Chapter 4: I Just Want to Speak
Vaguely, Zhang still heard a sigh, and glanced at Xiaomei and Xiaomeng in the middle row with his right eye, but there was still no expression on their faces, so they didn't dare to have it.
"You're saying I'm being unfair to you? Can you elaborate on that? ”
Even though he was wearing glasses, Zhang still felt that the cold light had shot at him, but soon the head teacher faced all the students again, "Everyone listen to it, see if what Zhang Yi said is right, what he said is good, the teacher corrects it, and we will correct it collectively!" ”
There is a pair of impenetrable eyes hidden behind the glass lenses, and perhaps all the students will wonder: will the teacher really change it?
Zhang is still not afraid, she has the aura of rebirth, so she simply said happily, "The senior group students in our class study well, but they don't like to talk, she doesn't like to participate in activities, you should talk to her more and encourage her more, instead of saying that she is an elm pimple, a dead brain, and a bad word like dying to save face and suffer in front of all of us." She's an introverted girl, and you're talking about it so much, have you considered her feelings? ”
Seeing the head teacher nodding, Zhang still continued, "Also, Xiaomei is the representative of the English class, and she goes to the office to run diligently, but it does not mean that she can replace the tasks of other class representatives." Naturally, your own class representative will pick up the test papers, and you don't need to arrange for her to carry them. Also, she is just a little better than Xiaomeng's classmates, but she can't often compare the two of them, Xiaomeng's classmates are so real, they are in the same village and on the same road to school and school, you praise one to the sky every day, and degrade the other to the ground, okay? The blackboard newspaper task in the class is handed over to Xiaomei every time, and those who don't know think she is your relative. ”
Indeed, Xiaomeng is a little silly, and Xiaomei is a little energetic.
However, Zhang still said this, and more content pointed to the head teacher's eccentricity of Xiaomei.
"I don't know if she's your relative, anyway, I never know when a new blackboard newspaper needs to be published, and you have never made it public in the class, you always called her to the office in private and told her to do it. I think the atmosphere in Class 6 is so quiet, probably like the elm pimple you said. ”
No one laughed, no one whispered, only the head teacher laughed awkwardly on the podium.
In addition to smiling awkwardly, the head teacher nodded, "When the blackboard newspaper was published, weren't there a lot of students involved, and there were several people who wrote and painted." ”
"Several of them are named, what content, what results, we don't know. Where is the location of the blackboard newspaper, it is estimated that there are still many students who don't know! ”
"There are so many students in the class, I always have to find a few students who are good at studying, or good at writing, and good at drawing, and some students can't do it. Look at the back rows, in addition to making trouble every day, it is to cause trouble, and if you don't study hard, can you still make a blackboard newspaper? ”
Teacher Guo's will make Zhang still feel ridiculous, "Teacher, how do you deal with it, do you call them to the office to criticize them, or openly call them out in class to educate them?" ”
Without waiting for the head teacher to explain, Zhang still continued: "There are both types of education. Well...... It's just that it hasn't played a role, it's still making trouble, I think, I don't like to learn about this, it's not something that can be changed by beating and scolding. ”
At this time, there was a burst of muttering from the back row, and I vaguely heard some classmates say words like "amazing, ability".
The head teacher turned his head to face everyone again, "Okay, do you think what Zhang said is right?" Raise your hand in support! ”
The audience was silent, and the sighs and muttering just now couldn't be heard at all, just like that: so quiet that you could hear even a needle falling on the ground.
The head teacher encouraged everyone again: "Ask again, if you think she is right, just raise your hand!" ”
The audience was still silent.
When the head teacher was thinking about how to alleviate the terrible atmosphere of silence next, Wang Xiaomei raised her hand, looked at the head teacher, and looked eager to speak.
"I think what Zhang Yiyi said is very good, the atmosphere in our class is indeed a bit bad, everyone always likes to take care of their own things, and they are not very united. And let me explain, I do have to go to the English office several times a day, in addition to handing in homework, that is, sending homework, when I come back, I always pass by the math and biology office, sometimes the teacher sees me, and asks me to bring the things I need for the next class, and I don't have to grab other class representative tasks at all. As for the blackboard newspaper, maybe the head teacher is afraid of delaying everyone's study time, it just so happens that I used to do this often, and I am more experienced, so I let me deal with it quickly, without caring about everyone's feelings, I'm sorry. ”
Xiaomei said very sincerely, and as soon as she said "I'm sorry", she lowered her head and reflected on herself.
The head teacher took advantage of the situation to praise her: "Very good, Xiaomei said very well, and explained a lot to everyone." However, Zhang Yi's suggestion is also very good, any activities in the future, I will announce it in advance at the class meeting, don't be shy if you want to participate, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, the important thing is to participate! ”
Wang Xiaomei pursed her mouth, listened carefully to the praise of the head teacher, and then cast a supportive and approving look.
"Then, classmate Zhang Yiyi, do you have any other suggestions?"
Seeing that Zhang was still shaking his head, the head teacher looked at the other students, looking for another "activist." ”
Unfortunately, the class began to fall silent again.
"Alright then, class is over."
In the last sentence, the head teacher said it very quietly, angry with self-comfort, and a little irritable.
On the playground, everyone spread out and sat together in twos and threes.
Then, with a boom, a plane flew over their heads, leaving a white trail.
Xiaomeng happily pointed to the plane that had just flown in the sky and said to Xiaomei, "Is your father coming home?" ”
Wang Xiaomei's face soon revealed a faint smile, as well as a trace of imperceptible pride.
Ma Xiaomeng looked excited, "Wow, you can see your father after school today." ”
Before Xiaomei could explain, Zhang Yi walked over again, looked at the trace in the sky that was about to disappear, covered his eyes with one hand, and asked curiously, "Which country does your father work in?" ”
The word "part-time job" always sounds a little bad.
Wang Xiaomei's face was already a little blushing.
Ma Xiaomeng spoke: "What kind of part-time job?" People are in a foreign country. ”
Zhang Yiyi: "Yes, go abroad to work." I earn a lot of money, but I can't come back, it's very hard and tiring. ”
At that time, the children felt very lofty when they heard about going abroad, but in fact, it was just the emerging "fever of going abroad".