When the spring outing is over, the mid-term exams will come in a hurry.
No matter which link you enter, the teacher will start preparations halfway ahead of the students. Not only do you have to prepare for the process before and after the exam, but you also have to think about various unexpected handling measures in advance.
When Pei Zhuo decided to teach high school, he was worried that something would happen to the children. When he occasionally met elementary school students and junior high school students, he would be cautious and dare not relax.
But after working on it, I found that there is not much difference.
Puppies, dancers, fighting with others outside the school, and swimming in the lotus pond and Beihai Park in winter, all have endless desires in spring, summer, autumn and winter.
This time it was the city's unified examination, and the teachers were sent to the district for a meeting early. The cameras in the classroom were all turned on, watching for any invigilators who violated the regulations by playing with mobile phones and reading books.
When the nine mid-term exams are over, the students disperse and go home for the holiday. They still have to stay and correct their papers to get their grades, so they dare not take it lightly.
"This grading requires a random survey, and the school leaders will read it, and the district leaders will also read it," the English team leader urged, "You should be careful when correcting the papers, don't just randomly assign scores and just finish the job, do you hear me? "
Reading questions and multiple-choice questions can be judged by machine scanning, but for composition, you still have to correct the paper with a red pen.
Pei Zhuo originally intended to be close to Lu Lin, but who would have thought that Teacher Qian from Class 5 was ill, so he assigned a batch of papers to him temporarily, and he responded calmly on the face, complaining endlessly in his heart.
The first class was managed very well by him and Lu Lin. The two teachers were very clear about rewards and punishments. After a year of guidance in every detail, it ran smoothly.
The students in the class have practiced their handwriting. Some students have a lot of spare time and practiced the improved version of copperplate printing with Pei Zhuo. Every letter is clear and beautiful, so good that even Teacher Zhao praised it.
Some students didn't have time to practice, so they listened to his words and began to write round letters, which were not only arranged in a naive manner on the paper, but also clear at a glance when grading papers.
Lu Lin refilled a cup of hot tea for him, and looked at the paper for a while.
"The stack on the left belongs to Class 1, and the stack on the right belongs to Class 5, right?"
Pei Zhuo rubbed the bridge of his nose, and his voice was exhausted: "Many students in Class 5 really need to practice their handwriting... It looks like a chicken paw was dug out in the sand."
This is not a student in his own class, and the test paper is deducted, mainly for grammar and narrative problems.
If you look at it for a long time, you will get dizzy and get a headache.
Pei Zhuo took the tea from Lu Lin, took a breath and said, "Ms. Lu, have you finished the correction?"
"Well, the composition is easy to correct, so you don't need to read it carefully."
Lu Lin has more work experience than him and is very skillful in doing things.
He helped to brighten up the indoor light, and said gently: "The English group is still in a meeting. Don't worry, Teacher Pei. If you are tired, take a rest."
Pei Zhuo said hello.
After drinking two cups of tea, he became even more sleepy, so he simply lay down on the table, basking in the afternoon sun to catch up on sleep.
This feeling was quiet and heavy, which relieved my mind a lot.
When he woke up again, Pei Zhuo heard rustling writing.
He rubbed his eyes, and suddenly realized that the two stacks of answer sheets next to his elbows were gone.
"Lu..."
When Pei Zhuo turned around, he immediately saw Lu Lin lowering his head to correct the paper.
"There is still half an hour to go to class, and I will sleep again."
The man didn't look up, and the red pen turned a score.
Pei Zhuo thought it was because he was sleepy, so he pulled the office chair close to his desk, and saw that he was really helping him correct the English test paper.
"I will be discovered by the team leader," he stood up and took two revised answer sheets, before stopping.
The review method, English handwriting, and scoring habits are all exactly the same as myself.
These two cards were mixed into the other answer sheets in the first class, and I probably couldn't recognize them.
"Class 5 already has a lot of students, and the teacher from Class 11 even took sick leave for an operation." Lu Lin continued to correct the students' compositions without stopping, "I should help you."
Because Pei Zhuo gave priority to changing the answer sheets of class 5, Lu Lin had already helped him change to class 1, with occasional pauses.
"The Chinese composition is pretty good, but I don't understand English."
Pei Zhuo hadn't woken up yet, so he lay on the opposite side of him to watch him correct, and said for a long while, "The English written by Mr. Lu is so beautiful."
The font is very similar, but it is cold.
Lu Lin handles these matters with ease to the point of being a bit sexy.
He was flipping through the compositions of the students in the class, while Pei Zhuo lay beside him watching him.
"...I didn't even learn grammar," the man whispered, "I don't know what I'm doing in class."
Pei Zhuo reached out to pick up the answer sheet, and woke up a little from his drowsiness: "I haven't explained this knowledge point yet."
Lu Lin put the answer sheet back and pushed him a box of biscuits.
"Teacher Pei, eat something." He paused, and then said: "It's not your problem, the class discipline still needs to be rectified in the future."
Pei Zhuo responded with a smile, and squatted beside him for another quarter of an hour.
The side of the window was slightly opened, and the wind wafted the fragrance of magnolia flowers outside the building, making him sleep very relaxed.
They had just communicated with each other, and before they had time to go out on a date, they were detained in school by serial jobs.
First there was the spring outing, and then the midterm exam, and it took three or four days to even grade the papers.
When all this comes to an end, it will be mid-April.
Just halfway through Friday, the teachers in the office are already looking forward to returning home, and they are more looking forward to the holiday than the students.
"The cats in my house almost don't recognize me," Teacher Han murmured, "I don't have to rest on Saturday and Sunday, and I have several fine lines growing around the corners of my eyes..."
"Hold on, hold on," Sister Zhang cheered, "We will be relieved as soon as the fourth class in the afternoon is over!"
Teacher Zhao pushed the math homework forward, slumped on the chair and let out a long sigh: "There will be a parent meeting next week."
The teachers in the office paused at the same time, and chatted tacitly about where to go to relax on weekends.
The parent meeting is another battle, rounding off the scene of a large-scale challenge and questioning.
Most of the class teachers put on coercion to suppress the field, and blocked many trivial problems out of preconceived ideas.
... Otherwise, I might not be able to leave in the middle of the night.
Pei Zhuo was still correcting his English homework when he was suddenly patted on the shoulder by Sister Zhang.
"Ms. Pei spent such a good youth in the office with us middle-aged people." She joked, "Go out on a date with your sweetheart on weekends? I heard that there are a few very good romance movies recently."
Pei Zhuo subconsciously wanted to take a look at Lu Lin, but consciously resisted not looking back, and changed the subject with a smile: "Sister Zhang went to see it?"
"Hey, who in our family still remembers these things, it would be nice to cook a meal with me."
He had to join the conversation, listening to the other female teachers chat about the seven-year itch.
While listening, I thought about Lu Lin's expression behind him, and what the man was thinking at the moment.
When the school bell finally rang, there was a noise like gates opening upstairs and downstairs, and a group of children ran out with their schoolbags on their backs.
The other teachers also gradually greeted and left, telling them to lock the door before leaving.
Pei Zhuo nodded, feeling like he was going to blush again.
This is the first weekend after he and Lu Lin confirmed their relationship, and I don't know how Teacher Lu will arrange it.
The man had just returned to the class and finished distributing the notice. When he returned to the office, he grabbed a broom to help him clean up together. He also remembered to move the green plants back to the place where they would avoid the rain.
Pei Zhuo's thoughts drifted quickly, but he was still concentrating on cleaning the corner of the office.
"How about eating Vietnamese food at night?" Lu Lin asked.
"okay."
The two packed up the office and drove to the western restaurant together.
There are many people everywhere on weekends, the hall is full of people, and there are looking eyes everywhere.
Sweet cane shrimp, beef brisket stew, coconut milk rice.
Lu Lin seemed to know his preferences by nature, and he even chose the wine accurately.
Eighty percent of the time it was Huo Lu, that little girl who was bribed.
Pei Zhuo finished his meal with his head down, remembering to take a photo of the green rice rolls.
The man took a sip of his wine and said softly, "Are you full?"
When Pei Zhuo heard these three words, his heart skipped a beat.
"Hmm. I'm full."
Lu Lin had already paid the bill, got up and said, "Shall I take you home?"
"… good."
They got back into the car again and merged into the crowded traffic under the night.
Pei Zhuo sat very well, still wondering whether he should be invited to sit at home.
If you are too enthusiastic, it seems that you will appear impatient and not steady enough.
The evening rush hour can last from 4:30 pm to 9:30 pm, the traffic is moving slowly and refuses to move an inch for a long time.
It was very quiet in the car, save for the radio host reading the evening news unemotionally.
"According to our news report..."
Pei Zhuo turned his head to look at Lu Lin, and found that he was watching the traffic in the distance.
Lu Lin realized that he was looking at her, and slowly turned her head to look into his eyes.
Pei Zhuo subconsciously wanted to avoid staring at each other, but the man leaned over and gave him a silent and long kiss.
Time seemed to have stopped again.
The neon signs outside the car window are like a hanging wall of lights, and the vertical and horizontal traffic stays in the sound of their respective horns. Only they are kissing quietly, exchanging breaths again and again.
First, she leaned her face sideways and closed her eyes for a shallow kiss, and then put her arms around the other's neck and lingered with her lips and teeth.
Shortness of breath, nasal whimpering.
Almost missed the late green light.
Lu Lin had no choice but to interrupt the kiss and continue driving, turning the steering wheel and taking time to look at Pei Zhuo.
"I was just thinking about how to speak more naturally."
Pei Zhuo hadn't been kissed enough yet, leaning on his shoulder to slowly watch the night view of the city with a lazy voice.
"What do you say?"
"I don't want to go home anymore." Lu Lin looked at the front with a hoarse voice: "I want to spend the weekend with you."
"Friday, Saturday, Sunday, I want to see you."
"I want to see you every day. I can't bear to be apart for a while."
Pei Zhuo leaned against him, closed his eyes and said slowly, "Teacher Lu is so impatient."
The man stopped breathing for a few seconds, feeling apologetic: "It's my fault."
"You said you are so impatient, do you like me?"
Only then did Lu Lin hear that his tone was joking.
He was a little flustered at first, thinking that he hadn't followed the right rhythm, and he began to think about how to apologize next and make up for it.
But Pei Zhuo is such a person, one sentence can make him fall into an ice cave, and one sentence seems to ignite his blood again, giving him blissful happiness.
"Yes." Lu Lin said in a low voice, "Teacher Pei, I really like you."