There are still 6 days left before the college entrance examination. Wang Qingyun is going to take Xie Shiyun to visit several famous teachers in the subject field. As the school progresses, the energy in the ring continues to increase. He has used it many times to "recover" his brain. Now I have remembered the content of the two compositions in my previous life. As for the others, they are always separated by a layer of fog and are blurry.
This time I went to the provincial capital to find the teachers who had successfully predicted the questions in my previous life. They said they were visiting to ask for advice, but in fact Wang Qingyun came to steal the question types.
Xie Shiyun wore a pink knee-length skirt today, with red rubber rings. With her already lithe figure, and her youthful face carved with pink and jade, she looked like a cute loli.
Looking at the rapidly retreating world outside the car, Xie Shiyun felt excited for no reason. This was her first time going out with Wang Qingyun. She had never been out of the city before, and everything she saw felt novel.
"Qingyun, what kind of Hongyan Pagoda is this? It's so tall."
"Yes, this is the Hongyan Tower, that is the Twin Towers, and over there..."
After an hour and a half's drive, the two arrived at the first stop, Teacher Zhang Qiufeng's home.
"Qingyun, why don't we go buy some fruit? I saw on TV that no one comes empty-handed when visiting someone's home."
This girl knows how to deal with the world. Wang Qingyun waved his hand: "I made an appointment with Teacher Zhang in advance. He has no class today. Let's go. Teacher Ren is not short of our fruits."
For these teachers, Wang Qingyun has already taken the things that should be taken. If he really waits until now to take care of them, who will have time to argue with you.
Dong-dong-dong——
"coming!"
Opening the door, there was an aunt in her forties.
"It's Xiao Wang, right?"
"It's me, Auntie."
"Come in quickly, please come in. My family is waiting for you in the study."
…
The tutorial time went very quickly. At first, Zhang Qiufeng thought it was two dandy boys who were going to sharpen their skills in battle. He was ready to tell lies and praise others. Unexpectedly, they turned out to be two good prospects.
Any poem I say can be memorized without explanation, and I can still have unique and reasonable opinions.
In particular, that boy was not limited to poems, but also understood the characters from the poet's life, dynasty, and official background. Anyone with less historical knowledge would not be able to tell a story.
The talk became more and more intense, and the three of them didn't even eat the lunch they had prepared. They talked until six o'clock in the afternoon.
The wife called for dinner again, and the three of them came out of the study slowly.
Zhang Qiufeng stood by the study door and called to Wang Qingyun: "Qingyun, please take those things back."
Students want to have a teacher with profound knowledge. Why don't teachers want to have a student who is tireless?
After hearing her husband's words, the face of the aunt who was cooking suddenly became sad. As a husband, she didn't even need money from others. After so many years, she was still the same. But in an instant, the woman felt relieved again. Forget about marrying a chicken, marrying a chicken, marrying a dog. Dog, what else can I do with the man I chose?
"Yes, Xiao Wang, please take everything back later."
Wang Qingyun smiled and said nothing: "Auntie, the food on this table is so delicious. Teacher Zhang is so lucky to marry you."
Xie Shiyun also echoed: "Auntie, Teacher Zhang also told us just now that you are the hardest worker in the family, and he also thinks that you are his blessing."
"You two are the only ones with sweet mouths. Wash your hands and eat."
After dinner, Xie Shiyun and her aunt were chatting in the kitchen. Wang Qingyun looked at Zhang Qiufeng and had a different plan in mind.
A teacher like Zhang Qiufeng has been working hard all his life, but because he doesn't know how to "do business", he voluntarily got into the dead end of teaching. If he wanted to evaluate awards and excellence, he would at least be the dean of the Academic Affairs Office, but he is not. Instead, he is in a prestigious school. After teaching for so many years, I still rely on a small salary to support my family.
"Teacher Zhang, I have a friend who has opened a school. The school is recruiting teachers. I think that with your level, you can play a greater role there."
Zhang Qiufeng shook his head: "Qingyun, all schools in the world are the same. I'm already forty-three, so I take it well."
"Teacher Zhang, that school is private. It doesn't have a single student now. It was expanded by my friend and a big boss who wanted to do good things. This school is not for profit. All students' room, board, tuition and miscellaneous fees are free. Only enroll students in poor mountainous areas.
My friend said that he wanted to train people, not just test-taking machines. Mr. Zhang, I think if you continue to be in school and be pressed by the college entrance examination baton all day long, you will be underestimating your talents. "
Zhang Qiufeng's face turned cold: "Wang Qingyun, do you know that the college entrance examination is the only way for many poor students to break their destiny!"
Wang Qingyun nodded: "Teacher Zhang, I know that although the college entrance examination has a hundred shortcomings, it also gives ordinary people a way to advance. However, times are changing, and we must also change.
Now entering a university means jumping into the middle class, but you find that it does not happen. Since last year, universities have begun to expand enrollment. When will 90% of people be able to go to university, then these people will be able to find a suitable job? Your own job?
Moreover, everyone's talents are different, and some people have strong hands-on skills. Should we completely deny their future just because they are at an age when they need guidance and rely on a report card?
Teacher Zhang, we in Yan country have a large population and lack of resources. If we want good results in education, we can only use cold screening instead of gentle guidance. We cannot completely solve this problem because we are all enemies abroad and we must force the children to move forward. .
But if one day, we in Yan country don’t have to look at other people’s faces, will we still have to force the lively students to become sluggish and sit on the bench dully?
If you don’t have experience in such a thing, how will you proceed? "
Zhang Qiufeng was surprised. He didn't expect Wang Qingyun to say such words. He opened his mouth and closed it again. Yes, he was on the front line of education. No one felt these things as deeply as he did.
Looking at the lively and cute students in elementary school, after being baptized by the sea of questions, each one has a heavy brow. At a young age, they have the awkward maturity of adults. They never like to talk, then don't like to move, and then finally become depressed and drop out of school.
When every child enters school, he is full of infinite possibilities, but when they leave the school, their fate seems to be fixed. A small number of them have a golden glow, but most of them are still barren and desolate.
"Where is the school you mentioned? I'll take a look when I have time." Zhang Qiufeng didn't say yes, but he didn't say no either.
Wang Qingyun wrote down Roger's phone number: "Teacher Zhang, just say that you were introduced by me, and let them take you to see it when the time comes. If you have any questions, tell him and he will solve them for you."
After coming out of Zhang Qiufeng's house, Xie Shiyun took Wang Qingyun's hand and said with emotion: "Qingyun, I just heard from my aunt about some situations. Although Teacher Zhang is a senior teacher, he has never been reused. What a pity."
Wang Qingyun scratched the girl's pink nose: "So I plan to poach Teacher Zhang away and let him go to a place where he will be valued."
"Hehe, yes, yes."
"Let's go back and write the essay."
The two came to the hotel and began to write their college entrance examination essays in advance. Wang Qingyun did not give Xie Shiyun a specific topic, but asked her to choose one of three. Perhaps it was fate, and Xie Shiyun accurately chose this year's college entrance examination essay topic.
He brought Xie Shiyun to study here, but he still had a mop bottle at home.
Under the guise of appreciation, without moving to the core, Wang Qingyun changed the order of Xie Shiyun's composition beyond recognition, and then handed it over to his subordinates and asked him to fax it to Xie Jiahao to memorize it.
I’ve studied, I’ve written my essay, and it’s getting late.
Looking at the two large white beds, Xie Shiyun blushed, not knowing what to do, a man and a woman alone in a room...
Today is Chinese and tomorrow is English. Six days is enough time for me to recall the papers from my previous life.
"Take a rest, Shiyun." Wang Qingyun came out of the shower and shouted.
"Well...you go to sleep first."
A hum as soft as a mosquito came from the other side of the bed. Wang Qingyun thought Xie Shiyun was sick and hurriedly walked over to take a look.
The little girl was covering her face with her hands, but she could still see her red face, just like the red clouds in the sky that were about to flow down.
"Oh, you're still shy."
"Disgusting!" Xie Shiyun rolled into bed.
Wang Qingyun clung to the bed and shouted softly: "Sleep with your clothes on. If you catch a cold by then, the college entrance examination will be difficult."
When Xie Shiyun heard this, she quickly poked her head out of the quilt. As soon as she poked her head out, Wang Qingyun took her out of the quilt and held her in her arms.
"Little shy cat, come and take a bath!"
"ah--"
After giving the girl a bath, they slept on the same bed.
Xie Shiyun's body was very hot, like a red-hot iron, and her face was swollen. She didn't know whether she was angry or ashamed. Wang Qingyun also wanted to eat it in one bite, but the weather was unfavorable, so he could only postpone it for the time being.
"Go to sleep, silly girl, I have to go see English tomorrow."
Wang Qingyun just held herself, without any unnecessary movement. The shy thoughts in Xie Shiyun's mind for a long time were shattered with a soft snore.
snort!
For five days in a row, they studied one subject every day and the two slept together every day. Xie Shiyun gradually became familiar with Wang Qingyun's embrace. From being shy at the beginning, she became accustomed to it later.
Suddenly on the sixth day, Xie Shiyun was sleeping alone. She had insomnia and couldn't sleep. All she could think about was a certain man's evil smile.
"Xie Shiyun, why are you so worthless!" Xie Shiyun pinched her face and yelled, then got up and read the essay.
the other side.
Drink - pfft -
Drink - pfft -
Wang Qingyun slept like a dead pig...
