Chapter 205, you wore the white shirt I liked, but I can only say I'm sorry!

"Give a big lesson to the entire first grade?" Fang Yan asked with a surprised face.

He is no stranger to the big class model. Moreover, this type of class is very common in universities. Find a large lecture hall where students from several classes in the same grade level are brought together for unified teaching. Save professors' time and labor costs.

However, Suzaku is a high school, not a university. What a big class looks like in college, Fang Yan knows it clearly.

Free, casual, the sign-in rate is extremely high, and the number of people who arrive is very small. Very few students are serious about it.

For example----- whether to get up at ten o'clock or eleven o'clock in the morning, for example, whether to eat braised eggplant or casserole rice noodles at noon today, for example, to fight with the two fools in the next dormitory, whether to stick a note on their faces or let them shout XX I love you----- most of them are not good-looking Internet celebrities.

If the big class mode is started in high school in advance, and the students are suddenly liberated from the high-pressure state, can they still retract their hearts and concentrate on studying seriously?

"Yes. Zhang Shaofeng nodded seriously. "First, your Fang Clan's teaching method has already achieved initial results in Class 9, and even Class 1 has been surpassed by you. If you want to promote it on a school-wide scale, the large class model is a very good choice. Think of it as a pilot in advance. Second, we can completely stifle the idea that parents of students are frequently active and want to jump from other classes to class 9 if they are mentally unstable-----.

"I give a big lesson to the whole age, what about the other Chinese teachers in the first-grade Chinese group?" Fang Yan asked aloud. Obviously, this is a job that offends people.

Fang Yan gave a big class to all the students in the first grade, how could other Chinese teachers be embarrassed?

"They still serve as language teachers in their classes. You will have four large classes a week, and the rest of the time will be led by the Chinese teachers of each class. It hasn't changed much from before. It's like writing a novel, you make the outline of the story, and they lead the students to write according to the outline. ”

"I don't think students are comfortable with this way of learning------"

"Teacher Fang, when you just brought the students of Class 9 to Que River to learn poetry, except for Director Lu Chaoge, all of us felt that the students were not suitable for that way of learning, and your behavior was ----- nonsense. However, it turns out that our vision is still too shallow. You succeeded, you proved your worth------" Zhang Shaofeng, the old fox, is very persistent.

"Principal, our school doesn't have a classroom that can accommodate four or five hundred people----- Fang Yan said. There are eleven classes in the first grade, and according to the calculation of forty students in each class, there are at least four or five hundred students. Although Suzaku High School is very wealthy, it was never thought of preparing several lecture halls for large classes when it was built.

"I've thought about it. We have a school auditorium that can accommodate more than 200 people, and we divide the students of 11 classes into two halves and lead half of the students to attend the lectures at a time. ”

"Headmaster, is this really appropriate?" Fang Yan asked uncertainly.

Zhang Shaofeng looked at Fang Yan with a firm look in his eyes, and said, "Teacher Fang Yan, what are you worried about? I'm not worried, what are you worried about? And, if you succeed---- you'll be the first person in the entire flower world high school world. If the effect is not obvious, we can just cancel the big lesson. There won't be much to lose either. Isn't that right?"

"When is the big class scheduled?" Fang Yan asked.

"Oh, I've got you ready. The four classes are scheduled for the evening self-study time on Monday and Friday------ after all, you can't delay the normal class time during the day. ”

"Headmaster. Fang Yan's eyes widened. Isn't this making myself work overtime?" "You just said that Director Lu wants me to do my job well. Can't schedule too many tasks-----"

"Yes. That's what I said. However, Director Lu also told me, let me actively cooperate with you to promote Fang's teaching method----- you see, Director Lu is really partial to you. She doesn't call this teaching method the Suzaku method, but puts all the credit on your head. Teacher Fang Yan, shouldn't you do more work to repay Director Lu for his love for you?"

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Zhang Shaofeng took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said with a smile: "Teacher Fang, we will give you a suitable make-up fee." ”

"Principal Zhang, I'm not a teacher for money, I just like to be with students-----"

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The afternoon sun was warm, and the wind blew through the rows of stout poplars. The branches and leaves swayed, and one by one, two leaves broke away from their mother and flew in the air. They may have been scared, but they have gained freedom and the sky and the sea.

There was laughter and laughter on campus, students gathered in groups to chat and talk, there were people playing football in the playground, and people singing in the woods.

Such a time is quiet and beautiful, and it makes people feel refreshed.

"This life will soon no longer belong to us. Jiang Qin said with a sigh. There is regret and reluctance on his face.

"But we're going to have a much better life. Yuan Lin said. "Everybody is leaving. It's just that we're going to leave early----- have you thought about it? We're twenty-six, and our learning isn't the best in school. Frankly, we don't like learning at all. ”

"Although I promised Teacher Fang that we would be admitted to Suzaku High School in the future, and we would be admitted to the class he taught. But can we really do it? How many middle schools are there in this city? How many students are in these dozens of middle schools? How many schools are better than us?"

"What if we get into Suzaku? We compete with more and better students. Learning Chinese, learning mathematics, learning history, learning English, learning courses that we don't like and may not use at all---- what are you going to do after graduating from high school? Have you ever thought about what you want to do after college?"

Jiang Qin looked at Yuan Lin in surprise and said, "Yuan Xiaolin, are you thinking too far away?"

"It's far away. There is one year left for the high school entrance examination, three years in high school, and four years in college. There are at least eight years left to waste---- and if it were before, we certainly don't have to think about it nine years from now. How nice it would be to go to class or skip class to go shopping or sing as before, carefree? But now that there is a great opportunity in front of us, we have to think. ”

"I love singing, and so do you. We went to learn vocal music, to learn guzheng, flute, dulcimer---- do you remember? Last time when the two of us walked to the door of the Regal Building, you saw a dulcimer teacher recruiting students, and you said that you really wanted to learn, but the fee was too high. Wouldn't it be great if we were willing to help in the summer, ---- we would be the best people in the field? Why can't we take this opportunity?"

Jiang Qin looked at Yuan Lin and said, "I have always thought it is strange, the conditions in your family are so good, why do you have to be a star? Even if I can't read Suzaku, you can find a way to get in." Even if I can't find a job after graduating from college, you don't have to worry about such a problem---- why do you want to be a star?"

"Because, I want to be a different person. Yuan Lin said with a smile. "My dad was a businessman, and my mom was a businessman. So, I'm going to be a different person than them. People who are different from many, many people in this world. When Americans mention Chinese kung fu, they will think of Bruce Lee, and when they mention the guzheng, they will think of Yuan Lin----- is this a very proud thing and worth paying for?"

Jiang Qin laughed and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind. I just don't know if I can convince your parents------"

"Definitely. Yuan Lin said firmly.

Just then, someone shouted, "Be careful. ”

Syllable!

A soccer ball came galloping and hit Jiang Qin in the chest.

Jiang Qin screamed 'oops', retreated again and again, and was almost knocked to the ground by the football.

A boy ran over quickly, looked at Jiang Qin with a panicked face, and said, "Classmate, are you okay?"

Jiang Qin clutched his chest and couldn't speak, Yuan Lin stood up for his good friend, and shouted: "Hey, how do you kick the ball? The goal is so big, you kick it to others, are you sick?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry-----" the boy apologized desperately. "I didn't mean to. I really didn't mean to. I'll ---- I'll take her to the infirmary. ”

Yuan Lin looked at Jiang Qin and said, "Do you want to go and see?"

Jiang Qin shook his head and said, "No need. ”

The boy was anxious and said, "Classmate, let's go and have a look." What if it hurts? I'll go with you to see it?"

"No need. Jiang Qin glanced at the boy and said.

"Then I'll write down your mobile phone number---- you give me your number, I'll keep in touch with you at any time, if there's any problem, I'll rush over immediately, is this possible?" The boy looked at Jiang Qin expectantly.

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin were extremely sensitive, and looked up at the boy at the same time.

The boy is very delicate, with thin cheeks and long eyelashes.

Clean, gentle, with the shyness of a student on his face.

The upper body is a snow-white shirt, black pants, and a pair of white Converse canvas shoes on the feet.

Seeing the scrutinizing eyes of the two girls, the boy's face suddenly turned red.

"Well, I ---- I just want ------"

"I'm sorry. Jiang Qin interrupted him and said, "I really don't need to. ”

The boy's face was gloomy, he nodded, and said, "I'm sorry, I ----"

Before he finished speaking, he turned and ran away quickly.

"Cai Lian from Class 7, he likes you-----" Yuan Lin said.

Jiang Qin looked up at the clouds in the sky and sighed softly in his heart.

You're wearing my favorite white shirt, but all I can say is I'm sorry.

(PS: Lao Liu's public WeChat ID: liuxiahui28.) You can also find it by searching directly for 'Yanagi Wav'. In the next few days, a live-action version of Fang Yan, Jiang Qin, Qin Yitian, Ye Gentle and other characters will be released on the WeChat public platform. So, let's pay attention to avoid missing the highlights. ）