Chapter 33, I'm also the one who has someone behind me!

Chapter 33, I'm also the one who has someone behind me!

Fresh Teahouse.

Fang Yan personally boiled water to make tea, filled the cup in front of Huang Wenqiang with a teapot, and said with a smile: "The conditions here are too simple, and when I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely make a cup of good tea to entertain the guests." ”

"What kind of distinguished guest am I?" Huang Wenqiang said with a smile, took a sip of the teacup, and said, "Don't say it, the tea brewed by Mr. Fang does taste different." I saw just now that Mr. Fang's technique of making tea is also quite proficient---Teacher Fang is a good tea ceremony?"

"It's not a tea ceremony. Influenced by the elders in the family, I usually like to drink tea with them. The more you drink and the more you watch, the more you understand. Fang Yan glanced at Huang Haoran, who was sitting next to him without saying a word and was willing to play a supporting role, and said, "Haoran, do you like to drink tea?"

"Like. Huang Haoran said. "But everyone in the class likes to drink Coca-Cola. ”

"Maybe they'll like to drink tea in the future. Fang Yan said with a smile.

"What can you do?" asked Huang Wenqiang. He is a journalist, and he has an extraordinary sensitivity to the subtext that every sentence may contain.

"I'm going to let them know a little bit about the tea ceremony. Fang Yan said with a smile. "Tea ceremony is the quintessence of China, boiling tea and drinking tea can calm people, cultivate self-cultivation, and improve a person's personal quality and cultural accomplishment. It's a pity that this kind of good stuff is lost like this. One person can't inherit it, and a family can't inherit it, if a group of people and a country come together to inherit it, why worry that the Chinese tea ceremony can't be carried forward?"

However, tea ceremony techniques are not covered by the knowledge of Chinese textbooks. If you teach this---- aren't you afraid of being expelled from school again?" asked Huang Wenqiang suspiciously.

Fang Yan didn't answer Huang Wenqiang's question, but looked at Huang Haoran and asked, "Huang Haoran, do you think the students will like the tea ceremony class?"

"Yes. Huang Haoran's eyes lit up. "There will be a lot of students who will like it. ”

"Do you think this is good for you?" Fang Yan asked again.

"Yes. Huang Haoran said. "We are also willing to learn some extracurricular knowledge, and we also want to learn what we are interested in, but there is too much content in textbooks, too much extracurricular homework, no time, no channels, and in the end, we have to give up. In fact, the students still like these very much. Why do the school's dance clubs and taekwondo clubs have so many members? Doesn't that prove that people like these?"

Fang Yan was very satisfied with Huang Haoran's answer, and then said to Huang Wenqiang: "Because the exam is not examined, so those who are teachers will not teach---- is this really for the sake of students?"

"But now all schools are grade-based. If you delay your students' studies----"

"Who said that students who have learned the tea ceremony will definitely not get a high score?" Fang Yan retorted. "There are several months in a semester, how many pages is there in a Chinese textbook? ”

"Why does it take so long for our students to learn well? Fang Yan himself gave the answer to this question. "Reciting who was born all day long, who died in what year, what point of view does this article represent, what state of mind does this poem express---- people have been dead for so many years, who knows what point of view the author expresses in the article? Who knows the state of mind of the poet when writing poetry? Maybe it is a sentence that is forced out when squatting in the toilet when he is constipated, but gives it a self-righteous interpretation, and then tells the students that this is the correct answer----- is the person who interprets the author himself? Is it the poet himself? If it's not, why do they think their interpretation is correct? Why can't students have their own interpretations? Is it necessarily wrong for students?"

"If every student has a way of interpreting it, how can they determine whether they score or not?" Huang Wenqiang asked rhetorically.

"Why do you have to rely on unified thinking to score points?" Fang Yan said helplessly. "Literature is art, art is inconclusive---- we use scores to rank students into one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, the first place is closest to the poet, the second place is the most understanding of the poet, but we can't teach any poet. ”

"Interesting point. Huang Wenqiang smiled. "Do you mind if I sort out these words and post them to Huaxia Metropolis Daily? The previous article had a great response among the parent group, and if we post a second article, it should be able to heat up the topic again. ”

"Yes, but don't sign my name. Fang Yan said.

"Why?"

"Because ----" How could Fang Yan tell them that the reason why he didn't want to be famous was because he was worried that Ye Wenrou's violent woman would suddenly come over and beat him up?" "I have a weak temperament, love tranquility, and don't like to be affected by vulgar things like fame and fortune. ”

"There are really not many good teachers like this. Huang Wenqiang said with a sigh. "No wonder Haoran said that you are different from other teachers. ”

"If I had forty students, I would like to be able to teach forty geniuses in different fields, not the same model of talent. Fang Yan said. "That's what sets me apart from other teachers. ”

"Teacher Fang's ----

"There's a manuscript fee for publishing articles, right?"

"Yes. ”

"I'll give my manuscript fee to Haoran to buy books. ”

"No, no, no, the manuscript fee is yours, and I will let Haoran bring it to you. ”

"Reporter Huang is too polite----"

"Teacher Fang, don't be too polite. ”

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There were two Chinese classes in the afternoon, so Fang Yan didn't go back from work early.

When he was sitting in the office reading a book, Chen Dahai walked in with a teacup.

"Teacher Chen is here. ”

"How can Team Leader Chen have time to inspect the work of our language team?"

"Lao Chen, come to drink tea, I have the waterlogged mountain tea brought from my hometown here---- fragrant. ”

Chen Dahai is the head of the Year 1 Mathematics Group and the head teacher of Class 9. and the vice principal and the director of the school and other school leaders called brothers, so it is indeed a very good partner among ordinary teachers without a level.

Chen Dahai greeted the teachers with a smile, then stood in front of Fang Yan, looked at him condescendingly, and said: "Teacher Fang, this is the leave slip for Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao and Li Yang---- they are not feeling well, they have come to me to ask for leave, I will let them go back and have a good rest." ”

After Zhu Fang fell into the water, Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao, and Li Yang ran to Fang Yan to sneer and sneer, and they were very sarcastic, and almost clashed with other students who protected Fang Yan.

Now they knew in advance from the elders in the family that Fang Yan not only did not leave, but was going to come back to serve as their Chinese teacher---- why were they embarrassed to come to class?

It is impossible to find someone to send a leave note on their behalf, the last time they did this, Fang Yan wrote directly on the back of the note: No approval. came to Fang Yan to ask for leave, and they couldn't lose face.

So, as soon as they had the opportunity, they hit Chen Dahai's side with their ideas. Isn't Chen Dahai their homeroom teacher? Wouldn't it be enough to ask the homeroom teacher for leave directly?

Fang Yan was clear about Zheng Guodong's thoughts, took the leave slip and looked at it, and asked with concern: "Are the three students Zheng Guodong, Chen Tao, and Li Yang seriously ill?"

"It's not a big deal. Chen Dahai said with a smile. I thought, Fang Yan, I want to see how long you can be arrogant. It doesn't matter if you offend others, even the son of Director Zheng hates you, what good life can you have in Suzaku Middle School?

"Are they hospitalized? I'll go to the hospital to see them. Fang Yan said.

"----- was not hospitalized. Chen Dahai's heart was very uncomfortable. How does this man speak? Who runs to the hospital when he's fine?

"I saw that they asked for two classes---- shouldn't there be enough time to rest, right?" Fang Yan looked at the class schedule on the table and said, "The first two classes tomorrow are my Chinese classes, and the whole afternoon of the day after tomorrow will be my Chinese classes, or they will invite these five classes together?"

"Teacher Fang-----" Chen Dahai's face became gloomy. "Students take leave based on their physical condition, how can you encourage them to take so many days off in advance?"

Fang Yan smiled and said: "I'm just afraid that they will suddenly have a stomachache when they take my Chinese class tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow in my class, they will say that the eldest aunt is here, so I remind them that it is better to invite them all at once---- isn't it better? ”

"It seems that Teacher Fang has a prejudice against these three students?" Chen Dahai began to put his hat on Fang Yan's head.

"No, no, no. Not at all. Fang Yan waved his hand. "Although Mr. Chen has framed me behind my back, I will not treat Chen Tao differently because he is your son, although the essence of this child is very bad, but he is still a child after all, and a child has the opportunity to change his ways---- as teachers, we should have confidence in our students." ”

"Fang Yan, how do you speak? Whose essence is bad? Who framed you behind your back?"

"Chen Tao's essence is bad, Teacher Chen framed me behind my back----" Fang Yan smiled bitterly. "Everyone is a colleague, why force people to say it so clearly, how can they get along well in the future?"

"You ---- go, follow me to the headmaster. Chen Dahai was about to be mad by Fang Yan, and he took Fang Yan's hand and was about to take him to meet the school leaders.

"Teacher Chen, don't be so impulsive. Fang Yan gently comforted. "The fewer people who know about this kind of thing, the better, if you shout like this, everyone will know by then, it's not good for you and Chen Tao---- Chen Tao is still a child, he can still be saved." ”

Chen Tao is a child, so he can still be saved. As for you, Mr. Chen, there is no cure.

The other teachers couldn't sit still and came to persuade them.

"Yes, Mr. Chen, don't get excited, you have something to say----

"Fang Yan, you've gone too far. How do you talk to Team Leader Chen? How did Team Leader Chen plot against you? Do you have the ability to tell everyone?"

"There's no hair on the mouth, and I can't do things well, I really don't know what the school is doing when it recruits such a little doll in----"

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"I said everyone, -----" Fang Yan squinted at the Chinese teachers who were pulling the shelf, and said, "I can't stop you guys, don't pull me." I'm also the one who has someone behind me. Principal Lu Chaoge, you all know it, right? ”

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"You see, you are all bullying the weak and afraid of the hard. As soon as I said that there was someone behind me, you were too scared to say anything. Fang Yan chased and beat fiercely.

"------" The teachers felt that they couldn't live this day, and they couldn't stay in this office.

"Fang Yan. Chen Dahai's body trembled with anger, and he pointed at Fang Yan and roared, "I will definitely let you get out of the Vermilion Bird." Certain. ”

"Your son was much more imposing than you were when he said this. Fang Yan said. He wouldn't take such a weak threat to heart.

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(PS: In the previous chapter, the person who Jiang Zhuliu hit with a club was Zheng Jing, and Lao Liu's writing was too improper.) )