Fang Yan stood on the podium and the students applauded spontaneously.
"Thank you." Fang Yan bowed deeply to the audience. "Thank you."
"Teacher Fang, what are you thanking us for?"
"That's right, we should be the ones thanking you."
"Teacher Fang, you're finally back. We were so worried that you'd leave----"
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Fang Yan looked at the thirty-seven students sitting in the audience with a smile and said, "I used to think the same as you do. Teachers exist to teach students and answer their questions. Teachers are on the side of givers and should be thanked and respected by students."
"After experiencing this incident, I know that my thoughts were wrong. Thank you Huang Haoran, thank you your journalist father for speaking out for justice. Thank you Zhu Fang, thank you Zhu Fang's parents for sending me a thank you letter - and thank you other classmates for your support and everything they have done for me. We are not only teachers and students, but also friends who can share weal and woe."
"If we were friends, then I would call you by your name."
"No problem, you can call me Fang Yan." Fang Yan said with a smile. "Respect and love are not expressed in a name."
"Teacher Fang, what are we going to learn in this class?"
"Yes, how about we learn "The Emperor and the Assassin"? Each of us will play the role of Jing Ke."
"I am pretending to be the King of Qin. You all come and kill me. You can't kill me----"
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In the past, students learned what teachers taught. Teachers taught passively and students learned passively. They memorized by rote and got bored with each other. After experiencing Fang Yan's "Scenario Re-enactment Teaching Method", students began to take the initiative to ask to learn a certain text.
This is a very gratifying change. If they can keep up this enthusiasm for study, why should they worry about not getting better grades
"We won't learn anything today." Fang Yan said with a smile. "In the last class, we learned "Farewell to Cambridge" by the Que River. Can you write a "Farewell to Cambridge" based on the scene at that time? Although you are only in the first year of high school now, one day you will leave Suzaku and enter a higher institution to study. Imagine, when you are about to leave Suzaku, how will you feel?"
"There is no time limit or word limit. As long as you think your work is the most satisfying, you can hand it in to me as homework. After I collect all your works, I will read them one by one, and then everyone will select the three best works together. The best work can win the title of outstanding poet of Class 9 and get one extra point on the Chinese transcript. By the way, you can also use this point to exchange for an opportunity to ask for leave from Chinese class. If you don't want to listen to my lectures--"
"We don't want to exchange for leave. Who would be willing to take leave for Teacher Fang's class?"
"That's right. If you want to take leave, you can take leave for other classes. For example, math class."
"Everyone has to vote for me. My work must be a masterpiece-----"
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After chatting and joking for a while, the students began to think quietly.
Some of the quick-witted ones have already started writing on paper, while many more students are meditating with their heads down, searching for the aura of inspiration.
Two students even stood up from their seats and walked around the classroom, but Fang Yan ignored them.
Artistic creation should be free of constraints and boundaries.
Fang Yan moved a chair to the back row, leaned against the wall and took a nap.
"It's so comfortable to be a teacher." Fang Yan sighed in his heart. If he was still at home now, he would probably be forced by his father to practice kung fu again, right
I really don’t understand. Why do you keep practicing if you can’t beat Ye Wenrou after practicing so much
Fang Yan thought that the next time he saw Ye Wenrou, he would compete with her in reciting 300 Tang poems - whoever recited the most would be the winner.
In fact, on the duel day when Fang Yan was eighteen years old, he also made such a fighting request to Ye Wenrou. Unfortunately, the violent girl Ye Wenrou was unromantic and beat him so hard that he cried for his parents, untied his black belt, raised it high in surrender, and said, "I can't do it."
"Blood debt----" Thinking of that embarrassing scene, Fang Yan felt furious. "It must be paid with blood."
Next time, next time we meet, I must kill her with snowballs. If close combat doesn't work, I can always get some advantage with long-range attacks, right
Thinking of how he had hit Ye Wenrou with a snowball and how Ye Wenrou had been begging for mercy with tears in her eyes, Fang Yan couldn't help but burst into laughter.
"Teacher Fang----Teacher Fang----wake up." Huang Haoran shook Fang Yan's arm and shouted.
Fang Yan opened his eyes and found a dozen students gathered in front of him. Many students looked at him in surprise, as if they had seen a yellow-skinned ET.
"Why are you all looking at me?" Fang Yan felt embarrassed. He just took a short nap, how could he fall asleep? "Didn't I ask you to write a poem?"
"All of them have been handed in." Huang Haoran pointed at the stack of papers on Fang Yan's chest and said, "You wet them with your saliva."
"What do you mean by poetry or not ...
"How disgusting." This was his first reaction. But after realizing that it was his own saliva, it became easier to accept. How can a person dislike himself
"Let me take a look first." Fang Yan said. "Everyone take your positions."
"Teacher Fang, are you okay?" Huang Haoran asked with concern.
"I closed my eyes and thought about it." Fang Yan said. "I was too tired last night and fell asleep accidentally."
"Teacher Fang has been under too much pressure these past two days." Huang Haoran explained to the students around him. "Please don't disturb Teacher Fang's rest."
"I understand. I understand." The classmates looked as if we all understood and dispersed quietly.
Fang Yan was expelled from school. If this happened to anyone, I'm afraid no one would have the heart to accompany a little girl to a bar for drinks and singing, right
"You've been so kind to me." Fang Yan watched them leave quietly, his eyes moistened and his heart sour. "I will also treat you as my treasures."
Fang Yan flipped through the poetry homework handed in by his students and yelled in anger, "Which idiot doesn't write his own name when writing poetry? Do you think you are Li Bai, Du Fu, or Bai Juyi? I can tell who you are by looking at your style. Don't make mistakes easily before you get to that point."
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"Teacher Fang Yan-----" someone shouted at the door.
"Hey." Fang Yan looked up and saw that it was the school principal Zhang Shaofeng standing at the classroom door.
Fang Yan was shocked. A leader of Zhang Shaofeng's level actually came to him on his own initiative. Could something have happened again
In the past, he wanted to flatter someone but couldn't find one. Now the horse has come to him, so Fang Yan naturally won't miss such a good opportunity.
Fang Yan walked out quickly and said flatteringly, "Principal Zhang, you're looking for me?"
Teacher Fang Yan wants to educate his students with his own practical actions that men should be like little brothers, soft and hard. When soft, they are like a sponge, and when hard, they are like a nail.
"Teacher Fang, are you busy?" Zhang Shaofeng asked with a smile. "Are you adapting well in Suzaku?"
"I can adapt, I am very adaptable. Zhuque is a place you don't want to leave once you come here." Fang Yan said.
"If you don't want to leave, then don't leave. Just take root in Suzaku and train more outstanding students for our Suzaku Middle School."
"Okay, I'll listen to the principal." Fang Yan nodded firmly. "If the principal doesn't let me leave, then I won't leave."
Zhang Shaofeng sneered in his heart, I told you to leave, but you didn’t leave, right
"It's like this. I'm sending a student to you." Zhang Shaofeng said.
"Students who can be sent here by the principal personally must be good students." Fang Yan said with a smile. He glanced behind the principal and was instantly amazed.
Fang Yan is not a man who has never seen a woman, and Fang Yan is not a man who has never seen a beautiful woman.
However, he still firmly believed that there was such a kind of person in the world:
A smile that amazes the immortals, ethereal as a god. Looking back once, people will be addicted to it for a lifetime.
The same white shirt as other students, but she looked elegant and refined when she wore it. The blue skirt only covered her knees, and she was not wearing shoes or socks, revealing a section of smooth and white long legs.
Her long hair was simply draped over her shoulders, and the sun was casually splashing on her body. However, this was neither simple nor casual. She did not have any deliberate intention, and she easily jumped into other people's hearts.
This girl is so pretty, isn't she
"Yitian, this is Teacher Fang." Zhang Shaofeng turned around and introduced Qin Yitian.
"Fang Yan." The girl took the initiative to extend her slender white hand to Fang Yan. "I'm Qin Yitian."
"Yitian, call Teacher Fang." Zhang Shaofeng reminded.
The girl smiled sweetly and didn't respond.
Zhang Shaofeng did not force it, and said to Qin Yitian kindly: "Yitian, I will hand you over to Teacher Fang Yan. If you need anything, just let me know."
"Okay. Thank you, Principal." Qin Yitian smiled sweetly.
"You should call him Uncle Zhang." Zhang Shaofeng corrected him seriously. "Okay. Go to class quickly. I won't disturb you anymore."
Zhang Shaofeng looked at Fang Yan and said, "Teacher Fang, Qin Yitian is now in your care. She is the treasure of our school, you can't ruin her."
"Don't worry, Principal. I will definitely treat her like my own daughter." Fang Yan said. He thought, how could I possibly ruin her? I also have morals and limits, okay
As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Fang Yan said that he would treat Qin Yitian like his own child, but he didn't mean to take advantage of others.
Although, he was not a person who didn't like to take advantage of others.
"You, you-----" Zhang Shaofeng pointed at Fang Yan and left with a smile.
"I'm not your daughter." Qin Yitian smiled sweetly.
"That's just my analogy." Fang Yan explained.
"Then why don't you use this analogy?" Qin Yitian looked at Fang Yan with her beautiful eyes without blinking. "I should treat her as my own woman?"
"-------" Fang Yan's pupils swelled, his face full of disbelief. Was she teasing herself
Thank God you are here!
(ps: Summoning in the name of the goddess, it’s the end of the month, everyone, throw all the red tickets, monthly tickets, meal tickets, etc. in your hands to Lao Liu. If you are tired, collect them and think of them as exercise to lose weight.) (To be continued)