Ultimate Teacher Chapter 205: 、You wear my favorite white shirt!

Chapter 205. You wear a white shirt that I like, but I can only say sorry!

"Take a big class for the whole first grade?" Fang Yan asked with a look of surprise.

He is no stranger to the big class model. Moreover, this way of class is very common in universities. Find a large ladder classroom to gather students from several classes of the same grade for unified teaching. Save professor time and labor costs.

However, Suzaku is a high school, not a university. Fang Yan is very clear about what a big class looks like in a university.

Freedom, casualness, extremely high check-in rate and very few people. Few students are studying seriously.

University is more focused on cultivating students’ self-discipline and divergent thinking-for example, whether they wake up at 10 o'clock in the morning or 11 o'clock in the morning, such as whether they eat braised eggplant or casserole rice noodles at noon today, For example, with the two stupid landlords in the next bedroom, won the sticker on their face or let them shout towards the opposite girl’s bedroom. XX I love you-most of them are networks that look bad. Reds.

If the large class mode is started in high school in advance, and the students are freed from the high-pressure state, can they still withdraw their heart and focus on studying hard?

"Yes." Zhang Shaofeng nodded seriously. "First, your Fang's teaching method has achieved initial results in class 9. Even one class has been surpassed by you. If you want to promote it throughout the school, the large class mode is a very good choice. Just try it in advance. Second, we can completely stifle the idea of ​​parents’ frequent activities, students’ unstable mentality, and want to jump from other classes to class 9 -----Large class mode, no discrimination, what else is there to jump?"

"What do I do for other language teachers in the first-grade language group for the whole class I give?" Fang Yan asked aloud. Obviously, this is an offense.

Fang Yan teaches all first-year students a big class. How can other language teachers feel bad?

"They still serve as language teachers in various classes. You take four large classes a week, and the language teachers in various classes lead students to study at other times. There is not much change from before. It is like writing a novel. , You make a story outline, and they lead the students to write according to the story outline."

"I think students may not be adapted to this way of learning------"

"Teacher Fang, when you just took the students of class 9 to Quehe to study poetry, all of us except Lu Chaoge’s director felt that the students were not adapted to that way of learning. Your behavior is - ---Nonense. But, it turns out that our vision is still too shallow. You succeeded, you proved your worth --------" Zhang Shaofeng, the old fox, insisted.

"Principal, our school does not have a classroom that can accommodate four or five hundred people -" Fang Yan said. There are eleven classes in the first grade, which is calculated based on forty people in each class, with at least four or five hundred students. Although Suzaku High School is very affluent, I never thought of preparing a few staircase classrooms for large classes during construction.

"I have already thought about this problem. We have a school auditorium that can accommodate more than 200 people. We divide the eleven classes into two halves and lead half of the students to attend the lectures each time."

"Principal, is this really appropriate?" Fang Yan asked uncertainly.

Zhang Shaofeng looked at Fang Yan firmly and said, "Teacher Fang Yan, what are you worried about? I'm not worried, what are you worried about? It's inappropriate and inappropriate. I'll know if you give it a try? I believe you can succeed. And, if you succeed-you will be the first person in the whole high school of the flower world. If the effect is not obvious, we will cancel the big class. There will not be much loss. Right? "

"When is the big class scheduled?" Fang Yan asked.

“Oh, I’ve got it ready for you. The four major lessons are scheduled on Monday and Friday night self-study time - after all, you can’t delay the normal class time during the day.”

"Principal." Fang Yan's eyes widened. Isn't this overtime work? "You just said that Lu Xiaodong wants me to do my job well. I can't arrange too many tasks-----"

"Yes. I said that. But Lu Xiaodong also said the same to me, let me actively cooperate with you to promote Fang's teaching method -----Look, Lu Xiaodong has told you It's really partial. She didn't call this teaching method the Suzaku teaching method, but put all the honors on your own. Teacher Fang Yan, you should not do more work to repay the school director to you. Your love?"

"-------"

Zhang Shaofeng took a cup of tea and took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "Teacher Fang, we will give you the appropriate cost of make-up lessons."

"Principal Zhang, I am not a teacher for money, I just like to be with students-----"

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In the warm afternoon sun, the wind blows through the rows of pens and the poplars. The foliage shook and rattled, and two leaves flew away from the mother in the air. You may be afraid, but they have gained freedom and sky and sea.

Laughter and laughter on campus, students gathered in groups of three and five to chat and talk, some people were playing football in the playground and some people were singing in the woods.

This kind of time is quiet and beautiful, and it makes people feel energetic.

"This kind of life will soon no longer belong to us." Jiang Qin sighed. I have regrets on my face, and I am unhappy.

"But we will have a more exciting life." Yuan Lin said. "Everyone will leave. It’s just that we will leave early. Have you thought about it? We are in the 26th middle school. Our study is not the best in school. Frankly speaking, we don’t like to study at all. ."

"Although I promised Teacher Fang that we will take Suzaku High School in the future, we will enter the class he teaches. But can we really do it? How many middle schools are there in this city? How many students are there ?How many schools are better than us?"

"How about even if you are admitted to Suzaku? We compete with more and better students. Learn Chinese, learn math, learn history, learn English, and learn what we don’t like or may not even use. Enter high school after graduating from high school, what do you do after graduating from college? Have you thought about it? What will you do after graduating from college?"

Jiang Qin* looked at Yuan Lin and said, "Yuan Xiaolin, are you thinking too far?"

"It is very far away. There is one year left in the middle school entrance examination, three years in high school, and four years in college. At least eight years are left to be deserted. If we were before, of course we don’t have to think about things after nine years. Same as before. It’s carefree to go shopping or sing in class or skip class, but how good is it? However, now there is a big opportunity before us, we have to think about it."

"I like to sing, and so do you. Let's learn vocal music, learn guzheng, flute, dulcimer - do you remember? Last time when the two of us walked to the door of Regal Building, you saw a teacher of dulcimer In recruiting students, you said that you really want to study, but the fees are too high. If you are willing to help in the summer, we will become the best talents in this field-is this not very good? Why can’t we catch this Opportunity?"

Jiang Qin looked to Yuan Lin and said, "I always find it very strange. The conditions in your house are so good. Why do you have to be a star? Even if I can't read Suzaku, you can find a way to go in. Even if I graduated from university If you can’t find a job, you don’t have to worry about such a problem—why are you going to be a star?”

"Because, I want to be a different person." Yuan Lin said with a smile. "My dad is a businessman, and my mom is a businessman. So, I want to be a different person from them. Unlike many people in this world. When Americans mention Huaxia Kung Fu, they think of Bruce Lee when they mention it. When I was playing Guzheng, I would think of Yuan Lin ----Is this something that is very proud and worth paying for?"

Jiang Qin laughed and said, "It seems that you have made up your mind. I just don't know if I can convince your parents------"

"It must be." Yuan Lin said firmly.

At this time, someone shouted loudly: "Be careful."

Pap!

A football came running and hit Jiang Qin in the chest.

Jiang Qin shouted ‘oops’ and backed off again and again, almost fell to the ground by this football.

A boy ran quickly, looked at Jiang Qin with a panic, and said, "Classmate, are you okay? Classmate, did you hurt you?"

Jiang Qin was unable to speak while covering her chest. Yuan Lin stood up and grappled for her good friend, shouting, "Hey, how do you play football? The goal is so big, you are playing against people, are you sick?"

"I'm sorry I'm sorry-----" the boy desperately apologized. "I didn’t mean it~IndoMTL.com~I didn’t mean it. I----I sent her to the infirmary to see it."

Yuan Lin looked at Jiang Qin and said, "Do you want to see it?"

Jiang Qin shook his head and said, "No need."

The boy was anxious and said, "Student, let's go check it out. What if it hurts? I'll accompany you to see it, OK?"

"No need." Jiang Qin glanced at the boy and said.

"Then I write down your mobile phone number-you give me your phone number, I will keep in touch with you at any time, I will come over immediately if there is any problem, is it done?" The boy looked with expectation on his face To Jiang Qin.

Jiang Qin and Yuan Lin are extremely sensitive, and they look up at the boys at the same time.

The man is very handsome, with thin cheeks and long eyelashes.

Clean and gentle, with the shyness the student deserves.

The upper body is a snow white shirt, black pants, and a pair of white Converse canvas shoes on the feet.

Seeing the eyes of the two girls scrutinizing, the boy's complexion turned red suddenly.

"That, I----I just want------"

"I'm sorry." Jiang Qin interrupted him and said, "I really don't need it."

The boy looked sad, nodded, and said, "Sorry, I----"

Unfinished, he turned and ran away quickly.

"Cai Lian of Class 7, he likes you -----" Yuan Lin said.

Jiang Qin looked up at the clouds in the sky and sighed softly.

You wear a white shirt that I like, but I can only say sorry.

(Ps: Lao Liu’s public WeChat account: liuxiahui28. You can also find it by directly searching for “Liu Xia Hui”. A live version of Fang Yan Jiang Qin Qin Yi Tian Ye Rou and other characters will be published on WeChat public platform Pictures. So, everyone pay attention to avoid missing the highlights.)