Chapter 221: No One Comes to Class

The dormitory is okay, the windows are bright and clean, and there is a small air conditioner, there were originally only three girls, compared with these three people, Bai Feng was so embarrassed that he hit the wall.

She is almost equal to the weight of the other three people combined, but fortunately, after her introduction, the three students can be considered to have found a topic.

Of course, she didn't tell people that she was here to be a teacher, only that she was transferred from other places.

In the afternoon, Bai Feng went out to buy bedding and school supplies, and then went to the physical examination, applied for teacher certificates, received teaching aids, etc., and it was more than eight o'clock in the evening after the toss.

Back in the dormitory, the other three girls all changed their pajamas, Li Qian was lying on the bed reading a book, and Zhang Wen and another Xiao Hong were shopping on the computer for Taobao......

As soon as Bai Feng came back, looking at the form in Bai Feng's hand, Li Qian asked enthusiastically.

"Hehe, went to get the class schedule, why didn't you come back with your textbooks?"

Bai Feng snorted, looked down at the watch in his hand, and said with a smile.

"Oh, I haven't received the textbook for ...... time being"

Class schedule? Bai Feng smiled bitterly and looked at the form in his hand, and said in his heart that it would be good if this was really a class schedule, and there was only one class on Thursday morning on a full piece of paper......

sighed in my heart, and said that the school probably didn't trust me......

If this is really only one class a week, I am afraid that this task will be decided by then, but it is also impossible for the school to increase the curriculum at present......

After taking a shower at night, lying on the bed, and chatting with these three girls occasionally, Bai Feng suddenly felt that this kind of day was quite beautiful, as if he had returned to his original school......

The next day, Bai Feng deliberately got up early in the morning, according to the curriculum, she had to go to the No. 12 teaching building to teach students for two hours from 9 o'clock in the morning to 11 o'clock in the afternoon.

This was her first class, and in order to leave a good impression on her students, she also dressed up and specially tied a red scarf......

However, when she arrived, the whole person was not good......

Building 12 is a self-study building, it is only nine o'clock in the morning, the weather is cold, and the whole building stands here alone, without a single hair......

Bai Feng turned his head in the wind and looked left and right, and took the class schedule to confirm it for a long time......

"That's right...... What about people?"

She looked towards classroom C1, the door was open, pushed the door in, and it was empty, still empty......

When it was ten o'clock, there was still no one in the classroom, Bai Feng was speechless, standing on the podium and being bored to death, he picked up the phone and called the fifth sword......

"Hey, Teacher Five...... I'm Bai Feng......"

The fifth sword on the other end of the phone snorted, as if he had just woken up......

"What's wrong? Don't you have a class today?"

"I ...... I have a class......"

"If you don't go to class, why call me......"

"I ...... I'm in class......"

"Bai Feng, you can't call in class, this is our school's decision, you ......"

Bai Feng almost burst his mobile phone, his teeth rattled, endured and endured, and finally said with a smile.

"Fifth teacher, I know I can't call in class, but ...... I don't have a single student in the classroom now, ah? I didn't go to the wrong classroom, take a picture for you, why am I lying to you...... What? ...... you? Why didn't you say it earlier!"

Bai Feng was almost angry, and the fifth sword finally told her that she had to go to the Cultural Square to pull students to audition for the new big class, and then find a way to keep these students.

In other words, some interest courses at Peking University, except for the classroom premises, are not controlled by the school, and whether students come or not, how many comes, absenteeism, early departure, etc., have nothing to do with the school.

And the teachers of these interest classes are also strange, some are gilded by successful people in society, some are school top students come to play tickets, and some are organized by student clubs......

Of course, all this is unpaid, and the school will at most only give you a paid place to stay, and that's it......

After figuring out this, Bai Feng wanted to go to the Cultural Square immediately, but he was afraid that someone would come to listen to the class, so he simply waited until noon, and there was no one else in the classroom except for a sling who was looking for a girlfriend.

At noon, she took the meal card and ate in the school cafeteria, and in the afternoon, she didn't care about the lunch break, so she ran to the cultural square......

As a result, I went to see it and cried again......

The so-called cultural square, rather than an advertising square, is a semicircular square that is not big, and at the moment it is divided into upper, middle and lower three positions, all of which are occupied by some groups that have beaten chicken blood.

On the road, there is a group of young and beautiful women dressed up, the first three are writhing and dancing, and a fatherly little female voice in the back is holding the microphone, just like a shopping mall promotion, and keeps shouting.

"The prose essay class has started, and the famous essayist Mr. Beihai teaches it personally, every Wednesday morning for an hour, and the last place is available!"

On the road, maybe because they are all girls, there are the most people around, and the middle road is much worse than others, there are only two ugly men, one carries a guitar, occasionally scratches and scratches, shouting a few words that Bai Feng can't understand, and the other boy also shouts with a loudspeaker.

"The Chinese martial arts class has officially started, listen to the class and send beer!"

Bai Feng was stupid, he stood in front of this stall for a long time, and was almost dragged to class, and said in his heart, "What about you are numb? What about playing? Could it be that the ancient poetry appraisal class that he was looking forward to was the same as what they shouted?

Do you have to attend classes and deliver beer? Or hire a few beautiful women to twist a few times?

Tangled to look at the lower road, the next road is worse than the two buddies in the middle road, there is only one girl, just buried her hair leaflets, looks very shy, Bai Feng observed for ten minutes, and was stunned to find that the other party threw most of the remaining leaflets into the trash can at the back, and then made a phone call, and left with a bag......

Bai Fengxin said no, it's really a money to pay to hand out flyers......

Looking at the advertising board behind him, he almost bit off his cecum......

The huge advertising board is densely plastered with open classes, large classes, various interest courses, speech reports, and so on......

There are all kinds of them, music, writing, chemistry, geography, and Bai Feng even saw a class that said 'teach you how to chat'......

Standing in the Cultural Square for most of the day, the people had been waiting for someone to disperse, and Bai Feng still didn't know how to pull people......

It used to be fine, but now she can't pull her face and stand here yelling and selling her class.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark and the people were almost gone, she was relieved, and just about to go back to think about it in the long run, she saw that the girl who had handed out the leaflets before was still throwing paper and pen on the table, and suddenly her brain seemed to be kicked by a donkey.

If you don't want to think about it, just pick it up with a large pen and brush it...... In one go, I wrote an advertisement, smacked it on the board, snapped it, and pasted my own advertisement.