Chapter 43: Praise the Father
"The ID card is here, and the teacher qualification certificate has not yet been examined. β
"I haven't taken the test yet, I haven't taken the test yet, I came here first? Do you know what kind of place this is? As long as the true immortal is on duty here, no one can pretend to be a fox fairy by wearing fur!"
I'm just going to roar, I'm just going to slap the table. This time it's my turn to stand for justice, you know?
"Roll up the cover and leave immediately, and you will not be allowed to step into the classroom again!"
I can't do a single step, look at how temperamental my official is, and how calculating he is. Smoke is about to rise from my ancestral grave, so if I don't smoke, I'll use a sleeve dipped in engine oil to burn it.
Qing Yimo Ran found that this time it was not a leader with character from the county, but a psychopath, so he picked up his bag, rode his tram, and evacuated like a beam of sunlight reflected off the wall.
"Black sheep. Ugly for yourself. Neuropathy chattered at the fairy's back.
Dou Shuangqi, I asked you to use my bad deeds to compose poems, this time so that you know that it is cupping with eyes and eyes - making death.
"It's not going to be so fierce," Director Yang couldn't stand it.
This is when the neuropathy has subsided.
When Qing Yimo ran home, she looked elated.
"Dad, you're amazing!"
"What? I'm amazing? I've never praised myself like this, and others have praised me like this, let alone think so. β
If you want to use the exaggerated wind to stun me, I am old and decayed, and I have long been silent.
"But how do you teach that lesson, year after year!"
Yes, I said that you are just to say the opposite, how do I teach that lesson, year after year, just read according to what is written in the book, anyway, the textbook will not be written wrong, and the students will either understand it or not understand it after listening to it, that is their own business.
"I read your text, and your students thought I was weak and boneless, and said that you read it more subduedly, sonorously and powerfully. I speak grammar, but I don't understand it myself. I taught them to write essays, and they said that I was not in tune, and that I was talking about online writing, yin and yang, and pulling out the seedlings to help me grow, and they worked together to knock me out of the classroom, and unanimously asked you to go back to lecturing. β
"You have a high fever?" Lao Dou thought that this thing was not hard to believe, but too hard to believe.
"Dad, go back to class quickly, or the students will come to our house to kowtow and petition." β
"Really......? I'll go back to class in the afternoon!" Old Dou's heart was surging, and the waves rose higher and higher.
"Dad, you are such a good teacher!"
You're exaggerating. However, my father really loves to hear this.
"Then I'll praise my father every dayβevery day from now on! By the way, Dad, I still have one more thing to ask for. β
Whew, got it. Blew me into a daze first, it turned out that there was something to ask your father. There is no such thing as sweet talk for no reason.
"Dad, it's the essay assignment I assigned in class, and I have received it, but I haven't finished it yet. β
"So that's the case? I'll review it, just give it a review. β
"No, some of the homework is done extremely well. β
"Then just give a good word. β
"No, some of them only wrote half a sentence and then ended. β
"It doesn't matter, give him a good word, let him steal the fun, and not give him real money. β
"No......"
"Why can't you do it? Why don't I take it home, and you give them a review, and I'll take it back?"
"Yes, that's right, Dad, you are really cunning and cunning, and your form is declining and your wisdom is prosperous!"
What are the words, you know that you can't spit out a dog treasure in your mouth.
In the afternoon, Lao Dou went to school early. I feel like I've never been so active.
When he arrived at school, he went to the classroom of the class where Tie Dan was and waited.
The first class this afternoon is not a Chinese class, why did Mr. Dou come to the classroom early? It can't be that he has just been discharged from the hospital, and the injury in his brain has not healed, right?
Finally, the representative of the Chinese class came to the classroom.
"Hello teacher!"
"Hello Representative Sun!"
Representative Sun is a little beauty, and her face is like a mirror.
Lao Dou chose Sun Meinu as the representative of the Chinese class, not because Lao Dou likes to look in the mirror, but because she is at the first table, and Lao Dou can explain his work as soon as he gets off the podium. Lao Dou was stunned to go to the students, because some students think that learning and learning are half by learning and half by asking, so they also ask what kind of questions, even what kind of illness does Zhao Ya, a student of Zhang Hang in the online literary work "Tiandao Library", have. How did he know that kind of problem, and he didn't read online novels. Later, I asked Zhang Hang, a young Chinese teacher who worked in the same room. After Zhang Hang told him, he found that it was inconvenient to answer even if he knew, so he was even more afraid to walk around among the students.
"Representative Sun, there is something for you. β