What is it like to teach at the best martial arts school in the place?
Thank you for the invitation. I am in Yunzhou, the sun has just set.
Tang Zhao thinks it is a very tiring job.
Although he only has two classes, he seems to have plenty of time.
The most important thing to prepare for is the magic weapon class, which is something in his arsenal. It only takes five days to teach it, so it is not troublesome. Even if you don't prepare, it doesn't matter. As for the Xuan Gong class, you only need to watch them practice and solve any students who have questions. And Xingyu, the instructor of the art of war class whom he was least familiar with, never handed it over to him, so he didn't have to study in front of the textbook, which was quite interesting.
Therefore, the time he spent on preparing and teaching lessons was less than a quarter of his usual time. Logically speaking, it was a very easy and decent job, and it was easier than practicing with his master day and night in the mountains.
However... who told him to be a good teacher?
He thought that teaching was not his lifelong career, and he might only teach one class in his lifetime. It must be fate that he met this group of young people about his own age.
Since it is fate, why not do something meaningful?
If his arrival can change some things and help some people go further, his unplanned experience will be in vain.
However……
Once a person has a pursuit, he must pay more.
For example, if he wants to be a responsible teacher, he cannot follow the example of ordinary teachers who show up in class and disappear after class. He must get up in the morning to watch the students' morning classes, and do night patrols at night to catch students who are absent. He also needs to pay attention to everyone's status at all times and insist on urging everyone to study diligently.
And if he wants to strengthen communication with students and encourage classmates to talk to him in private, then he has to face multiple classmates coming to him day and night to chat about trivial topics, and he cannot be impatient.
Even if there are only thirty students and only half of them come to him, there are still two digits of people contacting him at the same time. They have different temperaments, but they are all equally full of worries, worries about schoolwork, worries about life, worries about adolescence... …
Tang Zhao not only listens carefully to the negative energy of a dozen worries, anxieties, pains, etc., but also tries his best to help find solutions.
In this case, just saying that the spread of these negative energies is very disturbing to his mood. He is an empath, but he is not as experienced as the old teacher who can deal with it on his own. If he does not practice meditation every night to clear his mind, but also insists on exercising his spirit. I have long been troubled by myself.
Moreover, even if he is a swordsman or swordsmith and has reached a certain level of knowledge, he is still young and has little life experience, so the problems he can solve are limited. Some students' confusion and confusion in life, interpersonal relationships, etc. cannot be found in him, and may even make them confused. In the end, they can only deal with it with some chicken soup inherited from Mr. Chen.
After all, isn't he also a teenager?
Compared with this, some onlookers and chats from female students who have nothing to do are considered minor problems. Dong Xingyu is very prestigious among girls and can help him block some troubles.
It can only be said that fortunately, the students he taught for the first time were relatively high-quality students.
Although their grades are different and they have various shortcomings, they all know how to work hard and there is no need for Tang Zhao to chase them. Even if a few of them are still messing around, they won't cause much trouble and just sit quietly in the corner like salted fish.
Although there are conflicts among the students, they are not too serious or serious. The cliques are not as strong as those at Zhuoyu Villa, and no one colludes with the unscrupulous gangsters outside.
Especially since almost everyone knows good or bad. I am well aware of Tang Zhao's contribution and remain respectful and grateful to him.
Because he is close in age, the teenagers can get along with him better, and he can truly be regarded as both a teacher and a friend.
This is Tang Zhao's rare luck, and many teachers would not envy him.
A few days later, Tang Zhao fulfilled his promise and renovated the laboratory, installed a test bench and arranged a soundproof space. Then there was a round of mixed testing with ten people, and the inspiration direction was tested again.
The test went well.
After all, that "eyeball" is Marquis Gao Yuan's magic weapon. It is very powerful and works on everyone when the energy is sufficient. Not one of the thirty students was missing, and they all drew their own ugly graffiti.
These graffiti were extremely dark. When Dong Xingyu brought them to Tang Zhao, he was filled with doubts and expectations - he wanted to see if Tang Zhao could see anything.
Tang Zhao sorted out the pictures one by one. Those who did not take the test last time were put separately, and those who had already taken the test were placed together with those last time for comparison. Then observe them carefully one by one. Try to take your first instinct and jot down whatever you feel. Everyone wrote a few words. Then compare it with the previous one, cross out some, and finally filter out the final result.
This is a very tiring job that consumes mental energy and "mental energy".
Moreover, the time limit is very tight. Every day, the energy and energy on the graffiti dissipates, so you have to race against time to read it.
In order to seize the time while it was hot, Tang Zhao took as little rest as possible. In the meantime, he gave himself a "The plan for the day lies in the morning", and finally stayed up until the third night to finish reading the pictures. He fell asleep almost immediately, and finally Wei Se sent him back to his room to rest.
When he woke up, it was already the afternoon of the next day. After drinking some soothing hot soup, Tang Zhao felt much better.
After a while, Dong Xingyu also came to visit him. Before asking him about the result, he said: "Don't you really think about staying and teaching me? You have to work so hard for a temporary position. With your heart, you will definitely be able to do it." From a good teacher!”
Tang Zhao waved his hand and said, "Goodbye. How could I know that a good teacher is so tired? It's so hard to teach one class. I wonder how those old teachers survived?"
Dong Xingyu said: "If you understand the principle of 'let go when you have to, everyone will have their own blessings', we will not be so tired. It's a pity that we are flesh and blood, and sometimes we can't pass our own level, which means we worry about our lives."
Tang Zhao was thoughtful. Dong Xingyu said this. Obviously she was not lenient and would do extra things.
Even though I just need to use the sieve over and over in the water to find gold, I still can't help but insert my hands into the cold water and fish out the floating gravel.
Tang Zhao said: "This kind of thing is really too much to bear. In this way, starting from tomorrow, I will ask them to come to me one by one to talk about inspiration, even if I do my best."
Dong Xingyu asked curiously: "Did you really see it? Every picture?"
Tang Zhao said: "You can't say that. We still need to combine multiple judgments."
Dong Xingyu nodded and said: "So, you can actually see it. Your ability is rare. Remember to tell them not to talk nonsense, otherwise people will come to you from time to time to look at your paintings or something."
Tang Zhao nodded. He was always careful not to show off his special talents. But this is still far behind his ability to pull the sword seed out of the soul.
The big shots who could influence him were already swordsmen. They didn't need this. Even the big shot's brothers and nephews had many ways to determine the direction. Why rely on an unreliable "guess"? Unless there are special circumstances, it is not very eye-catching.
Tang Zhao made some preparations and started calling students one by one to come over and chat.
Of course, it's not compulsory. If someone doesn't want to chat with him, they won't come. This will save him a little less work.
It's a pity that he didn't get the chance to be lazy. Every student who was called by him gladly attended the appointment, which shows that he is also very approachable as a teacher. It may also be that this is a training camp after all, and students don't know that they can disobey their instructors.
Ouyang Zhou was the first one called over. He had the most complete information and the least worries. Seeing Tang Zhao come out soon, his face was full of joy when he came out. Wen Caifei asked beside him: "How is it? What did Tang Jiaoyu say?"
Ouyang Zhou did not answer directly and said, "Tang Jiaoyu is great. You will know it when you see him." After that, he left.
Wen Caifei watched him walk away, and Qu Huan said next to him: "You don't need to ask him. He will tell us anything. The next one is to call you and me, why are you anxious? Anyway, Ouyang Zhou said yes, so it must be It's really good. Tang Jiaoyu would never embarrass students."
Wen Caifei sighed: "You all say that Tang Jiaoyu is kind and friendly, why didn't I notice? He always kept a straight face in front of me, as if he was rejecting people thousands of miles away."
Qu Huan chuckled and said, "Are you too enthusiastic? You guys are all so enthusiastic, so you appear to be calm."
Wen Caifei said: "Where am I so enthusiastic? How many times have I looked for teachings and metaphors? Qin Yongcheng goes to find teachings and metaphors every two days. Why don't the teachings and metaphors chill him?"
Qu Huan said narrowly: "I heard that Qin Yongcheng always looks like he's crying when he goes to see the teachings, but you always smile when you go to the teachings. Maybe you don't like the teachings? If you cry next time, the teachings will come to comfort you."
Wen Caifei muttered: "I see...fuck you—"
Qu Huan ran away with a smile, just when the owl spit out a note, it was Tang Zhao who was looking for him, so he left with a little uneasiness.
Soon Qu Huan came out, also smiling. Tang Zhao went to see Wen Caifei again, and Wen Caifei came out and smiled and said, "Let me tell you, Tang Jiaoyu is very kind."
Tang Zhao chatted with more than a dozen people that day. These students are all teenagers with good inspiration and somewhat vague direction. They were already confident, and now they are even more happy.
However, those who have not been called can't help but feel uneasy, especially since most of them have ordinary inspirations, and naturally wonder in their hearts whether only those students who have reached the one-foot line can see the clues?
So, their little hope was dashed again?
Once two or more people communicate with each other, frustration spreads like a plague. The training camp is filled with gloom and mist, and those inspired disciples are in a world of ice and fire.
However, Qin Yongcheng, who had been the most depressed in the past but had recovered a lot in the past two months, was still able to hold on. He always felt that Tang Jiaoyu was a person who kept his word and would not be so inconsistent.
The next day, Tang Zhao made an appointment with the students again, this time meeting Qin Yongcheng first.
Qin Yongcheng was in a state of confusion as he entered the relatively familiar office. He saw Tang Zhao sitting on the table and waving to him.
Tang Zhao had a smile on his face and a gentle look on his face. Qin Yongcheng felt relieved and sat opposite Jiaoyu.
Tang Zhao pointed in front of him and said, "Come on, choose one."
