Anbu found Director Liang of the training center. The two had conducted a simple video interview on the Internet before. Although they were just substitutes, they couldn't just find a half-baked person.
"This is Teacher Fang's desk, you should prepare your lessons here this week." Director Liang took An Bu to a desk and introduced, "The red folder is Teacher Fang's course schedule and course progress , in the green folder are the student files of several classes, you can take a look. There is a class at 10:30 in the morning, I don’t know how you are preparing, can you teach directly?”
"Yes." An Bu nodded, "I've already prepared lessons."
"Very well, then I'll leave it to you." After explaining to Director Liang, he returned to his office.
Anbu sat at his desk, and picked up the file folder that stored the student files. After unfolding, what appeared in front of him was an electronic screen, which stored the student's photo, name, and basic information by class, as well as a quick search function. .
When Anbu checked the files, many teachers in the office were secretly looking at her. Not only because she looks very young, but also because of her outstanding appearance, which suddenly raised the overall appearance of this office.
At this time, the bell for class came from the radio, Anbu stood up, and walked towards his classroom under the gaze of others.
As soon as they stepped into the classroom, the students who were still a little noisy at first quieted down instantly, and then there were several whistles and unintelligible wolf howls.
Anbu turned a blind eye to everyone's teasing, and introduced himself calmly: "Hi everyone, my name is 'Anbu', you can call me 'Mr. An', because Teacher Fang's family has something to do, so I will be in charge of her classes for the next week .”
Then, she repeated it in fluent Y language.
Just as Anbu was about to give a lecture, a student said loudly: "Mr. An, how can you just introduce yourself? We also have to introduce ourselves."
"That's right, that's right, we should introduce each other when we meet for the first time." Other students also echoed.
Anbu raised his eyebrows, and then slowly closed the lesson plan in his hand, walked to the edge of the podium, and said in Y language: "Okay, let's start from the first row, and everyone will make an introduction one by one, but, only Can use Y language."
This class is an intermediate class in Y language, and there is no problem with the daily dialogue.
"I'll come first!" Sitting in the first row was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy, he got up and introduced generously, "IL Mionomee'Alberto, quest'anno, all'età di 18 Anni... (my My name is Alberto, I am 18 years old...)”
After the introduction of the first one, followed by the second one, and the third one... the long one was a minute or two, and the short one was only a dozen seconds. The dozen or so students present today quickly completed their introductions.
Anbu listened carefully to everyone's introduction, not noticing that there were already several people standing outside the classroom. They all wanted to see how the new teacher was teaching, but they didn't expect to see the old-fashioned and boring self-introduction. This way is not only old-fashioned, but also wastes time. However, An Bu's next move shocked everyone.
Anbu walked to the teaching screen, picked up the sensor pen, and said slowly in Y language: "Everyone has a good foundation in Y language, so let's start with the first student to explain the use of grammar and how to vividly learn it. Self introduction."
Under the confused eyes of everyone, An Bu quickly wrote down the introduction of the first student on the screen with a sensor pen, and circled several grammatical mistakes at the same time.
Then came the second, and the third... An Bu wrote out the self-introductions of more than a dozen students verbatim, and corrected all grammatical errors.
Everyone was dumbfounded.
What kind of memory is this? It doesn't matter if you remember everyone's introduction, even the mistakes are clearly remembered! You're almost on your knees, okay? !
An Bu said again: "Everyone's self-introduction is like dining etiquette. It is strict, well-behaved, name, age, hobbies, and expertise. When applying for a job, this kind of introduction may be necessary, but it will not be left to the interviewer. Too many impressions, because these things have already been written on the resume. How to show yourself better, I will introduce a simple 'MTV' rule here, the so-called MTV rule is, Me (me), Task (work ), Value (value)."
"Please allow me to introduce myself again. Hello everyone, my name is 'An Bu'. From the name, I can tell that I am a humble person. I passed Level 8 of E language at the age of 19, and got the C1CILS certificate of Y language at the age of 20. At the age of 21, I self-taught business D language and reached the B2 level, but I never show off, I only speak with my strength... "
All the students were stunned: "..." This is not called "showing off"!
After An Bu's introduction, he continued: "Although the modes of self-introduction are similar, different language styles can show different personality traits. You can choose the appropriate introduction method for different objects..."
Then, Anbu simulated several scenes and showed various introduction methods, some were humorous, some were literary and unrestrained, or some were concise and condensed, which made people laugh out loud from time to time.
The atmosphere in the classroom was very enthusiastic. Everyone was listening intently, not knowing the passage of time, until the bell rang for the end of get out of class, they were still unsatisfied.
In just one class, An Bu's demeanor left a deep impression on everyone.
"Brother, I will choose this class." Outside the classroom, a boy of twelve or thirteen said to the man beside him.
"En." The man had no objection, and his two focused eyes focused on the beautiful figure on the podium.
This person is exactly the "Mr. Shen" that An Bu met on the parking lot. He stood outside the classroom for a full 30 minutes, listening to half of the class seriously like a student, and even he himself couldn't believe it . But it is undeniable that this teacher is indeed very good. During the lecture, people can't look away at all.
In the classroom, An Bu was surrounded by a group of students, asking various questions in one go.
It took Anbu a lot of effort to break out of the encirclement, and left the classroom with the lesson plan.
In fact, the lesson plan she originally prepared was based on Teacher Fang's curriculum, but when she got on the podium, she changed the plan temporarily. Depending on the situation, the effect is not bad.
"Teacher An." Just as she was about to return to the office, someone called her from behind.
An Bu looked back and recognized the other party as the owner of the Hawks that hit her on the parking lot—"Mr. Shen".
"Hello, what's the matter?" An Bu stood still, waiting for the other party to come to him.
Mr. Shen patted the boy beside him and said, "This is my younger brother, Gu Le. From tomorrow on, he will be Teacher An's student. I hope you will take care of him."
"No problem, welcome to my class." An Bu held out his hand to Gu Le.
Gu Le was about to shake back, but Mr. Shen had already taken Anbu's hand first. His hands were skating, refreshing his heart and lungs, and a strange brilliance flashed in his eyes.
Gu Le: "..." My brother, are you still shameless
An Bu: "..."
"Exchange the numbers." Mr. Shen withdrew his hand calmly, "It's convenient to contact you in the future."
Anbu said with a smile, "Our class has a group. If you have any questions, you can communicate in the group." Then, he reported the class group number to him.
Mr. Shen who just took out his mobile phone: "..."
Gu Le couldn't help covering his mouth and giggling, his elder brother who was omnipotent in terms of women finally kicked the iron plate.
"I'm sorry, it's almost lunch time, let's talk again next time." Anbu looked at Gu Le, "Student Gu Le, welcome to my class again."
After speaking, An Bu smiled at them, said goodbye and left.
"Brother." Gu Le poked Mr. Shen's waist with his elbow, teasingly said, "Why don't you invite him to dinner?"
Mr. Shen replied with experience: "She is not a girl who will have dinner with strange men casually."
Gu Le: "Hehe..."
The morning class took the lead, and Anbu's afternoon class was also completed smoothly. Someone posted the class recording to the group, which immediately attracted a group of fans. An Bu's oral pronunciation is accurate, the class is funny, and the content is practical. What is even more amazing is her memory. She can memorize self-introductions made by more than a dozen students in Y language at once, and accurately find out grammatical errors. I was so impressed.
In just two classes, she became the star teacher of Xinchong Training.
After completing the teaching task, Anbu drove the car to the auto repair center for them to overhaul, and walked home by himself. When passing by the supermarket, I also bought a lot of ingredients.
When she opened the door of the house and saw Jian Ningxuan standing behind the door, she couldn't help asking: "Are you going out?"
"No." The joy quickly disappeared from Jian Ningxuan's eyes, and then he walked into the living room calmly, and adjusted the temperature of the air conditioner to 25 degrees.
An Bu didn't care, and walked into the kitchen with the ingredients.
Jian Ningxuan re-buttoned the half-torn jacket one by one, and asked casually, "Did the first day of class go well?"
"It went well." Anbu took off his glasses and put them on the shelf, then let his long hair go, and walked towards the bedroom.
After a while, she changed into a set of comfortable home clothes, and said to Jian Ningxuan, "How about we make biscuits together after dinner?"
Jian Ningxuan: Why do you want to make biscuits all of a sudden, and why do you have to drag him
"Life is like making biscuits, you can make whatever shape you want." Anbu is full of spirit and fighting spirit, "I am a mountain, I am water, I am a star in the sky and a pit on the ground..."
Jian Ningxuan: "..."
"Mr. Jian is the flower, the bird, the 3D dynamic Flash, and the colorful lights of the red light district."
Jian Ningxuan: "..."