans, dressed mature and avant-garde, people are haunted by dreams, imagination. As early as the first class, those bold male students asked the teacher's phone number, QQ number, and MSN, and their mouths were full of grievances, "This foreign language class is really too difficult, only by contacting the teacher more, and putting forward and solving the problems that you don't understand in time, can we learn this course well!" This made some of the female students in the class very jealous, after all, the class time is very short, the problems encountered in the homework need to be solved after class, and every time they call the English teacher to solve the actual problem, it is always busy. Gradually, they came to appreciate this beautiful and gentle English teacher. As a result, most of the girls were asleep in the first half of the class, and after the middle break was finished, there were almost no girls in the second half of the class, and the boys who did not grab seats in the first half of the class moved from the back row to the front row. Some lustful people, their eyes keep wandering over the teacher, from top to bottom, from bottom to top, and even throw their pens and notebooks on the ground again and again and pick them up, so that they can feel the teacher's beautiful lines and sexy posture more clearly.
If the English teacher is called "Sister Liang", then the high math teacher is a "handsome guy", and the high math course only started a month after the opening ceremony, which adds to its mystery, and the appearance of this teacher makes the students' eyes shine. He is of medium stature, with an academic square face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a high nose bridge, a full and broad forehead containing wisdom and chic, a neat partial head full of gentlemanly demeanor, looking at the age of thirty years old, mature and steady, sophisticated and impregnated with tenderness. It makes people quickly think of the intellectuals hiding in the ivory tower. He uses fluent and enthusiastic language to explain a variety of example questions, quick thinking, rigorous logic, from formula derivation to example problem explanation to special case analysis, can be described as a one-stop synthesis, and finally do not forget to explain the questions to be involved in the exam in detail, the most comforting thing is that he always publishes the homework answers on the Internet in a timely manner, so as to leave them for the reference of students. Soon, the students became familiar with this concise learning process, and were deeply attracted by the personality charm of the senior math teacher, especially the sentimental female students, who also observed some details very well, they noticed that the teacher writes with his left hand, and usually likes to say words to cheer up the students when he lectures. For example: "Advanced mathematics is not difficult, the difficulty is in the foundation of junior high school and high school, mathematics learning is actually a model, any example problem, as long as you are familiar with its pattern, you will be able to solve it." β
The drawing teacher was a little exaggerated, with an ordinary dark trousers, a black uniform, and a rubber band to tie his long hair high. Square face, big nose, big eyes, small mouth, speaking slowly, singing and sighing, often carrying a soft cloth bag in his hand, and this neat classroom and high podium are very incompatible, if she is put in the vegetable market, like a housewife, it can be seen that life must be a good hand. I still speak with a pure southern accent when I start the class, although the speed of speech is slow, but it is not easy to understand, and the logic is not strong, and sometimes when it comes to the third chapter of the class, most of the students feel that the first chapter is not finished. As soon as she gave a lecture, a female classmate held a meeting with the surrounding classmates in the back, but she stopped talking, and the girl also stopped. As soon as she spoke, it was more lively than her. The drawing teacher has a very good temper, and at most he will say a few words without pain: "Our classmates are so big, no need for the teacher to talk about it anymore, if you don't like to listen to sleeping on the table, no one cares about you, try not to talk, it is not good to affect others to listen to the class, I will talk in front, you say in the back, then we can't sing against each other?" In the end, the teacher simply didn't care.
The days are unremarkable, how to repeat and how to repeat. I work during the day, attend classes at night, do homework on my days off, and take time to surf the Internet at night to chat with my classmates in the QQ group. There are many ways to pass the time, life is full of emptiness and boredom, and my age is quietly growing in a busy and repetitive life, looking at the gray hair of my parents' temples, I will occasionally realize my responsibility. Relatives are also rushing to introduce girlfriends to themselves. I have no choice but to go to see it, pretending to be enthusiastic and doing all kinds of acts that cover things up, and I feel disgusting against my will, and after hastily finishing the incident, I continue to devote myself to the above repetitive life, speaking psychologically, but where there is no object for an excellent girl of this age, a girl who has to be introduced at this age, to put it bluntly, it is either a problem with personality or people have a few leftovers, I won't hold out much hope. The family conditions are not very good, the housing prices are frighteningly high, with his meager salary and the savings of his parents, he can only consider buying a small house with a "knife handle" to live a snail's life.
The place of residence is very close to the school, and every time I go to class, I come out a little earlier, so I can always grab the first few rows of seats, sit in the first row, and I can't stand the chalk foam that floats over when the teacher wipes the blackboard, and my eyes are not very good when I sit too far back. Xiaoling always likes to let me take a seat for her, and their unit gets off work late, although there are several beautiful girls who have sweet voices again and again, asking me, "Big brother, is there anyone next to me?" β
She always came in from outside after 10 minutes of class. Wheezing and said, "The road is jammed with traffic, there is no way." β
"Then you should come out a little earlier!" I said unremittingly.
"The unit is late for work. She put her schoolbag on her desk, took off her coat, took out her textbook from her schoolbag, and asked, "How many pages have you reached?" β
"Page 58!"
"What's wrong, the content of my book seems to be different from yours. She asked curiously.
I looked at Xuan with a side face and didn't faint, it was originally a high math class, but she did turn out Deng Lun's textbook, and I said impatiently: "Sister, today is a high math class." β
Her reddened little face smiled, "Alas, my brain was too anxious when I came out, and I thought it was Deng Lun's class, and I didn't bring a high math textbook." β
"I can't help it. I pushed the open high math textbook to her, "Let's read it together." β
The handsome guy played vividly on the podium, fully showing his rigorous thinking and chic derivation process, I saw him holding chalk in his right hand and writing quickly from left to right, and then using his left hand to write from right to left, using his right brain for a while and his left brain for a while, explaining the boring formulas and application examples vividly and interestingly, and the girls below stared at his fair face with a pair of curious eyes, and waited for him to sign in the name of the question when the class ended.
"Look at how chic and masculine the high math teachers are!" she whispered.
"If you like people, find a way to get close to them. I said with a smile.
"You are a person with complex thoughts, such an innocent teacher-student relationship, where do you want to go. β
Just when we were moved by the charm of the high math teacher, the bell rang for the end of class, and we saw a young girl outside the door waving to the high math teacher, and the high math teacher hurriedly walked out of the classroom without waiting to say goodbye to the students. The girl looked at her age at twenty-four or five, with long hair and a shawl, a pair of high-waisted purple boots, tight brown leather boots and pants, a milky white open one-piece down jacket, and a tight purple sweater with a mature atmosphere inside. The curious squad leader went out to secretly collect information, and when he came back, he fed back the information to the curious girls, and the squad leader said mysteriously: "The high math teacher hugged the girl downstairs, and the girl still came by car, it seemed to be a red Maxima, and the two went straight to the city after getting in the car." After hearing this, the girls shouted in disappointment: "The class leader is so boring, he likes to inquire into other people's privacy." The squad leader said impatiently: "I'm good for you." The girls shouted in unison: "Who led you to this love!"
Xiao Ling smiled at me and whispered, "The squad leader is so stupid." β
"Hehe, how can you be a squad leader. β
In the silent night, under the bright moonlight, two small figures appeared on the back street path.
Xiaoling pushed the cart and asked, "Are you also like a girl who wants to lose weight, why don't you ride a bicycle?"
"My family lives not far away, as soon as I cross the Fenghua Bridge in front, there is no harm in young people exercising more. β
She asked curiously, "Then what hobbies do you usually have?"
I thought, "Let's play games online, I'm a little tired of having fun." Let's watch TV, I don't feel like there are any good programs lately. Read the book, there are too few classics in Chinese. Let's watch the movie, domestic films are getting more and more rubbish. Let's go shopping, and there are no beauties to lose, and I am walking alone on the commercial street, and I am afraid of girls' jokes. Call your friends, they're busy. Let's talk to your parents, the generation gap between the two generations is too big and there is no common language.
She was a little depressed: "Having said that, what do you like to do?" Don't sell it. β
"My biggest hobby is counting tickets. β
She smiled and said: "You don't just like counting votes, but people all over the world like it." β
"I like it better than they do. β
She quipped, "Then you will change careers tomorrow, go to the bank as a cashier, count the votes every day, and most of the ones that come out are your own." β
She gushed about interesting experiences. She said she likes to listen to the radio.
"Do you know that Galaxy Entertainment has a happy magnet program, that host is so interesting!"
Her eyes lit up: "Yes, that host is so humorous, I used to listen to his shows a lot." Later, I was too busy to take care of it. β
I mysteriously explained to her: "I remember one time, the host invited two enthusiastic viewers to do a simulated sales game, a man and a woman, to sell a watch, to see who sells to each other the fastest, the boy came first, the boy is about to wear out his mouth, saying how good the performance of this watch, how cheap the price is, for 10 minutes, the girl shook his head again and again, and the boy was so anxious that his face was red and his neck was thick. In the end, the host hit a disc and said forget it, or change one by one, and the girl will sell it to the boy, but the boy bought the watch in less than a minute. The girl only said one word to him, guess what?"
She couldn't wait to ask, "What's that, don't keep selling off, say!"
"The girl said to the boy: There is a gift to buy our company's watch, buy a watch, give a three-bedroom house, buy it or not? β
She couldn't help but laugh out loud, "Hehe, there's a way." β
The host patted the boy on the shoulder and said with a smile, is it a game anyway, it's not real, if it's true, it's a loss to sell it like this. What do boys need most, they need a house to marry a daughter-in-law, but now the housing prices are so high. Alas, it's still a girl who has a talent for language!" Looking at her innocent and happy smile, I also had a hint of happiness in my heart.
Crossing the back street, we said goodbye and watched her back as she rode away gradually disappeared into the endless night. I walked straight home.