"Ding--"
When the class bell rang, the discussion in the classroom was still going on, with no tendency to stop.
"Who's criticizing me?"
A voice with a smile, neither light nor serious, sounded at the front door of the classroom, interrupting the discussion in the classroom and focusing everyone's attention.
Ling Chuyang looked up and saw a slender female teacher walking calmly to the podium with a smile on her face, but she looked a bit bland, like the scenery through the window glass. Very real but a bit far away.
Approximately thirty-six or seventeen years old, with big smiling eyes, waist-length black hair tied into a braid hanging behind his head, revealing a smooth forehead, wearing a sky blue mid-length windbreaker, standing in front of a blackboard and white wall Against the background, the whole person looks particularly refreshing and comfortable.
"Grade leader, Zhao Yun." "The math teacher of Class 5, I heard he is the head teacher of Class 16." There were some low murmurs in the boys' section.
He knew the person on the podium, Zhao Yun, the youngest grade leader in the school and the mathematics teacher of Class 5 (5), from the first year of high school to the second year of high school.
"I am Zhao Yun, the Zhao of Zhang Wang Li Zhao, who only asks about hard work and not about harvest. I am still the mathematics teacher of Class 5 this semester." Zhao Yun stood in front of the podium, briefly introduced himself, and then mentioned The old question is, "Who was criticizing me just now?"
The classroom was quiet.
"I——." Someone responded.
Ling Chuyang followed the sound and found that Geng Xinyu stood up and held down Ling Huchu who was trying to stand up in front of him.
"It's me, Teacher Zhao." Geng Xinyu's loud voice sounded in the classroom. There was no smile as before, and there seemed to be a touch of coldness in it. Ling Chuyang couldn't help but glance in that direction.
"Geng Xinyu? Oh, tell me, what areas do I need to improve on?"
Zhao Yun's laughter on the podium made Ling Chuyang cough slightly. This is how class 5 can be taught. It's already class time now, don't you need to go to class? One question and one answer, are you ready to chat? I have already taught Chinese classes for Class 5, but I never expected that this math teacher, the youngest school leader, would actually teach the class like this.
"There are three mistakes. First, as the grade leader of the second grade of high school, you should have the obligation to inform in advance about major events such as class division that affect students' learning and physical and mental development. However, you, our beloved teacher, did not take any action. The school will notify the students. You should have had three opportunities to get vaccinated in advance, before the exam, before the holidays, and when you sent your transcripts, but you didn't get one. This is the first mistake: dereliction of duty.
The second mistake, Mr. Zhao, as the grade group leader and our mathematics teacher, this mathematics test paper is difficult. You are not the question maker and have no direct responsibility, but you should at least bear indirect responsibility. Don’t you have the ranking of the grade group? The right to speak? Or is it that the rigor and respect for facts that you have always advertised are just a "slogan" and just talk? For those students who are affected by your lack of rigor, have you considered their physical and mental impact? This is the second mistake: negligence.
The third mistake is that as our beloved math teacher, you are our trustworthy teacher. We have also truly felt the joy of being trusted. However, your behavior is a distrust of our Class 5, or a distrust of you. Do you not trust your own teaching results, or do you not trust your ability to recognize people? This is the third mistake: breach of trust. "
In the boys' section at the back, someone was talking quietly.
This Geng Xinyu is amazing and eloquent. These two or three remarks, sharp language, and aggressive momentum frightened him. Tang Ji took a breath and touched Ling Chuyang. This was the first time in his life that he had seen such a situation. He openly questioned the teacher in class. Moreover, the person questioning him was the school leader and the grade leader.
no response? Turning his head, Ling Chuyang was obviously shocked. He stared at the podium intently, watching the teacher's reaction.
Zhao Yun, who was on the podium, still had a smile on his face and said to Geng Xinyu with a smile, "The logic is very clear and the analysis is in place. Each of the three mistakes is well-founded. It seems that Teacher Ding's Chinese class It’s not out of nowhere.”
Then, he turned to the students under the podium and said, "Dear students, this is the correct way to respond to the problem."
There were some whispers in the classroom. "I'll go. I was actually praised." Xu Renming in the front row muttered.
"What's going on?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang with some uncertainty, "Is it a real compliment, or is it a fake sunny day before the storm?"
"I'm afraid, the storm is coming and the storm is coming." Ling Chuyang answered with some uncertainty.
"Huh? When did you start quoting ancient poems?" Tang Ji looked at Ling Chuyang. It seemed that the Chinese teacher still had magic power. "The Chinese class is over, now it's math class."
Ling Chuyang glanced at Tang Ji, said nothing, and looked at Geng Xinyu, who was still standing in the left row of the classroom.
He knew Geng Xinyu, to be exact, he had known him since he was a freshman in high school. Rather than knowing him, it would be more accurate to say that he was paying attention because he always appeared with someone. Naturally, he I don’t know Geng Xinyu well, I just think that she is a warm and cheerful girl who loves to laugh. She is different from that person with a shallow smile, but she also has good grades, so it is reasonable to appear with someone.
Although he was shocked by the "Three Wrong Theory" at this moment, he couldn't help but feel a little admired, and even a little worried for her. After all, this was a classroom, and the person on the podium was Zhao Yun, from School Cao. A capable person and one of the fifteen school leadership members! However, she was just a student. Where did she get such courage and courage that made her forget her identity and openly question the grade leader in class. Moreover, it was not for herself, but for others, for the person who was "undercounted by 60 points". What about that person?
He couldn't help but straighten his back, and looked over the heads of the classmates, passing through the small chatter. He couldn't see what the person was doing at the moment. Everyone in the classroom was sitting upright.
At this moment, he suddenly realized that this seat might not be the best position.
"Classmate Geng Xinyu, what kind of reply do you want the teacher to give you?" Zhao Yun, who was on the podium, stepped down from the podium at some point and stood in front of Ling Huchu's desk. He was only one table away from Geng Xinyu, with a smile on his face. Still wearing that friendly yet distant smile, "Explanation, the sin has been written? Or is it something else?"
"Teacher, you should explain, but not to me, but to her -" Geng Xinyu pointed to He Shiling in front, "Don't you think you owe her a decent explanation?"
There was an uproar in the classroom, and various voices came from the front and middle of the classroom, "Yes, I owe you an explanation." "Teacher, you should give us an explanation." "Teacher Zhao, you were not like this before. ." "You should give us an explanation."
Yes, she owes us an explanation. The school owes us an explanation. The head teacher owes us an explanation about this division and the ignored 60 points.
Geng Xinyu said something that everyone wanted to say but didn't dare to say, and didn't know who to talk to. Ling Chuyang sighed secretly, but couldn't help but worry about Geng Xinyu. At some point, he began to worry about gains and losses again.
It seemed that her relationship with that person was not normal. What about that person? She fell silent, which was a bit unlike her style. She looked at her righteous friend and questioned the grade leader with the power of "a cricket shaking a big tree". He also began to be surprised to find that those comments were made by the original students of Class 5. They, the newcomers, were just as dumbfounded as he was.
"Sit down first. It seems that everyone still has a grudge against this class division," Zhao Yun wiped his forehead with his left hand, lowered his head and smiled, then motioned Geng Xinyu to sit down and looked around the classroom. His eyes paused at the back door of the classroom, "Mr. Li, the head teacher of Class 5, the ideological mobilization work for the self-study last night must have been absent from the class."
In an instant, the conversation changed, "Geng Xinyu is right. It is indeed my problem. I didn't consider it well..."
"No, this is my problem. It has nothing to do with Teacher Zhao or the class teacher. It has caused misunderstanding among the students."
Zhao Yun's words were interrupted by a clear voice. Whose voice was it? It was clear, neither urgent nor slow, but extraordinarily weighty and resounding, and could not be ignored or underestimated.
