"Teacher Fang." The bald man took the initiative to comfort Fang Yan while rowing: "Young people should not be easily discouraged. I also wanted to be a musician back then---"
"So you ended up being a school security guard?" Fang Yan turned to look at the bald man and asked, "What do you want to say?"
The bald man chuckled and said, "Do your students dislike you?"
"Impossible." Fang Yan denied his unfounded speculation. "I'm not bragging, if Suzaku Middle School selects the top ten most popular teachers of the year, I will definitely be number one."
"Then why didn't they applaud?" the bald man asked in confusion. "Although I'm not very educated, I think the poem you just recited is quite educated----"
"That's recitation. Recitation with emotion." Fang Yan corrected him.
"Yes, yes. Reciting. I think you recited with great emotion, why don't they feel anything at all? Look, these little bastards didn't even applaud you---"
"That's because the time hasn't come yet—" Fang Yan stretched out three fingers, then pressed them down one by one, counting: "Three, two, one—applause."
Crash-----
As if it was planned beforehand, applause broke out on Queqiao, accompanied by the shouts of students.
"Teacher Fang, you are so handsome. You are so handsome. You are Xu Zhimo----"
"Oppa Oppa, you are my male god-----"
"Teacher Fang, we also want to take a boat---"
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Fang Yan ignored the bald man's surprised and admiring look and said, "Baldy, row the boat back."
The bald man was very angry and said, "When you came to borrow my boat just now, you called me Captain Cai. You can't use me and then burn the bridge. You are a teacher, you can't call me bald like those little bastards. This will have a bad influence on those students."
"Okay, Baldy." Fang Yan said.
“-------” The bald man was helpless.
Fang Yan walked over and patted the bald man on the shoulder, saying, "Captain Cai, maybe those little bastards have told you before, but it is more likely that they have temporarily forgotten it - but thank you."
"Every student who graduates from Suzaku Middle School will have in their memory a bald man holding a long pole and pursuing his dreams in the Suzaku River. You may not be noticeable now, but in the future, in their memories, your bald head will become shining with gold."
The bald man rubbed his eyes and said with red eyes: "This Que River is good in every way, except that there are too many insects. Teacher Fang, you should still call me Baldy. I like it."
"Okay, Baldy." Fang Yan put his arm around the baldy's shoulders and laughed out loud.
The boat stopped at the shore. Fang Yan waved to the students on the bridge and shouted, "Everyone come over here."
Then, the students surrounded them all at once.
"Teacher Fang, why did you go and ask for a boat?"
"Baldy, have you drunk any alcohol today?"
"Teacher Fang, you don't want me to learn poetry on a boat, do you?"
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"I just want you to learn poetry on the boat." Fang Yan said with a smile. He clearly felt that the students in the class looked at him differently, especially some female students - what do you want? I am a teacher, okay? We are not a good match, do you still want to seduce me? "Dreaming? Pole a long pole and go upstream to where the grass is greener - without a boat, how can you pole a long pole? What is poetry? Poetry is what comes from feelings. Only when you sit on the boat, you can better appreciate the romance and deep feelings expressed in this poem."
Snapped----
The students spontaneously applauded.
So, this is what happened on the Que River today.
The wooden boat was moving slowly in the Que River. One after another, students wearing the uniform of Suzaku Middle School stood on the bow of the ebony boat with their heads held high, holding books in their hands and reciting aloud: "Looking for dreams? Hold a long pole and row upstream to where the grass is greener-----"
During the recitation, they also made various funny movements of their own.
For example, when reading "I left quietly, just as I came quietly", they would blow a farewell kiss to the students on the shore. For example, when reading "The golden willows by the river are brides in the sunset", they would show their intoxicated pig-like faces to the girls in the class -
This is a poetic recitation, a scene reproduction, and a free creative expression.
After one student finished reciting, the bald man dutifully sent him to the shore, and then another student couldn't wait to jump onto the bow of the boat.
The students had already lined up in a long queue, and were proceeding in an orderly manner according to the order of their student numbers. There was no quarreling or pushing, just a happy and tacit understanding.
Ding ding ding-----
The school's electronic bell rang.
"Ah-----" the students exclaimed.
"Why is the get out of class over so soon?"
"That's right, it's not my turn to get on board yet----"
"What should I do? I don't want to leave get out of class-----"
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Fang Yan heard the noisy sound behind him, waved his hand to signal everyone to be quiet, and said with a smile: "Don't you want to go back?"
“No.” The students answered in unison.
"Do you still want to continue taking classes on Que River?"
"Yes." the students shouted.
Some people even shouted in grievance, "Teacher, it's not our turn yet. We've been waiting for so long. You're just going back like this. Aren't you too sorry for us?"
Fang Yan nodded to show that he understood everyone's thoughts, and said, "Then let's continue. The next class is Chinese, did you forget?"
"yeah-----"
The students cheered and some active students jumped for joy.
However, the end of school brought some negative effects to Fang Yan's class: too many people were watching.
The originally quiet and lonely Que River was now crowded with people, and many students in school uniforms came in groups of two or three.
They pointed at the ebony boat on the Que River and were very curious about this novel teaching method.
In Suzaku Middle School, or in the entire Chinese high school community, no teacher would teach students "A Farewell to Cambridge" in this way.
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Bang!
There was a knock on the office door.
Lu Chaoge covered up the school's financial aid plan for poor students in his hand and shouted, "Come in."
The fat Zheng Jing trotted in, first attentively filling Lu Chaoge's teacup with boiling water, then said with a smile: "Principal Lu, something strange happened in the school."
"What's new?" Lu Chaoge asked expressionlessly. Although she knew that Zheng Jing was the lackey and spy arranged by that person, she did need such a lackey and spy in school. He was the first one to report many interpersonal relationships and the latest "interesting stories" in school to her.
Zheng Jing handled this very well. There is no mediocrity in this world, it’s just that you haven’t found your place.
"That new teacher is Fang Yan." Zheng Jing said with a smile. "He brought all the students of Class 9 to Que Bridge and asked a bald man to row a boat to take the students back and forth on the Que River---"
Lu Chaoge stood up suddenly.
This bastard, what on earth does he want to do? Doesn't he know that Zheng Tiancheng's people are staring at him eagerly
Lu Chaoge felt that he had done something stupid. Why did he keep this person who looked like a bad guy? Was it because he helped him improve the "ladder to heaven"
Lu Chaoge was in a bad mood. She felt that her work had become more challenging since Fang Yan came.
"Why did he do this?" Lu Chaoge asked.
Seeing Lu Chaoge's suppressed anger, Zheng Jing began to exaggerate and said, "I asked someone about it. It was said that he was taking students to learn "A Farewell to Cambridge" - is there such a teaching method? In order to learn a poem, he took students to the Que River to take risks. What if something happens to the students? Who will be held responsible? Teacher Fang Yan is still too young and does things without thinking. This time, I'm afraid that Director Zheng will use him as a scapegoat. Principal Lu just went through so much trouble to keep him, but he doesn't know how to cherish him at all -"
"Are you done?" Lu Chaoge stared at Zheng Jing and asked.
"Principal Lu-----"
"Take me to see it." Lu Chaoge said.
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"That's too much." Chen Dahai stormed into Li Mingqiang's office angrily and said, "Director, you can't do that. If the students were in danger, wouldn't the parents rush in and tear us to pieces?"
Li Mingqiang and Chen Dahai have a close relationship, and both belong to Zheng Tiancheng's camp, so they speak and act frankly and directly.
Li Mingqiang waved to Chen Dahai to sit down and said, "Old Chen, what happened again? What made you so angry?"
"It's that stupid Chinese teacher who didn't teach properly during class time and took students to the Que River to row boats. Who is responsible if the students' homework is delayed? Who is responsible if something happens to the students? This is Zhuque Middle School, not a community kindergarten."
Li Mingqiang's eyes lit up and he said with a smile, "This idiot is really bold and daring. But, doesn't his behavior just give us a reason to kick him out?"
Chen Dahai also narrowed his eyes and smiled, saying, "This time, let Lao Jia fire the cannon?"
"Lao Jia is the head of the first-grade Chinese language group, so it's appropriate for him to take the lead." Li Ziqiang nodded while thinking. "After we take down Fang this time, our beautiful principal must be unhappy, right?"
"Director, take this opportunity to comfort her, maybe you can get close to her." Chen Dahai said flatteringly.
Li Ziqiang glanced at Chen Dahai sharply and said, "Old Chen, there are some things you can't say carelessly. It will bring trouble to yourself and me."
"Yes. Yes. I understand, Director." Li Dahai apologized quickly. He thought, with that great god protecting him, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot if he wanted to touch that woman. He felt powerless.
"Just be more careful next time. We are brothers, why should we apologize?" Li Ziqiang waved his hand. "Call Lao Jia over, I want to talk to him. It's such a serious matter, he, the head of the Chinese language group, has to speak out."
"Okay, Director. I'll go over and call for help." Chen Dahai agreed with a smile. "He escaped last time, let's see how he can escape this time."
"Old Chen, that's not right. We are trying to calm down the teaching staff at Suzaku Middle School and get rid of the bad apples."
"The director is still the best."
Chen Dahai and Li Ziqiang looked at each other and then laughed heartily together.
(ps: Chapter 3, please throw your red tickets after reading! Thank you a million times!) (To be continued)