Chapter 160: A Teahouse-like Language Lesson (1)

Evening self-study without exams, for fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys and girls, time is always happy, especially when this class is still a Chinese class

Everyone doesn't have to look at the elongated face of the physics teacher Lao Mei, who looks gloomy from time to time, don't have to stare at the dense formulas and theorems on the blackboard and the seemingly simple but dizzy schematic diagram of the force on the object, and don't have to look at the red lips of the chemistry teacher on the podium who are rapidly turning up and down in a daze.

Don't even listen to what your math teacher says

Those words, obviously sounding very empathetic, but they hurt some delicate and sensitive people.

"Question 21 is the finale, it's too difficult, just take a look, there's no need to waste time on it...... Wei Anran, Zhang Shuo, Fu Ziheng, Chen Wan...... After class, you will study it carefully, and the next time you encounter this kind of question, as long as you are careful, you should not make any more mistakes......"

After each math week test, the math teacher always habitually said a few words like this after explaining the last big question.

How empathetic.

The difficulty coefficient of the last finale question is too great, and there are only a few students in the whole school who can do it, so don't waste time on this question, and spend more time laying the foundation.

The words are very real, but Pei Qingxi feels hurt no matter how he listens.

Why do you think I'm not going to be able to do it?

At this time, Pei Qingxi always bit his lip, bent his body and lay on his desktop, staring blankly at the place where the red pen circle crossed the test paper, like an abandoned little beast.

This is completely denied, and this person is still ...... This is definitely a big blow to Pei Qingxi, who has been praised by teachers and other parents since he was a child.

Pei Qingxi often thinks that when students encounter difficulties, shouldn't teachers actively and enthusiastically provide encouragement, support and help? As a teacher who solves doubts, why should you easily assume that your students are not good?

Every day in the sea of books, I watched the three fingers of my right hand deformed because of excessive use of the pen, and almost every once in a while I could pull off a thick layer of cocoons from the tiger's mouth and middle finger of my right hand, and raised my confused and hopeless eyes in the workbook piled up into a hill again and again, and I wanted to cry again and again when I listened to the test scores reported by the teacher......

But even if every exam is such a dismal result, they never think of giving up easily.

They always think that maybe one day, they will succeed.

After experiencing countless disappointments and sadness, there is still a trace of desire in their hearts, for the future life, they do not give up easily, they will never admit defeat!

Perhaps, with their persistent efforts, they can really see the rainbow.

However, before that day came, the guide in the difficult journey, the teacher who was supposed to accompany them in their growth and give them timely encouragement, chose to give them up because of their momentary frustration and frustration.

You can't.

In the eyes of the math teacher who only remembered the class leader Fu Ziheng and several other students with particularly top test scores after teaching for a semester, their efforts were in vain: "This kind of finale question is too difficult, no matter how much you study, it is meaningless, it is purely a waste of time and energy, and you can't learn it......"

Self-renunciation and the denial of others are two very different concepts.

I don't give up.

You don't deny.

Our formative years will be complete.

As a sensitive and self-motivated girl, when she needed affirmation and encouragement the most, Pei Qingxi accepted the total rejection from her life mentor.

And the people who face this situation on the way to study are not only Pei Qingxi alone.

Later, when Pei Qingxi passed by the town's cultural activity square, in front of the propaganda board announcing the college entrance examination results, she looked at the list of the top 100 candidates who warmly congratulated Huangpu High School for achieving good results again this year and the list of college entrance examination scores.

For those people, how many of the students they teach have been admitted to key universities, and how many college entrance examination scores rank in the top of the whole school and the county are the most important.

Other people, they don't need to care.

Whether it is in class or outside of class, as long as the students don't make too much trouble, many things they can't see or hear.

How sad is this for motivated children?

They don't need much.

A little affirmation, an occasional encouragement, a little help and care.

......

However......

Pei Qingxi lay on the table and recalculated the test papers of last week's mathematics week test, thinking of the words of the mathematics teacher Lao Wang, he couldn't help but feel depressed and angry, but at this time the classroom was full of joy and relaxation.

In Chinese class, everyone has always been more casual.

In the old man's own words, you don't need to be too restrained in my class, every day in mathematics, physics, chemistry these heavy and boring and obscure classes, it is really difficult for you, the Chinese class is not difficult, every morning in the morning reading class to spend some effort to read and memorize, before the exam to take a good look at it, everyone relax.

Occasionally, everyone is too open in Chinese class, and the old man will also joke with everyone, why, I said that there is no need to be too nervous in Chinese class, you really think that I am a teahouse here?

When everyone saw that the old man was full of red light and was in a good mood, they all nodded and coaxed: "Yes, the teacher is very knowledgeable, his mouth is a classic, and a small story told casually is particularly fascinating......"

"Yes, I like to listen to the teacher's story, teacher, tell a few more."

Isn't it a teahouse?

The old man is a storyteller, and the children sitting under the podium seem to be those spectators and listeners in Mr. Lao She's teahouse.

"Then do you want me to make another pot of tea and serve it to you?"

"Okay, good, good......" everyone coaxed.

"Teacher, your family's Longjing before Ming Dynasty tastes good, Jin Junmei is also very good, and that Biluochun is fine, why don't you go and make a few pots for us?" The people who were talking were about the boys who often went in and out of the old man's house, and they seemed to have a lot of treasures in the old man's house, and they brought out all the good teas that the old man had hidden and commented on them one by one......

"Hehe," the old man was expressionless, his eyes were on the big guy, "why don't I invite everyone to my house for a meal?" ”

Sometimes everyone laughed and made trouble, and the old man suddenly made a straight face.

Everyone's hearts trembled, they all sat upright and didn't dare to move, and they vaguely felt that it was not good, and they all moved one after another, either taking out a pen to copy the notes that the old man had written on the blackboard or opening the Chinese textbook that was thrown aside.