Chapter 59

When he heard that Wan Qiu was already fourteen years old, Jiang Chengfeng was very surprised.

Wan Qiu is even weaker than ordinary children, like a fragile sapling that has just broken through the ground, and can easily break life just by holding it.

Shouldn't such a child intervene early? Why drag it out to the age of fourteen?

Jiang Chengfeng didn't ask much, he didn't have too much speculation about such a family.

I finally got a hard-won opportunity to change the status quo, If I accidentally did something wrong and let the opportunity slip out of my hands, I will be awakened by myself in the middle of the night.

Jiang Chengfeng read the diagnosis book made by Yan Hua, a psychiatrist, but after seeing the information above, Jiang Chengfeng was a little confused.

Yan Hua's diagnosis book does not look like a case, but rather a psychoanalysis and behavioral analysis, and she does not seem to be able to determine an accurate cause.

However, the psychological condition of human beings cannot be generalized, and the degree of complexity cannot be completely summarized.

During the three days of trial teaching, Jiang Chengfeng became familiar with Wanqiu.

This child was not the same as anyone he knew who was not very obedient, had difficulty teaching successfully, and could not listen to the lesson.

He is very serious about learning, and even if he doesn't understand, he tries very hard to understand.

He always held a pen in his hand and took notes in jumbled handwriting on paper.

Wan Qiu's seriousness and curiosity for learning are like sparks.

And his passion for teaching was slowly ignited by a small spark.

Wan Qiu was also doing his best to respond to his teaching, which made Jiang Chengfeng moved.

Though...... The teaching results are not so good.

Jiang Chengfeng had a higher patience with Wan Qiu than usual, but he saw Wan Qiu's shoulders trembling with anxiety because he couldn't understand his teaching.

At that moment, Jiang Chengfeng felt guilty for not being able to teach a student who was hungry for knowledge.

He pressed Wan Qiu's shoulder, and had to admit his incompetence.

But the boy grabbed his fingers.

He heard the student say, "I'm sorry. ”

When I first arrived, I had a strong desire to get a job, but at this time, I felt guilty.

Jiang Chengfeng wanted to take the initiative to say that he was not qualified to be Wanqiu's teacher, but while waiting in the living room, he met the fourth child in the family.

It was an extremely handsome young man, who was actually younger than Wan Qiu, but he looked very precocious.

"Is teaching with my brother going well?" As if he was worried about his brother, this young man named Chu Yigui took the initiative to ask.

When Jiang Chengfeng faced Chu Yigui, he couldn't treat Chu Yigui as a child inexplicably, and it was easy to ignore his age.

With full of helplessness, Jiang Chengfeng told the other party the truth: "I used many methods, but it was difficult for him to understand, and his teaching progress was not advanced. ”

"Did you use that method?" Chu Yigui sat beside Jiang Chengfeng.

Jiang Chengfeng waved and said, "Yes, but he is suffering because of my teaching." ”

"Are you going to stop teaching?"

Jiang Chengfeng could only say: "I just think there should be someone who does better than me." ”

However, Chu Yigui thought for a while and said: "My brother's teaching method is different from others, you use what you think is the easiest method, slowly, tell your brother, and then stop and let your brother understand by himself, how about it?" ”

Jiang Chengfeng was stunned, Chu Yigui's words seemed to remind him of something.

"This ......" Jiang Chengfeng didn't know whether it was better to refuse or agree.

"Don't talk all the time, give your brother time to understand and think." Chu Yigui propped his head, turned his face sideways and said to Jiang Chengfeng, "Let's try again." ”

"Why?" Jiang Chengfeng felt that with the salary of the Chu family, he would definitely be able to find someone who was better and more suitable than him.

And Chu Yigui's eyes were a little vain, and his gaze was not focused: "If you leave, my brother may think that it is his own reason and will feel guilty." ”

After Chu Yigui finished speaking, he didn't seem to have any intention of communicating with him anymore.

But Jiang Chengfeng was silent for a long time.

Jiang Chengfeng felt that Chu Yigui was not so much here to talk to him......

It's better to say that I'm here to care about Wanqiu.

The relationship between the brothers in this house must be very good.

Jiang Chengfeng and Chu Jianshu asked to try again, according to the method taught to him by the fourteen-year-old boy.

The class, which was noisy and always echoed his voice, became a little silent.

Surprisingly, this method worked.

The progress of teaching, which has not been able to be promoted, can be carried out.

Jiang Chengfeng reflected on his own teaching methods, constantly repeating, trying to use his own voice to make students remember.

Could it be because of his non-stop voice, so that the chaotic information kept entering Wan Qiu's mind, and Wan Qiu didn't have enough time to think?

Jiang Chengfeng was surprised, why would a fourteen-year-old child know how to teach better than him?

However, Jiang Chengfeng denied that it was his teaching method that was more suitable for Wanqiu.

He's just an outsider.

And Chu Yigui is Wan Qiu's family.

Who knows their loved ones better than their families?

Although it didn't go well, Jiang Chengfeng still got the job.

After knowing that he was staying, Wan Qiu kept quietly curling the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Chengfeng felt cute, and when he communicated with Wan Qiu, he told Chu Yigui about it.

He saw Wan Qiu unconsciously holding the pen in his hand: "My brother has always been very powerful, and what he said is right." ”

In Wan Qiu's eyes, he saw his intimacy with Chu Yigui.

Jiang Chengfeng is a little envious of such a brotherly relationship, understanding each other, trusting each other, and thinking about each other.

Jiang Chengfeng went to thank Chu Yigui, but Chu Yigui shook his head.

"You don't have to thank me, if you don't succeed, I'll say the same to the next person who comes to interview." Chu Yigui smiled at Jiang Chengfeng.

At that moment, Jiang Chengfeng felt that he had lived for so many years, and it seemed that he could not compare to a fourteen-year-old child.

In front of Chu Yigui, Jiang Chengfeng even felt that there was a huge gap between himself and Chu Yigui.

Children of rich families......

How are they educated?

Jiang Chengfeng was puzzled.

Wanqiu is a very obedient student, willing to think, and takes his studies seriously.

The enthusiasm and hard work were not in vain, and Wanqiu gave him feedback very positively.

When the child looked at himself intently, Jiang Chengfeng actually had an inexplicable touch.

Even if they haven't been together for a long time, he can't help but have a good impression of this child named Wanqiu.

It's as if those eyes were born to win the favor of others.

Jiang Chengfeng felt that he could take the job, but purely because he was the first to conduct a trial teaching.

He met Wanqiu, and he met good luck.

Willing to put in more effort than others, who can hate such a child.

Teaching has lasted for two months now, from the hot summer to the late autumn.

After that, there is a small long holiday, and now Jiang Chengfeng is conducting a midterm exam for Wanqiu.

Jiang Chengfeng was in the bright room, looking down at Wan Qiu, who was seriously writing the topic in front of the desk.

Compared with when he first met, Wan Qiu gradually showed the unique youthful demeanor of a fourteen-year-old boy under the care of favorable conditions.

When the beautiful boy was concentrating on the topic, his round eyes looked even more cute in serious thought.

During this quiet time, Jiang Chengfeng found that he seemed to be used to enjoying the tranquility around Wan Qiu.

Jiang Chengfeng lives in a rented house in an urban village, and the narrow rented room is always surrounded by neighbors, and there are always sounds of quarrels, swaying beds, snoring, and the sound of water flowing in the bathroom, all the time.

And here, the faint scent of ink in the air, the aroma of books, and the rustle of writing are the only hustle and bustle.

"Teacher, I'm done."

When Wan Qiu handed out the roll, he was a little apprehensive, his hands tightened, and his eyelashes trembled uneasily.

In this way, even if he did the wrong topic, Jiang Chengfeng was reluctant to be strict with Wan Qiu.

Every time he is at such a time, he can better understand Wanqiu's parents' doting on Wanqiu.

After two months of teaching, Wanqiu actually made rapid progress.

Jiang Chengfeng's teaching to Wanqiu is not learning in the real sense, but teaching common sense.

And Wan Qiu's chaotic way of speaking from the beginning has become smooth.

Wanqiu will practice calligraphy carefully every day, and the fonts that are all squeezed together with different sizes like ants are already very regular.

Wanqiu is a student who can write as much as he assigns, and he will never practice, but he will never write less, and he will be obedient to the point of being a little rigid.

When correcting the papers, Jiang Chengfeng occasionally raised his eyes and noticed that Wan Qiu was looking at him hard, focused and nervous.

Jiang Chengfeng wanted to laugh a little.

The results on the volume are actually very average, but every word of Wanqiu is written very seriously.

Now Wanqiu is nervous.

Jiang Chengfeng did not appease Wan Qiu, and appropriate pressure in study was also necessary.

Jiang Chengfeng showed Wan Qiu the score, and Wan Qiu was obviously very disappointed.