Chapter 87: Two Female Teachers (2)

For example, a little Tibetan girl named Tsering Yangzhen gave Bai Zezhi a headache. Her attention was always elsewhere, the slightest movement of other classmates, any movement on the playground, would arouse her eager attention, and then suddenly, as if no one was around.

Every time Tsering Yangzhen was advised to "listen carefully", Tsering Yangzhen either smirked blankly, or asked all kinds of logical weird questions to entangle with Bai Zezhi. But since seeing Bai Zezhi's bells and whistles, this little girl has been accepted.

The handful of boys in the back row, led by Qiangba, were also more difficult, pretending to spread out the books in class every time, and then talking and laughing with each other there by themselves. Bai Zezhi reminded them to stop them, they would stop talking for a while and keep quiet for a while, but after a few minutes, they would be in a new state again.

Bai Zezhi pondered and meditated, and came up with a good idea to subdue them. She designed some small activities in and out of class, such as a small competition, watching a movie, and listening to a song, which the children liked very much and were enthusiastic.

And every time at this time, Bai Zezhi would call out the naughty children of Qiangba and tell them: "I'll hold a small competition for everyone in the self-study class, you don't have to participate, go to Teacher Xin's office to make up for your homework." Or: "We're going to have a football game on the weekend, and you don't have to do your homework." ”

Seeing that the excited expressions on the faces of those boys were frozen in an instant, Bai Zezhi was secretly happy in his heart, and said in his heart: See if you guys are still making trouble. In this way, these most naughty boys can also obediently listen to the class and complete their homework obediently.

Although the last class was hard and there were many headaches, the situation was getting better day by day and the children were improving. Bai Zezhi took on all the English classes in the school, and at most there were six classes a day. Sometimes she feels tired, but every time she wants to stop, those lovely students come to mind, and their simple smiles always make her forget her tiredness and hard work. It also made her forget herself, her troubles and sorrows.

Yes, looking at the children's dirty faces and clear eyes like water, looking at the children's patched clothes and torn shoes, and then looking at the mountains and blue sky outside the window, Bai Zezhi felt that all his previous troubles and sorrows were so small.

There was a Tibetan male teacher at the school, Dawa Tsering, who was dark-skinned and athletic, with a smile on his face and white teeth. He usually takes good care of Bai Zezhi and Xin Xing and gives them a lot of help. Help them renovate their bathrooms, fix aging wiring, and help them travel long distances to buy fresh fruit. Also, accompany them to find the children who skipped class and didn't go to school one by one.

There was a boy named Renqing Wangmu in the class who suddenly stopped coming to school, and on the day off, Bai Zezhi decided to visit his home. With a bright smile on his face, Dawa Tsering said to Bai Zezhi in his Mandarin with a thick accent: "Teacher Bai, I can go alone, the road is very long, it is difficult to walk, and it will be very hard." If you don't go, I will definitely be responsible for getting Renqing Wangmu back. ”

Bai Zezhi said firmly: "It's okay, I'm not afraid, I'll go with you." ”