"Haha, I hope Madame's rǔ room is not as droopy as Gong Xuelin......"

After laughing a few times, the principal felt that his laughter was really obscene enough, insulting Sven's image, so he hurriedly stopped, took a sip of tea as if nothing happened, and said: "My love for Mrs. Smith is platonic, pure as a blank piece of unwritten paper, as long as I quietly watch her live happily by my side, I will be happy." ”

"Pretend to be forced to your level, I'm afraid that the third world war will never break out again. I'm still looking for an opportunity to probe my wife's tone, after all, a person's homesickness cannot be suppressed in a few words. If it's okay, then take your leave. ”

The headmaster stopped him: "Wait, there's one more thing you haven't said, don't be too surprised just yet." That's the case, the superior leaders want to test the teaching results of our school this semester, the quality of teachers, student grades, teaching level, hardware facilities, cultural concepts, etc. are all items they check, and they are also required to audit the teacher's lectures, and there are candidates for other subjects, Chinese subjects, I especially recommend you. ”

Lao Liao was so frightened that he almost didn't shake the lice on his body to death, "School, principal, do you want to play with me?

"I do this for a reason, your students get the most votes, which means that you have the best relationship with them. I am most afraid of those teachers who teach well in class but the students refuse to cooperate, no matter how wonderful they are, it is useless, and when the leaders are auditing, a student suddenly jumps out to make trouble. Any impression points will be deducted completely. You are still the best candidate after all, and you don't even put the naughty ghost of the death class right now, the key is to get the leader's appreciation, and I can help me raise my salary next semester. ”

"Teacher Jiang Feng's lectures are also very good, so there is no need to choose me. ”

"Your name has been reported. ”

Liao Xuebing had no choice but to accept his fate and asked: "Private high school, why do higher leaders come to inspect it?"

"All schools, public or private. All are subject to the administration of the Ministry of Education. I see you should hurry back and prepare, the time is set for the third period of your class, the people who come are very weighty, the famous literary critic Guo Yongsheng, Professor Gu Xueshi of the Department of Chinese of Zhonghai University, Luo Min, a famous contemporary educator, Ou Jianyang, director of teaching and research of the Education Bureau, A Fu, the author of the long "Qing Chūn Sacrifice", and Di Ziche, the editor-in-chief of the "Middle School Times Monthly" magazine, which are all famous horns and cannot be provoked. ”

Liao Xuebing was dumbfounded, and it took a long time to squeeze out a sentence: "If you don't want me to do it, just say it earlier, you can't torture me like this." ”

The headmaster didn't expect him to be less confident in lecturing. Busy said: "I'm also eager to find a suitable candidate, Xiao Liao." You are popular enough among students, as long as they don't leak anything, you can read the text in class. ”

Lao Liao secretly thought that he couldn't even pick up the chalk, and there were so many experts waiting to listen, wouldn't it be a dead end? But since the principal had reported his name, if he wanted to continue to mix in the school. You can only bite the bullet.

"Well, no one dies in one class anyway, and don't blame me if something goes wrong. "Liao Xuebing is an old bachelor, even if the king of heaven is here, he is not afraid, let alone an evaluator, professor, and educator?

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I took leave of absence and was lying in a hospital bed for several days. I didn't make the lecture notes, I was unprepared, and I just staggered to the classroom with the book in my hand in the third class. Qu Wen, a foreign language teacher, passed by him and said, "Teacher Liao, congratulations." ”

"Why should I be happy?"

"Even the director of the Teaching and Research Department of the Education Bureau and the professor of Zhonghai University went to listen to your lecture in person, isn't it a pleasure? Give them a thumbs up for Chrysostom, and they have a bright future. In the future, it will be no problem. Qu Wen looked like he was taking it for granted.

"Then if I say it wrong, wouldn't I die without a place to be buried, why don't you take a class instead of me, you don't need any professional knowledge, read it yourself according to the text, and then let the students recite it again, and then ask them to learn to talk about the jīng marrow in it, and then you can leave the class." If the experts are satisfied, the board of directors will look the other way. ”

Qu Wen waved his hand again and again: "Interlacing is like a mountain, this is not how to send death, I still have class, so I will go first." ”

Lao Liao pushed open the door of the classroom and glanced at it, Su Feihong and the others were there, sitting upright, not smiling. Ye Yuhu and Cui Zheng also came back, and they were bored and missed class for a few days to fight with Lao Liao, but they didn't expect the teacher to come to class, wasting their expressions in vain.

Several legendary experts sat at the back of the classroom, with special chairs, accompanied by Minister Gong Xuelin, the head of the board of directors, holding the teacher's materials, the textbooks and notebooks of the current lecture.

Everyone's expression is serious, like a tablet playing card, or he is leisurely with his legs crossed, or he is holding a pen in his hand to show his concentration and seriousness, and more people have cold eyes, pursed lips, and only two nostrils are left to breathe in and out, so as to show their professional authority.

The monitoring of the teacher, Ouyang Lifang, who has always liked to put on makeup and dress up in class, Lin Xiaoken, who likes to take off his shoes and pick his toes, and Lin Xiaoken, who is obsessed with counting green pimples in the mirror, all behaved in a decent manner, restrained his spleen, and did not embarrass the school too much.

Lao Liao was as relaxed as he usually went to a picnic dinner, threw the textbook on the podium, and saw that the professor of Zhonghai University among the experts behind him was very familiar, and secretly muttered: "Isn't this Gu Xueshi, the former tutor of the Ming and Qing Studies Course at the University of East Asia? Why did he transfer to Haida?" The rest of the critics, Qing Chūn authors, and the editor-in-chief of the magazine did not know any of them, and he did not give a damn to them.

Su Feihong looked at the teacher, her eyes were full of admiration and gratitude, knowing that this class was very important to most teachers, thinking about how to cooperate with him, it was best not to let Zhang Lexin, a genius student in the Chinese class, make her own decisions and perform on her own. Using the desk to cover up his movements, he sent a short message to Zhang Lexin: "Can you do a little favor? Wait a minute, if the teacher asks the student to answer the question, you must not raise your hand." This is already a very polite wording, and Xiao Lanluo sent a short message with a strong threat: "Don't blame me for not suing you, wait a minute, don't do it, otherwise you will look good after school." ”

Zhang Lexin's face was expressionless, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Ye Yuhu was overjoyed: "Hehe, dead Teacher Liao, I didn't expect you to have today, just wait to make a fool of yourself." ”

Liao Xuebing nodded to his former teacher Gu Xueshi, Gu Xueshi had already recognized the students of the year, smiled and responded with a smile, but he didn't expect the students to become teachers, and he was nominated by the principal of the school, which can be regarded as a subtle sense of achievement. He was very impressed by Liao Xuebing, there was no shortage of naughty students in any era, Liao Xuebing was indeed very stubborn when he was in school, blackmailing and beating his classmates, but his academic performance was the best, and he respected the teacher very much, and he was also very diligent and hardworking, and often had unique insights into ancient texts, and he wrote well with a brush. As long as it is Liao Xuebing's elective coursework, the teacher of the class never worries about classroom discipline, because Liao will not allow other students to interrupt his class.

The students of the class led by Gu Xueshi were innumerable, and when they first started in class, they were known everywhere to talk about love, and there were people coming in and out during the lecture, as if they were at home, he couldn't stop it, he could only stare dryly. Within a few days, a guy and Teacher Gu got on top, shouting insults and causing trouble, which made him tremble with anger. After class, the student was kicked down the floor by Lao Liao from the sixth floor, and left a sentence: "In the future, if anyone can't get along with the teacher in class, they can't get along with me." Gu Xueshi disagreed with Liao Xuebing's violent behavior, but he was also a little grateful to him.

"Today's talk is about "Lisāo". Lao Liao wrote the title on the blackboard with his left hand, the handwriting was unstructured, crooked and ugly, and the last point dragged on for a long time, and several experts frowned. Guo Yongsheng whispered to Di Ziche, the editor-in-chief beside him: "How can you write a word that is not as good as a primary school student, is this the senior lecturer specially recommended by Principal Liu?"

The voice was neither loud nor small, so that Gong Xuelin heard it, and the exterminator couldn't help but be full of black energy, and secretly thought: "Liao Xuebing must have deliberately lost face in school." Isn't there still a right hand, how can you write with your left hand? There is an OK bandage on the face, which destroys the image, and it is too much to say. ”

"Let me first talk about the author's life, so that you can have an intuitive understanding. Qu Yuan, a native of Chu at the end of the Warring States Period, was an outstanding politician and patriotic poet. The name is flat, and the word is original. A descendant of Qu Bian, the son of Xiong Tong, King of Chuwu. Danyang people. Because he was born in a noble family, he was well versed in controlling chaos and being adept at rhetoric, so he was deeply favored by King Chu Huai in his early years, and he was a left-handed disciple and a doctor of Sanlu. In order to realize the great cause of the unification of the Chu State, he actively assisted King Huai to change the law and try to become strong internally, and resolutely advocated joining forces to resist Qin externally, so that the Chu State once appeared a situation where the country was rich and the army was strong, and the princes were powerful. However, due to the sharp contradictions between Qu Yuan and the corrupt aristocratic group of Chu in domestic and foreign affairs, and due to the jealousy of Shangguan Dafu and others, Qu Yuan was later framed by Qunxiao, alienated by King Huai of Chu and exiled by King Qingxiang. Exiled to the south of the Yangtze River, tossed and turned between the two waters, the twenty-first year of the king, the Tai general Bai Qi broke through the Yingdu, Qu Yuan was sad and angry, so he sank the Miluo River, and martyred his political ideals. ”

Liao Xuebing and Yue's deep bass sounded in the classroom, Su Feihong was not sure whether to applaud or not, seeing that Murong Lanluo was already burying his head in writing hard notes, he thought that this idea was good, it was not public, but it could also show that the teacher was giving a lively lecture, and the experts behind him must be very satisfied.

Guo Yongsheng said: "Reading the lesson plan published by the official publication, there is really him, Tulip High School teaching is too uncreative, it seems that I still came to the wrong place today, I thought I could meet a few talents." ”

Di Ziche said again and again: "In the past, there were many students from Tulip High School who submitted articles to our magazine, but last year there was none, and it turned out that the good seedlings were all stifled by mediocre teachers." ”

Hearing this, Gong Xuelin wanted to choke Liao Xuebing's neck and throw him out of the classroom.

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