Every year, the opening of the new school is a big event of the school, busy and busy, happy, and present, not only the major departments of the school are running at full strength, but the senior seniors who are usually not very interested in school affairs will also be very actively involved in it.

Song Ziyang looked at the lively scene in front of him like a street market and was curious, in fact, there was nothing he had to do when the new student registered, asking him to be present was nothing more than a sense of existence, if a parent asked about the class teacher, the student in charge of the reception could point to him and say, "No, it's him!"

Even if any parent really finds Song Ziyang to ask some questions, he doesn't have to worry, because according to the tradition of Ping Polytechnic, the college assigns a small assistant to each class teacher, which is usually a senior student party member.

The little assistant assigned to Song Ziyang is named Li Nuo, a third-year finance major, an excellent girl who doesn't talk much.

The reason why he is excellent is because every time Song Ziyang is asked by her parents and is speechless, she will take the initiative to answer responsibly, and none of the parents who are received by her praise her. However, she really didn't say much, except for when she had to speak, she didn't say a word of nonsense, and she didn't say a word with Song Ziyang, the object she cooperated with and served.

Fortunately, Song Ziyang was not a person who liked to talk to strangers, not to mention that the other party was just a little girl, seeing that the other party did not speak, but praised his heart.

After half a day, most of the students in Song Ziyang's class had already come, and there were only more than ten people in the class of forty who had not yet come to report.

With the photos provided to him by the academy before, he already had a general impression of the students in his class, and when he compared them with real people, he basically got into his mind. This is also a small specialty of his, especially good at recognizing faces, and if he is targeted, even if he hides in a crowd, he can recognize it at a glance.

After all, in the eyes of many people, people who do marketing do not need too profound knowledge level, people who graduated from college can do it, and people who graduated from junior high school can also do it, and whether they do it well or not, it has little to do with the cultural level.

Of course, Song Ziyang didn't know about it, he only knew that since he took over this job, he must be responsible for these children!

The arrangement of the first day of picking up new students is very full, in the afternoon is the parent meeting arranged by the college, Song Ziyang as the head teacher naturally wants to attend, he happened to stand for a long time and was a little tired, and slept in the lecture hall firmly, nothing else, just snoring louder, fortunately, there was some commotion in the venue, the college leaders also knew the special situation under the explanation of others, and simply went with him, and those who didn't know thought it was the parent of a certain student!

After the meeting, the associate dean in charge of student affairs took a group of counselors and class teachers to visit the new students in the student dormitory.

Although Song Ziyang has been to the faculty dormitory, he has not been to the student dormitory. He didn't go to college, and to be honest, he was quite new to the life of the student dormitory, especially the women's dormitory...... Of course, it's not that he's obscene, the dignified Eighth Route Legion Commander definitely can't get along with the word obscenity, but as long as it's an individual, there will always be some inquisitive hearts in areas that ordinary people may not be able to set foot in their lifetime, which is human nature!

Freshmen have just entered the university, and they are full of curiosity about everything around them, which can be roughly divided into two categories, one is the environment, and the other is the teacher. Needless to say, the former is self-explanatory, and the teachers in the latter are naturally concentrated on the class teacher.

From elementary school to junior high school to high school, the freshmen have a very clear understanding of the power of the homeroom teacher, so they have a very strong curiosity about their homeroom teacher for four years of college.

Judging from his appearance alone, Song Ziyang is tall, but it is by no means suitable for the current mainstream aesthetics. Song Ziyang is a good person at first glance, and he has been troubled by this, but today's children seem to like guys who look a little worse.

Therefore, after seeing that his homeroom teacher was such a person, the girls who accounted for three-quarters of the total number of students in the class were first disappointed, and the illusions that his university homeroom teacher would be as long-legged and handsome as the Oba of Goryeo were instantly shattered......

Song Ziyang is not a person who judges people by their appearance, so naturally he doesn't care much about others judging him by his appearance.

What the students in his class think of him, he didn't think about this problem at all, what worried him was that of the 40 classmates in the class, when it was time to close the stall in the evening, only 39 came, and one did not appear.

Peers told him that there are many cases where this kind of admission result does not come, people may think that the major is not good, or they may think that the school is even worse, and the polite one will make a phone call to inform him, and if he is not welcome, it is like the world has evaporated, and there is no news.

Although it doesn't matter to Song Ziyang to report a student less, he just feels uncomfortable. In his heart, he had silently recognized the fact that he had 40 students, and suddenly one less was a huge regret for him!

"Have you arrived in your class?" said Hou Yue, the head teacher of another market freshman class. This year, a total of two market classes were recruited, and Song Ziyang brought the second class, of course, the first class and the second class are just for the convenience of organizing teaching, and there is no obvious difference.

"One more than one missing. Song Ziyang didn't like Hou Yue very much, although because he was also the head teacher of the freshman class in the market, the other party showed an active closeness, but Song Ziyang felt a sense of superiority from the other party.

Song Ziyang knows what the problem is, he is just a junior high school graduate, and the other party is said to be a doctor, the educational gap between the two is like a cloud, and now he is a professional class teacher, the other party is from a professional class, he is nothing, and some thoughts and thoughts are normal.

For such a person, with Song Ziyang's experience and experience, he will not take it to heart, just stay away, he only needs to be responsible for his students, and others, go coolly!

Of course, the things on the face are still needed, there are such things as the city government, and they will be available when they are older, Song Ziyang is just a little angry, it doesn't mean that he doesn't understand those.

"Oh, I haven't come here yet, I guess I won't come!" Hou Yue looked regretful, but his mouth was still saying, "Fortunately, all the classes are here." ”

Song Ziyang listened to the other party's strange words, and he didn't bother to deal with it anymore.

"Teacher Song, Dean Mi is looking for you, hurry up and go over!" A counselor saw Song Ziyang, who was standing with Hou Yue, and greeted him loudly.

"Okay, come on. ”

Dean Mi called Song Ziyang over, not for anything else, precisely because the last student in his class who did not arrive had news, and it turned out that he was lost on the way to school......

asked for the other party's number from Dean Mi, and Song Ziyang made a phone call.

"It's Zhang Limin, right? I'm your new homeroom teacher, where are you now? Okay, I know, stay there and don't move, I'll rush over to pick you up as soon as possible." ”

Hung up the phone, Song Ziyang also had a headache, he had heard of the place where Zhang Limin was, it was more than a little bit away from the school, God knows how the other party would find it.

How many buses should I take to get there?

Song Ziyang, who had no transportation, was having a headache, and the counselor who had greeted Song Ziyang before came up and said, "Do you have no car?

Song Ziyang had never ridden a battery car, but he was confident that he should be able to handle it, so he nodded and responded: "No problem, thank you!"

This counselor named Song Ming is in charge of this year's freshmen, and theoretically there will be a lot of intersections with Song Ziyang in the future, compared to Hou Yue, Song Ziyang feels that Song Ming's family is much more sincere. It's just that he thinks that Song Ming's name is not very auspicious, it reads like he is saying that he is dying, and he doesn't know how Song Ming's father could give such a name, he is also surnamed Song, and Song Fu's name for his son is obviously a work of conscience!

Song Ziyang, who has a bicycle foundation, naturally does not have much obstacle to riding a battery car, and after being familiar with the performance of the battery car, he should not drive too slippery.

Nearly an hour later, Song Ziyang saw Zhang Limin bathed in the sunset. Zhang Limin looks the same as in the photo, but the real person looks more dumb. Of course, anyone who gets lost and stands in one place and waits for an hour to be ghosted.

"Are you from Pingjiang?" Those who can come by bicycle to report must obviously be locals, but locals can get lost like this, Song Ziyang still doesn't believe it.

Zhang Limin didn't answer, just nodded.

"Since you're from Pingjiang, you don't even know where Pingjiang is?"

Zhang Limin nodded again.

"I don't know the road, why don't you ask someone?

"I asked!" Zhang Limin said a little unconvinced.

"Will you come here after asking for directions? You've been tricked!" Song Ziyang once again sighed that the world is declining, and it is easy for a little girl to ride a bicycle to report for duty, and she actually shows people the way.

"The police I asked, I shouldn't lie to me......"

"The police asked you to come here?" Song Ziyang was a little unconvinced, and said in his heart, you must have met a fake policeman, right?

"He told me to turn right at the first red light and walk one more stop to get there. ”

"You didn't do what he said?"

"I did as he said, but I had all the green lights all the way, and I didn't encounter a single red light until I got to this dead end!" Zhang Limin said aggrievedly.

“……”

Song Ziyang was stunned for a moment, and immediately understood the problem, and went crazy in an instant!

Hastyly!

There are still such stupid people in the world, isn't it true that if you go all the way to the green light, you can go to the end of the world!

Song Ziyang didn't expect that there would be such a superb in his class, how did such a person get admitted to university? No wonder the leaders of the college kept mentioning the issue of quality education at the parents' meeting before, and sure enough, this road has a long way to go!

This article is from the book king novel