The Chinese woman standing behind the podium saw Jingzhi enter the classroom and continued to talk as she slowly stepped down from the podium and stood next to Jingzhi's seat.

The woman was black from head to toe.

Her short jet-black hair was gently tucked behind her ears, revealing a pair of large white ears.

She wore a full suit, with a long-sleeved jacket on the upper body and a suit skirt that just covered her knees, looking both smart and generous.

The pair of calves exposed under the skirt of the suit are very slender, wrapped in a thick pair of pure black leggings, and paired with her pair of black and shiny high-heeled leather shoes, she looks both intellectual and mature.

Although this woman is dressed as a typical professional woman, she has a baby face, and her body is very petite, which makes her look a little more childish and a little less majestic.

Just as Jingzhi was curiously about to take a closer look at the woman's facial features, a man reached over with a few pieces of paper in his hand, attracting Jingzhi's attention.

It so happened that the owner of this hand was also a Chinese.

It was a well-mannered young man, very similar in age to Jingzhi.

He wore a sky blue shirt and a pair of coffee-colored slacks, which was a very popular outfit.

His dark blue cashmere jacket was lying quietly on the back of his chair, sleeping peacefully.

The boy was white-skinned, ruddy, and wore a pair of thick gold-rimmed glasses; Under his dark and thick eyebrows, there were a pair of big watery eyes, which were bright; His lips are not thick, nor too thin, with a slender melon seed face, with a strong academic atmosphere.

What a "well-mannered scholar"!

"Oops...... the boy whispered to Jingzhi, "This is just sent, and the materials we need to use in today's class ......"

In fact, from the moment Jingzhi appeared at the door, the boy's attention was all on her.

He watched Jingzhi creep in the door and find an empty seat that happened to sit next to him.

Jingzhi lowered her head and quickly scanned the materials handed over by the boy.

It was several sheets of A4 paper with a large number of English sentences printed on them.

Jingzhi didn't know why, so she had to look at the "polite scholar" sitting next to her with a puzzled look.

At this moment, a shallow smile flashed on the face of the "scholar": his own chivalrous behavior had finally paid off—the Chinese girl who was sitting next to him, exuding the smell of sweet perfume, had finally noticed his presence!

As for Jingzhi, she is still in the abyss of doubt, and her face is at a loss.

The lecturer spoke very quickly, and almost all of what he said was very lengthy compound sentences; Moreover, the knowledge she talked about did not belong to the field that Jingzhi was familiar with, which made Jingzhi sound very obscure.

Jingzhi thought to herself, now she can only be a dead horse as a live horse doctor!

She didn't make a sound, and there was no expression on her face, she kept her head down, carefully reading the few pieces of paper handed over by the "scholar", hoping that the dense English letters printed on the paper could tell her what the woman standing next to her was talking about at the first time.

At this time, Jingzhi found that the sentences printed on the paper were divided into several groups, each group had almost ten sentences, all of which were interrogative sentences.

The first set of questions is roughly about what kind of tasks we should accomplish as teaching assistants; how we can help our students; What are our responsibilities; What do we need to do......

This should be a question involving pedagogy, Jingzhi thought to herself.

At this time, she realized that the teacher, who had been talking endlessly, was explaining many key issues on paper, which sounded more like a "mini-speech".

The "mini-presentation" ended quickly, and the classroom fell silent.

The lecturer paused for a few seconds, then immediately gave instructions to discuss the first set of topics for fifteen minutes, and told everyone that after fifteen minutes, she would make a final summary.

For a moment, the classroom became noisy.

Jingzhi finally breathed a sigh of relief, lowered her head and continued to read the first set of questions printed on the few pieces of paper in front of her.

At this time, the "well-mannered scholar" turned around, faced Jingzhi, and whispered to her in Mandarin: "You...... Not a student of the Faculty of Education! ”

At this time, Jingzhi was concentrating on reading, and she had no time to care, so she had to whisper: "I'm not ......"

Undiminished in the slightest, the "scholar" continued to ask, "Are you from another academy?" Coming to a training course at the Faculty of Education? ”

Jingzhi raised her head, stared at the "well-mannered scholar" in front of her, nodded slightly, and replied in a low voice, "Yes......"

"I see!" When the "well-mannered scholar" heard Jingzhi's words, he became even more energetic, and continued to babble: "I think, you should be from another college...... Belch...... Although I am a new PhD student, I have already met people from our college. When you first walked in the door, I realized that I had never seen you before, and I thought to myself, you shouldn't be from our academy. ”

"Well, you guessed it right, I'm not from the College of Education." After saying that, Jingzhi immediately lowered her head and continued to concentrate on reading the questions that needed to be discussed, thinking about how to answer these questions.

"What do you think of the first question? Any thoughts? Let's talk about it! A high-pitched female voice interrupted Jingzhi's thoughts.

Through the emphasis of this person's speech, Jingzhi immediately judged that she was speaking American English.

"Americans?" Jingzhi muttered to herself in her heart as she raised her head and looked in the direction where the voice came from.

The American happened to be sitting across from Jingzhi.

She had a round duck egg face with a pair of watery blue eyes; She has a high nose bridge, thin, narrow lips, and crimson lipstick.

"I don't think we need to define ourselves as 'teachers' for our students." Jingzhi said seriously.

Although Jingzhi's voice was not too loud, she believed that the American on the other side could easily hear what she had just said.

"Why do you say that?" The American continued to ask questions, and it was clear that Jingzhi's words had piqued her curiosity.

"Because we don't know everything, we are proficient in everything." Jingzhi explains, "In many ways, maybe our students will know more and know more than we do. ”

"That's interesting!" The American lamented, "The first question is asking us: What role should we play as teaching assistants?"

Did you just say that we don't need to define ourselves as 'teachers' for our students?

In that case, what role should we play? ”

When the American finally asked, she spoke very quickly, and she was eager to know Jingzhi's detailed opinion on the subject.

"It's better for us to think of ourselves as learning partners with our students," Jingzhi patiently explains, "so that we can not only reduce the distance between the teaching assistant and the students, but also continue to learn from the students and improve ourselves." ”