Zhou Chujiang hurriedly rushed to the village elementary school. As soon as he entered the courtyard, he saw the beautiful figure disappearing by the door of the classroom on the west end, holding a little bean in his hand.
His eyes were filled with joy, and just as he was about to follow, the classroom door was closed.
close the door? Just close the door, he is proficient in dozens of knocking techniques.
"Teacher Zhou, come here."
Before Zhou Chujiang could take the second step, Principal Wu blocked his way to demonstrate his knocking skills.
Zhou Chujiang reluctantly glanced at the closed classroom door and walked to Principal Wu as if resigned: "Principal Wu, what's the matter?"
Principal Wu had a smile on his lips, as gentle as ever: "I came to talk to you about teaching subjects."
This is a serious matter, and Zhou Chujiang cannot deal with it no matter what he does.
He followed Principal Wu into an empty classroom. Principal Wu sat down opposite him and said, "As you can see, the five teachers in our school have all arranged substitute subjects. There is only one music class left that they cannot teach. I'll be responsible."
"Mr. Zhou is a high school Chinese teacher. Teaching music is a bit of an understatement. I heard Old Feng say that he often writes articles for newspapers, so I was wondering if I could let you start another composition class."
Principal Wu used a tone of voice to ask for opinions, and looked at Zhou Chujiang with concern, fearing that he would become emotional.
Zhou Chujiang thought for a while and nodded: "I can teach composition classes, but I heard from Teacher Wang Dong that first-grade Chinese and arithmetic are taught by Teacher Lin. How about I teach another first-grade Chinese class?"
Principal Wu was still smiling, but his tone was extremely positive: "No need, Nian He can do it, she has planned the teaching progress."
Zhou Chujiang wanted to fight for himself, but found that Principal Wu's eyes were particularly firm. Although he was still smiling, he looked completely non-negotiable.
He could only comfort himself - he taught the first-grade composition class anyway, so he was not afraid of not having a chance!
Zhou Chujiang wanted to leave a good impression on Principal Wu, so he nodded neatly and stopped talking nonsense.
Principal Wu felt that he was quite knowledgeable, so he asked a few gossips about whether the residence was suitable for him.
The environment of the educated youth spot in Shili Brigade is actually better than that of most fellow villagers' homes, but it is still incomparable to the Zhou family.
Zhou Chujiang briefly recalled the snoring, grinding of teeth, and the lingering smell of feet in Datongpu last night, and shuddered.
Seeing him like this, Principal Wu knew that he was not used to it. With an apology on her face, she said: "The school does not have a teacher dormitory. If Teacher Zhou really can't adapt, you can go home and live there. I can give it to you when I arrange the class schedule." Adjust it, we won’t schedule the first and last classes for you.”
In some ways, Principal Wu is suffocatingly stubborn, but in other places, she is exceptionally tolerant.
When Zhou Chujiang heard this, he shook his head like a rattle: "No need, no need, really no need. I can get used to it. It would be great to be an educated youth. I just like living and studying with comrades!"
Now we are living in the same courtyard. If we go home to live, wouldn't we be further away from Lin Nianhe?
Principal Wu: "..."
His expression just now was really unlikeable.
However, she didn't try to persuade him. She just secretly decided not to schedule the first and last two classes for him, lest Zhou Chujiang couldn't stand it anymore and had to adjust the class schedule in the future.
Seeing that Principal Wu stopped talking, Zhou Chujiang started to twist his butt as if there were nails on the stool.
Principal Wu was very considerate: "Then you go and prepare the class content. Oh yes, there is no free office in the school. Other teachers can just say that they can stay in the class. As for you - the captain and I We have discussed that the empty room in the brigade headquarters will be used as your office."
Zhou Chujiang originally wanted to say that he could always stay in the classroom, such as going to the first-grade classroom to squeeze in...
But looking at the look in Principal Wu's eyes, he consciously did not say these words, but nodded: "Okay Principal, I will go after getting familiar with the school."
"Yeah, okay."
Zhou Chujiang left the classroom and looked around. There was no one on the playground.
School is about to start, and all the teachers are busy planning the teaching progress. Even Wen Lan is busy asking Uncle Guan for more detailed farming knowledge to avoid teaching the children the wrong thing during labor classes.
Zhou Chujiang held his work notes, rolled his eyes twice, and took the lead to find Wang Dong.
"Teacher Wang Dong, I am about to serve as the school's composition teacher. I would like to understand the teaching plans of each class and then cooperate..."
Zhou Chujiang almost admired himself to death!
He could find such an impeccable reason, and he deliberately placed Lin Nianhe at the end so that she could not drive him away on the grounds of "ask other teachers first".
Zhou Chujiang spent a total of forty-eight minutes on the other four teachers.
When he knocked on the door of the first-grade office in an arrogant tone, before he could speak, Lin Nianhe said seriously: "Teacher Zhou, I am teaching Niu Wa. If there is nothing important, please don't disturb me."
Zhou Chujiang immediately explained: "The principal asked me to teach the composition class. I just want to discuss the teaching progress and how to cooperate with you. Then you should be busy first and we will talk in the afternoon."
Lin Nianhe was speechless.
She crooked her fingers and tapped the small wooden sign hanging by the door that read "Grade One, Class One" and reminded: "I teach Grade One, so naturally I have to start from scratch. Teacher Zhou can just plan according to her own teaching requirements."
Zhou Chujiang: "..."
Yes!
She teaches first grade!
Zhou Chujiang wanted to say something else, but the classroom door was closed.
He was a little frustrated, but he calmed himself down in an instant - it's okay, there's a long way to go!
But before the day came, he heard some breaking news:
"Teacher Lin, I bought all the rice, flour, grain and oil for your partner. I got there late yesterday afternoon and the meat and eggs were sold out. I sent the brigade to exchange a few and brought them to him. I will give you the remaining money and tickets."
As soon as Wu Genmao entered the school, he went straight to the first-grade classroom and lay down by the window and said to Lin Nianhe as if he was asking for credit.
Zhou Chujiang next to him was stunned.
What?
Object?
Lin Nianhe was also stunned.
Um?
Object?
Before Lin Nianhe could say anything, Uncle Xie Yufei came in from behind like one step at a time.
Lin Nianhe was even more confused: "Xie Xiaosi, why don't you go to work and come to our brigade?"
Looking at him looking full of energy after eating and drinking, it feels like he is living a very nourishing life.
Xie Yufei didn't need to speak, Wu Genmao rushed to reply: "Don't worry, Teacher Lin, Cao Shijian is working for Brother Xie! Yesterday, we tidied up Brother Xie's dormitory, and got firewood and water."
Lin Nianhe: "..."
She closed her eyes and briefly summarized:
When Xie Si went to the countryside, some people cleaned his dormitory, some collected firewood and water, some gave him grain, oil, rice and noodles, and some worked for him.
Is this going to the countryside?
Is he here to inspect grassroots work?
Suddenly, Lin Nianhe was more jealous than Zhou Chujiang.
Xie Yufei put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly to the window. He took out two boiled eggs from his pocket and handed them to Lin Nianhe: "I cooked them before I left. They are still warm. Eat them while they are hot."
Lin Nianhe looked at the two round eggs and wanted to remind him——
This is what she paid for!
Wu Genmao: "Yes, yes, Teacher Lin, hurry up and eat the soft-boiled eggs I cooked specially!"
Lin Nianhe: "..."
Okay, her little brother cooked it.
(End of chapter)
