After class, He Xiyan came to an art training institution in Night City, which was newly opened last year, and the students recruited were all five or six-year-old children.

He Xiyan has been in this school for half a month, she has two classes a day on Thursday and Friday, four classes a day on Saturday and Sunday, she takes group classes, and the class fee for a class can be 100 to 200 yuan, but because she is still a student, the principal is only willing to give her 50 yuan a class.

She didn't care about that, after all, she hadn't graduated yet, and she didn't have much experience to compare with the formal teachers in the school.

50 yuan a class is a lot for her, she can earn 700 yuan a week, and the subsidy is almost 3,200 yuan a month.

He Xiyan would arrive at school half an hour early every time, and she had no experience in preparing for class with this half hour, so she would show her lesson preparation notes to the experienced teachers in the school every day, and those teachers would give her advice, which also helped her to keep improving.

He Xiyan still remembers that when she first went to class, she was so nervous that her face was flushed, but after half a month of training, she can now stand on the podium naturally and generously in class, and she looks like a teacher.

Experience is slowly accumulated, and she believes that the lessons will get better and better.

He Xiyan also took two classes today, and it was already 8:40 p.m. after the second class.

After the students were gone, she began to clean the classroom. Put away all the paper, brushes, and so on, and mop the floor clean.

It was already nine o'clock in the evening when the principal of the school came over.

The principal was very young, only about 30 years old.

"Teacher He......" Principal Li patted He Xiyan on the shoulder.

He Xiyan turned his head and looked at Principal Li with a smile on his face.

In fact, she was still a little nervous, because she was afraid that she would not do well in class, and she was afraid that the principal would fire her.

"Hello, Headmaster......"

Principal Li smiled gently, and looked at He Xiyan from top to bottom.

"Teacher He, that's the case, your class is still improving, and your performance has been good these days. But what about you, how dressed you ......?"

Principal Li stopped talking.

He Xiyan looked down at the clothes he was wearing at this time, a pair of white canvas shoes, a pair of dark blue jeans, and a white T-shirt, very ordinary clothes.

She only has such clothes, after all, she can't afford expensive clothes.

He Xiyan was stunned, a little embarrassed. She thought that the principal might think that the quality of the clothes she wore was too ordinary, and she was afraid that the parents would see that the salary given by the school was too low, so that the teacher could not even afford a good dress.

At this time, Principal Li opened his bag, took out his wallet from it, took out a wad of money, counted 14 and handed it to He Xiyan.

"Teacher He, this is your two-week class fee, and the school's salary is originally monthly. I'll give you your tuition fee for these two weeks in advance, and you can use it to buy two sets of clothes that look more mature, and buy some cosmetics or something. You know, in our industry, parents value the teacher's teaching experience, you look like a teenage girl, and the parents will suspect that you are inexperienced, so you dress up a little more mature in class later and make yourself look like a teacher in your twenties. ”