After graduating from the normal school, she received a job a few days later. I went to work as a Chinese teacher in a middle school in a small town.

She went right away, not expecting to pass without an interview and a written exam. When he came to this town, he found that although the town is not as prosperous as the city, there is no shortage of supermarkets and restaurants. And the environment is good, the consumption is low, and there are additional subsidies from the government. She was satisfied.

On the way to school, she listened to an older teacher and several other teachers discussing how a good Chinese teacher with decades of teaching experience was angry with three notoriously bad students. So he stepped forward and asked, "This teacher, which class of teachers are you talking about who was angry and left?" It's the fifth class! Teacher Du then understood why he didn't have to come to work without an interview, he was here to teach that class, and gave me the most difficult class to teach, isn't this bullying me as a newcomer? Teacher Du secretly cheered herself: Come on, Xiao Du, my teaching career has just begun.

A week ago, on the day a Chinese teacher with decades of teaching experience voluntarily resigned. The students of Class 5 did not show any sadness, but cheered as a whole. On the same day, the students in Class 5 received a notification that a new Chinese teacher would be coming in a few days. The people in the class began to discuss it, and it became a hot topic in Class 5 for a while. Some boys want a beautiful female teacher, and girls want a handsome male teacher. For Xia Jie, it's the same for everyone. For Guo Shan, the teacher is secondary, and he doesn't need a teacher to teach him to learn well. As for Song Hu, as long as the teacher doesn't care about him eating, drinking, sleeping, messing around, and a bunch of problems in class.

After a few days, the new teacher did not come. The students in the class no longer discussed this topic, but instead discussed what to do in the future Chinese class.

When Mr. Du came to the school gate, I didn't seem to know what floor the first year of junior high school was. Find a classmate to ask, who to say hello to? At this time, Xia Jie and Wu Shuang came over, and it was him. Teacher Du asked, "What floor is this student on in the first year of junior high school?" Xia Jie looked at the person asking for directions, it was a woman about 20 years old, "Third floor, no thanks." After speaking, he and Wu Shuang walked into the school gate.

"Who was that guy just now?" Wu Shuang asked Xia Jie, "I don't know, I haven't seen it." ”

When it was time for the fifth class to take Chinese class, everyone thought that the Chinese class was reading by themselves again, but they didn't expect a new teacher to come. The new teacher first introduced himself, "My surname is Du, and the students can affectionately call me Mr. Du." Actually, I just graduated, teaching for the first time, and I hope to get along with everyone. Xia Jie saw that it was the person who asked him for directions, this plot is really a bit bloody! The whole class was staring at the podium, but there was one person who still didn't give face, no matter who came. Brother Tiger took out a bag of potato chips, ate them from class, fell asleep after eating, and sat up every few seconds before class.

In the first class of his teaching career, Mr. Du felt okay. With one exception, referring to Song Hu. In the office of the Chinese group, a teacher who had substituted for Xia Jie's class suggested that if Teacher Du wanted to rectify the scattered class of the fifth class, he should start with Song Hu, Xia Jie, and Guo Shan. So, Mr. Du came up with a good solution.

In the Chinese class in the afternoon, Mr. Du proposed to choose a representative of the Chinese class as soon as the class started. I wish the class leader the first to raise his hand, Teacher Du shook his head and said, "Xia Jie, you can be the one." Xia Jie sat on the chair and refused directly, "I'm not interested." Zhu Menglin muttered in a low voice: "This hooligan is not uncommon, class representative!" Xiao Huan asked in a low voice, "Meng Lin, what are you talking about?" "Nothing." Teacher Du asked Guo Shan again, Guo Shan stood up and said with a smile: "Teacher, it's not that I don't want to be, I have other positions." Guo Shan repeatedly resigned, and Mr. Du said: "The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility, and the two positions are also okay." Guo Shan was very helpless and explained: "Teacher, in addition to being the representative of the five subjects, I am also a member of the class study committee and the president of the school's student union. If it weren't for the squad leader who didn't want to be a squad leader, I would have been a squad leader a long time ago. Zhu the squad leader glanced at Guo Shan, and in this brief moment, her tablemate and best friend Xiao Huan looked at it in her eyes. There were a few other students who recommended themselves, and Mr. Du shook his head and decided to go to class first.

There were still five minutes to go to class, Song Hu sat up and looked at the table below, and fell asleep again. Teacher Du shouted Song Hu, but Song Hu ignored it, and the eyes of the whole class focused on Song Hu. Guo Shan turned his head and gave Song Hu a look, pulling Song Hu back to the classroom from his dream, and Teacher Du said earnestly: "The little fat classmate in the corner is the representative of the Chinese class." Song Hu's eyes widened and he couldn't believe his ears, and asked Guo Shan in front of him to give him a moment, but Guo Shan refused. Song Hu shook Guo Shan behind his back, so annoying, Guo Shan turned his head back and slapped him. Song Hu's face was hot, yes, it hurts, I really wasn't dreaming. Zhu Menglin was surprised, no one could choose him. The whole class didn't understand Mr. Du's intentions. Teacher Du said, "Congratulations to this little fat classmate. The leader applauded, and then the whole class applauded inexplicably.

Song Hu was so happy that I was the class representative. I feel like this new teacher is not bad. The daily tasks of the class representative are to receive homework, send homework, send homework, keep homework, and write homework. I can't sleep, eat, or make trouble in class. Song Hu thought that the class representative was not bad a few days ago, but then he didn't want to be it.

Song Hu complained: "Being a class representative is not good at all, there is no freedom at all. "Yo, Brother Tiger, isn't the class representative quite energetic?" "Chairman Guo San, forget it, I'm not the representative of the class. Blue lean shiitake mushrooms. Xia Jie said: "Then it's not appropriate to talk to the teacher." "Yes, thank you, Brother Jie."

So one day in Chinese class, Mr. Du gave a lecture as usual. Song Hu stood up and said, "Teacher, what you teach is useless. Teacher Du calmly replied: "My dear Chinese class representative, I don't allow you to say that about yourself. Brother Hu contracted the laughter of the whole class for a day, but at Song Hu's strong request, the position of the representative of the Chinese class changed hands.

Under the wise leadership of Mr. Du, the scum class of Class 5 became an advanced class, and a small flowing red flag symbolizing honor was hung in the class. This is something that was unimaginable before.

In fact, at the beginning, Mr. Du was really a little uneasy, and he didn't want to have his own teaching career, so he failed at the beginning. Her first impression of Xia Jie was not bad, and after getting along with each other gradually, she felt that these three students were not as bastards as she had heard, but three good students. There are a lot of glowing spots on them, like pearls buried in the sand, but no one else has noticed them.

Brother Tiger @Everyone: "Your Brother Tiger is also a person who has been a class representative." ”

Guo Shan @ Song Hu: "Although I don't want to admit it, this is a fact." ”

Song Hu @ Guo Shan: "Chairman Guo San, that's natural, I'll send Hu Shi, who is it." How good! ”

Guo Shan @ Song Hu: "You can be a class representative, not thanks to the author." ”

Song Hu @ the author: "That's what I said, thank you to the author." ”