Although Yu Huaibo has a bad personality, his teaching level is really good. He explained the knowledge points from the simple to the deep, the language was witty, and he also interspersed a few small jokes from time to time to amuse everyone.
The group of basketball boys under the stage, when they see the culture class teacher, they seem to see the black and white impermanence of the soul, and they can't wait to hide away. But Yu Huaibo completely broke their prejudice against the teacher. They listened with great interest. Even the English-speaking team members at the back of the crane all took a pen and copied a few knowledge points.
In the blink of an eye, the two-hour make-up time passed in a flash, and when the bell rang for the end of get out of class, everyone was still a little unsure.
"Okay, that's it for today's class." Yu Huaibo pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose and said with a smile, "Everyone, the next class will be three days later, remember to put the knowledge I said today when you go back. Review everything."
He paused, then said, "By the way, let's set up a WeChat group, and we can talk about anything in the group in the future."
His proposal was unanimously approved by everyone. As the captain, Liu Fangzhou was responsible for the important task of pulling the group.
There are a total of 12 team members who came to make up the lesson this time, including Yu Huaibo, exactly 13 people.
What an unlucky number.
Meng Yufan directly chose to block the group news after joining the group. It was disgusting to see that sanctimonious face in get out of class. After class, he didn't want him to appear in his circle of friends.
He picked up his schoolbag and was about to leave, but as soon as he got up, he was stopped by Yu Huaibo.
"Why is this classmate in such a hurry?" Yu Huaibo laughed, "I remember your name is... Meng Yufan, right? In a hurry to meet your girlfriend?"
"No." Meng Yufan said coldly, "I'm going to work."
He secretly changed the concept. Anyway, Sister Xiaoxiao is his employer, so going to see his girlfriend is of course tantamount to going to work.
"Then the teacher has to finish talking." Yu Huaibo looked good-tempered, "There is still an important thing to announce."
Helpless, Meng Yufan could only stop and listen to what "important things" the teacher had to stop him.
Unexpectedly, what Yu Huaibo called an important thing was to set up a "class representative"!
They are not elementary school students, why do they need class representatives
However, Yu Huaibo's reasons were one after another. He was new to the school and was not familiar with the school environment. If he had a class representative, he could help him with some chores related to the class.
"Don't underestimate this position." Yu Huaibo said, "I have lived abroad for many years, and there are 'assistant' positions in foreign universities. In fact, my class representatives are similar to those of teaching assistants, so I can give them to you. It's a good exercise, is there any classmate who wants to be brave?"
His gaze swept across the dozen or so boys in the classroom one by one, but whoever he set his eyes on, he quickly looked away: some stared at the fan on the roof, some lowered their heads to play with their mobile phones, and some simply stared blankly. In short, no one wants to be assigned such a thankless errand.
Come on, it's not easy for them to come to English classes, and let them be class representatives? - Don't even think about it!
In the end, Yu Huaibo's eyes fell on Meng Yufan.
He smiled slightly: "I think it's better to use this classmate Meng Yufan as my class representative."
Meng Yufan: "...???" He immediately refused, "Teacher, my English grades are poor, so I can't be your class representative."
"It doesn't matter, how bad is it that you can't even memorize 26 letters?" Yu Huaibo couldn't let him refuse at all.
At this moment, Meng Yufan's acting skills reached the peak of his life: "What?" He was shocked and said, "Isn't there 22 English letters?"
Yu Huaibo: "..."
The whole class burst into laughter. Huang Xiaoke, who was sitting in the front row, laughed so much that he was paralyzed on the table with his back arched, looking very funny.
Meng Yufan's face was not blushing or his heart was beating, and he looked at Yu Huaibo calmly. He almost held up a banner with both hands and wrote: Stay away from me, scumbags.
Unfortunately, the little wolf dog still underestimated the shamelessness of the old dog.
"This classmate, you are really humorous." Yu Huaibo turned him around, "Since you can't even recognize 26 letters, you should be my class representative. Here are a few sets of papers that are suitable for you. , remember to take it back and finish it all."
After he finished speaking, he didn't wait for Meng Yufan to reject him again, he immediately picked up the lesson plan, turned around and walked out of the classroom.
Looking at his figure walking away quickly, a few boys in the team who were watching the fun and not being too serious immediately surrounded him.
"Fantastic, Fanzi, just a few words made the new teacher so angry." Huang Xiaoke took his shoulder, "Speaking of which, why do you dislike him so much. It's not really because he played with a few women before. Well? Your sense of justice is too strong."
Meng Yufan didn't want to talk too much with his teammates about this kind of thing, so he took his arm off his shoulder angrily. "I would like to know why he is so used to me. This class represents who loves to be, who should go."
If Meng Yufan was not very sure that he had never met Yu Huaibo before, he would have thought that Yu Huaibo knew him.
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After entering December, Hwaseong ushered in another cold wave. The temperature plummeted by more than ten degrees, and even the physique students who have always been excellent in physique could not bear to put on thick coats.
However, on the playground in the early morning, a person took off his down jacket, wearing only a thin sweatshirt, and ran around the playground.
Hot air spurted out of his mouth, forming a mist in the air. As Xu Dong ran, he recited the number of laps in his heart.
Two laps... four laps... five laps... Although he can't play now, he hasn't let up his training.
On the 400-meter-long track, he ran for eight laps before stopping. His sweaty hair fell on his forehead, which soon became wisps in the cold air.
After the morning run, he picked up the down jacket placed on the branch next to him and was about to leave, when suddenly there was a sound of footsteps behind him.
"This classmate, seeing how tall you are, you should also belong to the basketball team, right?"
Xu Dong was stopped by Mo's name, and when he turned around, he saw a stranger appeared behind him at some point.
It was a middle-aged man in his thirties, his hair was neatly combed into three or seven points, and he wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses.
"...Who are you, do I know you?" Xu Dong looked at him inexplicably.
"Forgot to introduce myself, I'm Yu Huaibo, I've been tutoring the students of the basketball team in English for the past two months." Yu Huaibo said in a kind tone, "You should also be on the basketball team, why haven't you been in class before? seen you?"
Xu Dong felt that the teacher's head was not clear: "This... teacher, guess why I didn't go to class?"
"Because you are resistant to English, right?" Yu Huaibo said quickly, "Don't give up on yourself, English is not difficult, you can come and listen to my class, and it is guaranteed to improve your grades. "
"Mr. Yu," Xu Dong interrupted him, "the reason I didn't go to tutoring is very simple, because I passed CET 6 when I was an undergraduate."
Yu Huaibo: "..."
Xu Dong put on his down jacket and asked, "Do you have anything else to do? I'll leave if I have nothing to do."
Seeing that he was really going to leave, Yu Huaibo hurriedly stopped him: "This classmate, are you familiar with Meng Yufan?"
Xu Dong's movement of putting on clothes stopped.
"Familiar?..." Xu Dong raised his eyebrows, "It depends on how you define the word 'familiar'. Meng Yufan and I are on the same team. We've been teammates for five years, and we really know each other very well."
"But I heard," Yu Huaibo finally showed his malicious side, "the day you were punished, you two fought in public?"
"..." Xu Dong finally sensed something was wrong. What is this old man going to do? Just pretended not to know him and talked to him, but in fact, he inquired about the conflict between him and Meng Yufan so clearly. Xu Dong froze in his heart and looked at him vigilantly, "Why are you asking this?"
"Don't do anything." Yu Huaibo approached slowly, while walking, the leather shoes smashed a dead branch under his feet, making a muffled sound, "I just want to ask you something."
Having said that, the sanctimonious teacher Yu took out his mobile phone, clicked on a video, and got it in front of Xu Dong's eyes.
"This video is a little unclear, but I think you are so familiar with Meng Yufan, you must be able to recognize whether the person in this video is him."
Xu Dong heard the words and looked down, but unexpectedly found that he had seen this video!
Two months ago, Xu Dong and Meng Yufan participated in the basketball game for employees' families. Before the match, Yang Xiao stood on tiptoe and placed a kiss on Meng Yufan's chest. This scene was filmed by the audience on the field and uploaded to the short video software, which resulted in hundreds of thousands of likes.
At that time, this video was also seen by their teammates. Some people booed and asked if the person in the video was Meng Yufan. Xu Dong lied for his brother and said it was not him.
The popularity of the Internet came and went quickly. Xu Dong never thought that he would see this video again today.
The short 60s broadcast quickly ended, and Xu Dong cast his eyes on Yu Huaibo suspiciously: "Why are you asking this? Is the person in this video Fanzi? What does it have to do with you?"
"Of course it has something to do with it." Yu Huaibo licked his dry lips, his voice suppressed and distorted, "This woman is my girlfriend!" His fingertips lingered on the screen, as if caressing Yang Xiao's profile, " I suspect she's cheating, isn't that reason enough?"