When she said this, her smile was gentle, better than the spring breeze, and everywhere the rain turned was the warm color of sprouts. Many girls blushed when they saw it, and they only regretted that they didn't bring their mobile phones and couldn't take pictures.
I really want to tell the world that they have a beautiful and gentle history teacher.
Qi Lin's deskmate Yan Ziwen was laughing, "There are still people with such free time."
Qi Lin lowered his head silently, reducing his sense of presence.
She seemed really happy, which didn't seem to be a bad thing.
Then Qiao Xiyin began to lecture.
Following the teacher's method, Qiao Xiyin added many interesting historical stories to her lectures. She needed to remember a lot of notes, but her classmates were generous enough to understand.
After finishing the first section of the second lesson, there were still two minutes left for the class to end. Qiao Xiyin did not continue the lecture and asked the students to look through the books on their own. She also mentioned that the quality of the homework they did yesterday was slightly lacking.
Everyone has just been divided into classes. Most people have not paid attention to the study of this course before. The difficulty of this exercise has increased, so it is inevitable that they are a little overwhelmed. Qiao Xiyin said that she was usually in the office in the afternoon and could come to her at any time to ask questions.
A classmate mentioned, "Teacher Xiao Qiao, you are always not here when I go to find you. Do you accept online answers? Do you have a social account?"
"Yes, yes, please give me a social account, sister Xiao Qiao"
When a girl in the same class acts like a coquettish girl, it is really an unbearable burden in life.
The bell didn't ring again. Qiao Xiyin couldn't even find an excuse to refuse, so she had to smile and write her QQ number on the blackboard, "Don't use this excuse to play with your mobile phone, or I will become a sinner." ”
"Hahahaha of course not."
"We are all very well-behaved."
Jiang Miaoyan couldn't understand the frantic behavior of the girls at the same table and in the front and back rows asking for their QQ numbers.
It’s just a history lesson, how can I act like a star chaser
This woman used t throughout the class, just telling stories. Did they really learn anything? She didn't look like a teacher at all. She acquiesced when the students called her sister.
Teachers during the internship period come directly to teach the key classes. The school is really too big.
Jiang Miaoyan originally thought that this teacher had some ability, but she didn't expect that it was nothing more than that. I'm afraid he was only good at written examinations.
She frowned dissatisfied.
The last two classes on Saturday afternoon are the time for weekly testing according to school regulations. The test was in English, and the students had no reason to refute that language subjects did not matter which book they learned, only the depth of learning.
Students take exams and teachers have one more thing to do.
The first parent-teacher conference after class placement.
This is actually more like a large-scale meeting, allowing parents to learn about the future of their children after choosing arts and sciences, meet with teachers, and talk about their children's recent situation.
As early as last night, Qi Lin had already shown resistance.
"You are going to my parent-teacher conference"
In the living room, the young man signed the newly arrived author contracts slowly and raised his eyebrows, "What, is there a problem?"
It’s not like he doesn’t have parents. Why does the parent-teacher association ask for leave
Qi Lin's complex eyes said, "Are you crazy?"
Isn't his cousin a busy man who travels all over the world? Shouldn't he be ignored by poor students like him
He actually took the initiative to help him hold a parent-teacher meeting
He Yunchao's answer was serious, "I'm very sober."
After these few days of getting along, Qi Lin has realized that resistance is impossible.
He always seems to be able to grasp his ideas, inadvertently putting away his electronic products, and using provocation to force him to study.
This kind of psychological tactic is really annoying.
He didn't know how many times he had beaten his brothers.
"Whatever you want," he said, "just don't make me angry to death."
Qi Lin still knows how much he weighs, and the head teacher will definitely talk to He Yunchao.
He believed that the head teacher would not save face for him. After all, he had hardly handed in Chinese homework and slept through most of the Chinese class.
He Yunchao was noncommittal.
He didn't go to the parent-teacher conference on a whim.
A large part of the reason was that He Yunchao wanted to meet the history teacher who was bullied by Qi Lin and apologize to her.
In the blink of an eye, it was Saturday. The head teacher was giving a passionate speech in the classroom, and Qiao Xiyin was sitting in the office drafting a draft.
She actually didn't have much to say and could finish it in fifteen minutes. But this time she was facing no one else. They were all parents of students, and they were all parents of high school students. Which of the current high school students was not the favorite of the parents? As a teacher, especially a novice trainee teacher, she was really under a lot of pressure.
When he stepped onto the podium, Xu's temperament was friendly and gentle, which finally made him more impressive. The parents all applauded him in a respectful manner.
Qiao Xiyin was the last one to go up. After she finished speaking, it was the head teacher's turn to summarize the parent-teacher meeting.
It was nearly six o'clock at this time. The students had finished their exams and were rushing to the cafeteria to eat.
It rained a little outside the window. It probably started when Qiao Xiyin was in the office. The ground was wet and the temperature dropped a lot.
Not long after, the parent-teacher meeting ended, and Qiao Xiyin returned to the office to pack her things and plan to go home. Several teachers and students' parents were already talking, and the class teacher was also surrounded by a group of parents. She didn't know where she went.
The elegantly dressed woman walked in and smiled politely at Qiao Xiyin, "Hello, Teacher Qiao, do you have time to chat?"
This woman wears light makeup, has a strong aura, and is decked out in famous brands. She doesn't seem to be someone to be trifled with. Although he was chatting with Qiao Xiyin, his smile was very oppressive and made him feel condescending.
Qiao Xiyin nodded, "Of course you are free, may I ask?"
"Jiang Miaoyan's mother." the woman said.
There was a fleeting strange color in Qiao Xiyin's eyes.
Without him, this Jiang Miaoyan is the half-sister of the original owner.
Jiang Miaoyan's mother turned out to be this eldest lady.
The original owner's biological father married into the Chiang family, so Jiang Miaoyan took her mother's surname. Jiang's mother is a strong person. She is the leader in the company and the head of the family at home. My biological father's personality has always been gentle and humble outside, which is why Jiang's mother likes him very much.
Jiang Miaoyan really follows Jiang's mother, with bright facial features, especially the tear mole at the corner of her eye, which makes her even more aura after putting on makeup.
She was looking at Jiang's mother secretly, and Jiang's mother was also looking at her.
I had heard my daughter complain about this teacher at home, but he didn't have much real talent and didn't look like a teacher. It turned out to be true when I saw him today.
She looks so outstanding, as pure as water and hibiscus. She doesn't look like a teacher, but more like a female college student who is ignorant of the world. The voice is also soft and gentle, making a gentle sound like the collision of rings. No wonder it is so popular among students.
But Jiang Mu always dislikes this type of person.
She divorced her ex-husband in her early years, largely because she discovered that her ex-husband was cheating on her with a female college student.
That kind of weak and boneless little white figure, Jiang's mother wanted to tear one apart when she saw one.
Especially since Qiao Xiyin was so outstanding, if her ex-husband looked at her, he would definitely be inseparable from her.
How could such a person think of becoming a teacher
"I want to talk to you about class." The more Mother Jiang thought about it, the more unhappy she became, and her tone became much lighter. "The teacher's voice is quite soft. I don't know if class is like this. The students in the back row won't listen. Not clear?"
Qiao Xiyin knew that she was here to cause trouble.
There is no such plot in my memory. It seems that she was targeted by Jiang Miaoyan for some reason, and Jiang Miaoyan went to file a complaint.
Thinking about it, Jiang Miaoyan had long disliked the original owner. That push on the stairs was probably not accidental, but was caused by many factors.
"No classmates have reported this situation to me," she said, full of guilt, her voice sincere, "You are right, I will understand this. However, when I am in class, I often move around the entire classroom, and everyone should be able to hear it. Jiang Miaoyan is sitting in the second row and she cares so much about other students. Your tutor is really good."
Mother Jiang's expression condensed.
However, Qiao Xiyin's words came from the bottom of her heart, and her expression was sincere, making it hard for anyone to fault her. On the contrary, it made her look like a villain who made things difficult for the new teacher.
"However, I have discussed with some parents that Teacher Qiao's teaching methods seem a bit unsuitable for children in key classes." She came to Qiao Xiyin, naturally preparing more than just one question. "More than one child said that Teacher Qiao was too casual in class." It just recited to T and told some stories, but it didn’t teach problem-solving skills or learning methods.”
Qiao Xiyin's smile never faded. "There are indeed a lot of notes in the subject of history. If you want to learn history well, you must be able to memorize it. In fact, I have prepared some methods, techniques and answer templates, but I have just started learning now. I plan to wait until everyone has a good understanding of history." Once you become familiar with it, I will teach you."
Mother Jiang was a little anxious and accidentally changed her tone, "The students seem to like you very much. Teacher Qiao is very good-looking. Why do you want to be a teacher?"
This is a hint that her appearance is not suitable.
This time, Qiao Xiyin deeply reflected on herself, "Your criticisms are very reasonable, and I will pay attention to them. I am also very grateful to my parents for giving me such a face. I am really surprised to be liked by the students. A few teachers even joked that after I came, students came to the office to ask questions more frequently."
Speaking of this, she couldn't help but laugh, and then said, "I'm new here, and it's my first time to teach formally. I know that I have many shortcomings. You can tell the parents that if there is anything I did wrong, you can always tell me Come and give me your opinions, and I will gradually improve myself.”
Having said that, I refuted Mother Jiang’s questions one by one. Mother Jiang’s face was already a bit lost. What she wanted to express was easy to understand. My face came from my parents who couldn’t help me; my good looks made students willing to ask questions. This is good for their learning.
Then she was very self-effacing and lowered her attitude. If she said anything else, she would look very mean.
"I'm determined."
This was her only response, she made an excuse and prepared to leave. Standing at the door of the office was a young man in a black sweatshirt, looking at this scene casually. Mother Jiang was greatly shocked. Isn't this He Yunchao
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