Chapter 308: Hello Teacher Lin
The teaching building rented by foreign Chinese language has undergone a very thorough renovation the year before last, and even the drainage pipes have a new look, and when it rains, the sound of rainwater rushing into the pipes is smooth, even Lin Miao, a mild obsessive-compulsive patient, can't find the slightest fault.
"It's just the pleasant sound of the mountains and flowing water, and the lingering sounds......" Lin Miao, who has lived for more than 30 years and has gradually gone off the edge of his aesthetics, actually made such an evaluation of this movement similar to flushing the toilet.
He moved a chair, sat on the edge of the classroom lectern table, and lowered his head to brush the questions - not that he was in a hurry to warm up for class later, mainly because there were little girls in the class who kept asking him about yesterday's homework, so in order not to affect Zhuang Jiajia, he simply sat in this relatively empty place. Tuo Song Jiaqian's short-tempered blessing, the children in the class today generally came early, and basically all sat in their places before the heavy rain came. Due to the serious dereliction of duty of the class teachers, no so-called class cadres have been elected on the third day of school today, and there are no so-called management personnel in the first and first classes of foreign Chinese junior high schools that are currently in a state of anarchy. Lin Miao sat on the stage like this, which was quite appropriate to fill this gap.
It's just that the picture is a little weird.
Like a young unweaned border collie, managing a large herd of sheep.
Fortunately, the members of the flock are very conscious, and after entering the classroom, they should consciously endorse and endorse, and they should do questions, Lin Miao, a little milk dog, just sit on the side and be the mascot and answering teacher. The self-discipline can make the teachers of the fourth middle school shed heartbroken tears - you must know that the group of goods in the fourth middle school, in this regard, is the same as the scumbags of the eighteenth middle school, basically a group of spinning tops, do not smoke or spin, if you dare to leave it alone, they dare to touch the fish, herd the sheep, and paddle to the end of the world.
When Wu Ningxiang pushed the door open, Zhang Xueru just finished asking Lin Miao a math problem.
The process is quite magical, something like this-
"Lin Miao, look at this question......"
"That's it...... question."
"Oh...... Needless to say, I get it!"
Peng February, who was behind Zhang Xueru, was crazy at that time.
What's that?!
Do you all learn math by your soul?!
Peng Xiaopang didn't have time to heal the pain of the scumbag, and Zhang Xueru, who was becoming more and more wild, hugged Lin Miao and kissed her in broad daylight, and then played the posture of a successful woman, and walked back with a wild laugh. At this time, Wu Ningxiang pushed the door in, followed by several people, Jiang Qinqin, who was about to move, quickly stopped the car going to the kindergarten, turned around and fled with a red face. Only Peng February's and Wu Ningxiang's little fat were left to be big fat, and the two looked at each other for two seconds, and Peng February's suddenly fell into a daze.
Worst......
What the hell am I up to ask......
I can't remember it at all......
It's embarrassing......
Peng Februaryi looked at Wu Ningxiang, then at Lin Miao, and suddenly bowed to Lin Miao: "Master Miao, I was wrong, you just think you haven't seen me." After saying that, he ran back.
Lin Miao and Wu Ningxiang were silent for a moment.
Lao Wu came back to his senses, didn't make any comments on February's operation, smiled at Lin Miao, and took his Xiaomi and walked towards the last row of the classroom. Jiang Shengshan, Zhu Tongyun, and Fang Yaning followed Wu Ningxiang into the house, Jiang Shengshan walked at the back, looked outside the house, and saw that Song Jiaqian did not follow, so he closed the door of the classroom.
The area of the foreign Chinese classroom is designed for a class of 56 people, and more than 40 children sit, which is very spacious.
In the last two rows of classrooms, extra desks and chairs were placed in order to cope with special situations like today's.
Wu Ningxiang and a group of people walked to the back of the classroom, and Xiao Milan put down the chair for him with a smile.
When Zhu Tongyun and Fang Yaning saw the boss, they were a little trembling, and they were not so down-to-earth when they sat down.
Jiang Shengshan saw that everyone in the classroom was almost seated, so he walked behind the podium table and said to the class: "Ladies and gentlemen, everyone should know that today, we will have a special English class later." Due to special reasons, Mr. Song will no longer be everyone's English teacher and class teacher in the future......"
Before the words were finished, a group of little sheep who were originally obedient and sensible under the stage said that they would be fried. No one needed to take the lead, and the applause of the whole class rang out almost at the same time, and the decibel was so high that it even overshadowed the movement of the rain and wind outside the house.
Wu Ningxiang looked at the scene in front of him, turned his head to Zhu Tongyun and said, "Teacher Zhu, do you see it, this is the voice of the masses and the will of the people! We can see at a glance what your children think about your work. The same goes for Mr. Fang. ”
Zhu Tongyun and Fang Yaning nodded hurriedly.
Wu Ningxiang smiled.
Xiao Mi on the side looked at him, her eyes full of unbreakable admiration and love.
Men, it's not a problem to be short and bald......
As long as you have money and power, let alone true love, the truth can buy it.
Anyway, when the time comes, the fart will be fragrant.
"Everyone be quiet, give Principal Jiang a face!" Lin Miao shouted, and before the scene got out of control, he stopped Xu Fengfan, who was already inclined to lift the table.
The thunderous applause finally subsided.
Jiang Shengshan couldn't cry or laugh, and continued: "I can understand everyone's feelings, but it's better to be a little subtle. English class is a very important course in everyone's life in the future. We learn English in junior high school, not only for the high school entrance examination, but also to lay a good foundation for the future. This week, the school will immediately find a new teacher for everyone, before the new teacher comes, normally speaking, your English class should be substituted by Teacher Fang, but everyone also knows, our little prodigy, want to try to take everyone to self-study together, so today's class, as an experiment, I hope all students can cooperate well. ”
Speaking of this, Jiang Shengshan looked up at the clock on the wall behind the classroom.
At 7:59, there was no need to wait for the bell to ring.
She was about to announce the start of class when there was another knock on the door outside the classroom.
"Please come in!" Jiang Shengshan shouted.
The door was pushed open, and Song Jiaqian walked in with a cold face.
The smile on the face of the children in the class collapsed with it.
Jiang Shengshan immediately improvised and said, "Teacher Song is here to observe, everyone is welcome." ”
There was no reaction from the audience.
Zhu Tongyun, who was sitting below, hurriedly said, "Teacher Song, come and sit here!"
Song Jiaqian was silent and walked over.
At this time, the class bell rings.
Jiang Shengshan breathed a sigh of relief and announced, "Then the class will be handed over to our Teacher Lin." ”
Lin Miao smiled slightly, got up from the chair, and said in a crisp voice: "Class!"
Zhang Xueru answered without giving in: "Stand up!"
There were more than 40 children in the class, who stood up with bright eyes, looking at Xiao Douding in front of the stage.
Lin Miao smiled slightly: "Hello classmates!"
Class: "Hello Mr. Lin!~"
"Comrades have worked hard!"
"That's enough!"
"Enough is enough!"
"Take advantage of the scale!"
In less than two seconds, the atmosphere was completely ruined.