With no podium experience, no teaching experience, and the old master and Xu Jin staring below, Zhenhua was inevitably nervous, trembling like walking on thin ice, and after a few words, he was already sweating profusely.

Xu Jin saw Zhenhua's crampedness, smiled at him, and motioned for him to relax.

The old master also smiled and encouraged with his eyes.

Only then did Zhenhua gradually let go and entered the state.

After a class, Zhenhua announced the end of class, rang the class bell, returned to the office, and asked Xu Jin for his opinion.

"Very well spoken, never had any experience, and it was more than I hoped to be able to perform at this level in class. ”

Xu Jin first gave Zhenhua an affirmation and praise, and said: "But the pace of the class must be controlled, not too fast, the country children have a poor foundation, you have to be more detailed." Sometimes, it is necessary to take the children to read books and read words. ”

Zhenhua nodded repeatedly.

The old master also straightened his beard and said, "If you learn without thinking, you will be reckless, and if you think without learning, you will die." When lecturing, students should also be inspired to think. ”

"The old master is right, I will learn slowly. Zhenhua said.

The old master stood up and said to Zhenhua: "I hope you can continue to teach, no matter how poor the place, there must be a school and the sound of reading." Our hometown is poor, and the teachers from outside are unwilling to come, so you will have to work harder. ”

As he spoke, the old master took two steps back and bowed solemnly to several teachers in the office.

"The old master has learned the Tao! We get a salary, and teaching is what we should do!"

Xu Jin and a few teachers hurriedly stood up and hurriedly returned the salute.

The old master smiled, pointed to the roof again, and said, "I stared at the village secretary Zheng Huailiang all day long, and asked him to raise funds to rebuild these dilapidated houses." This house is not flipped, and the children are studying here, and I really don't feel at ease. Don't worry, maybe there will be good news in the summer. ”

"Thank you, old master, for your concern about our school and students. Xu Jin said.

"I'm a husband in Dongwan Village, I should. I'm leaving, so I won't delay your class. The old master smiled and turned away.

Seeing the old master walking away, Xu Jin and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

Deng Weixuan looked at Zhenhua and said with a smile: "Zhenhua, do you know who the old master is? He is the education minister of our Dongwan Village, and he is supervising us all the time. Tell you, don't be late for class in the future, otherwise, beware of the old master beating you with a cane!"

Zhenhua smiled: "The old master is very enthusiastic and cares about the renovation of the school's dilapidated buildings. ”

Xu Jin looked up at the roof and sighed: "What's the use? There is no money in the village, and there is no money in the education committee. Although the old master is enthusiastic, he has no money!"

Zhenhua nodded, looked at the time, rang the assembly bell, and asked the students to do radio gymnastics.

The five grades of Dongwan Primary School, with a total of nearly 200 students, stood on the playground, and there was a large area of black pressure.

Deng Weixuan took the students to do exercises, and after the disbandment, he said to Zhenhua: "Zhenhua, you want to learn radio gymnastics, you are young, you will take the students to do exercises in the future." ”

Zhenhua nodded: "Okay, I'll study for a few days first." It's a new style of radio fuck, and I haven't done it before. ”

At the beginning of the third period, Zhenhua went to the fourth-grade classroom to give a lecture.

In the classroom opposite, the old man Liu Liyin was teaching second-grade mathematics, and led the students to read the multiplication formula: "Six, six times six, six sixty thirty land!"

The students followed along: "Six, Six, Thirty, and ......"

The fourth-grade students all giggled when they heard the sound of reading on the other side.

Zhenhua couldn't help but smile, and then straightened his face: "Don't laugh, go to class!"

At half past eleven, the morning class ended, and the teachers and students dispersed.

Zhenhua was in charge of locking the door, and the last one left, and when he returned home, it was already twelve o'clock.

Cuihong had already made lunch and was waiting for her son, when she saw Zhenhua coming back, she hurriedly opened the pot and served the rice.

Zhao Chenghai held the rice bowl and asked, "How about the class, okay?"

Principal Xu said it was okay. Zhenhua nodded.

"That's good, that's good. Zhao Chenghai nodded again and again.

After lunch, Zhao Chenghai did not rest, drove the old buffalo, dragged the stone stone, and played in front of the door. In the morning, Zhao Chenghai picked back more than one acre of rape that had been harvested and spread it on the threshing floor. The straw had dried up, just enough to crush the rapeseed with a stone.

Zhenhua walked to the threshing floor and said, "I'll come to the field, Dad, you can take a nap." ”

Zhao Chenghai waved the whip of the ox: "No, you can rest for a while and teach." ”

Zhenhua didn't rest, just stood in front of the door and watched.

Cui Hong sharpened her sickle outside the gate and said to her son: "Zhenhua, whether you can turn positive or not, since you teach, you can do it well, ah." ”

"I know that I am afraid that my family will not be able to keep busy, and I will soon have to harvest wheat and plant rice. Zhenhua said.

"Don't worry, take your time, there are only ten acres of land at home, and I can deal with your father. Cui Hong said.

Zhenhua nodded, waited until his father finished the field, took a grass fork, and together with his mother, turned over the rape straw on the threshing floor, shook it open, and continued to dry.

Whether it is wheat rape or rice, it is difficult to clean it again, so it must be turned over and dried and done again.

Seeing that the time was almost half past one, Zhenhua went home to wash his face, took the key, and hurried to school.

There were three classes in the afternoon, and Zhenhua was still full of classes.

The school has five grades, with only five teachers in total, and everyone is full.

At the end of the first class, Zhenhua rang the class bell, only to find that Deng Weixuan's class was not moving. When I turned my head, Deng Weixuan was sleeping soundly on the lectern, still snoring!

The teacher didn't leave the class, and the students didn't dare to leave, and they all stared at the class.

Principal Xu Jin also found out about this situation, walked in and pushed Deng Weixuan, frowned and said, "Teacher Deng, why are you sleeping in class again?"

"Oh oh......" Deng Weixuan woke up from his sleep, wiped the saliva on his chin, and rubbed his eyes again:

"Did you get out of class? I'm sorry, I drove all night last night, it was too hard. My eyes hurt, and I wanted to close my eyes and rest, but I didn't expect to fall asleep...... Class, class, classmates!"

Xu Jin shook his head, sighed, and returned to the office.

Zhenhua watched from the side, a little sad.

It seems that he was said by the third master of the high school, and he became a private teacher, he had to attend classes during the day and go home at night, and he had to do farm work overnight.

Deng Weixuan's today, will it be his own tomorrow?

I once fantasized that my life would change after becoming a private teacher. However, is Deng Weixuan's life what he wants?