Chapter 307 Novel Memory Methods



Shishi grabbed the longest piece of chalk, her mouth twitching into a grin. She thought to herself, "I'll get Chou Dan to buy chalk and a blackboard after school. I need to write a lot at home."

She began to write on the blackboard, mimicking the posture of holding a pen.

Write and read at the same time:

"A stick, a duck, two marbles stacked and cut in half, the house collapses and grows two legs, carrying a hoe on its head."

"A cooked shrimp, a hoe standing on one leg, two marbles stacked together, an egg poked by a chopstick, a chopstick and an egg."

She read aloud, and the students below unconsciously followed along. Those who could write found it very fun, while some who couldn't write found that they could write it after reading it aloud.

"Wow, I can write it now."

"I can do it too, this is a great method."

Xie Lin heard every word clearly outside, and his smile grew wider and wider.

He bit his lip, suppressing his laughter, and silently memorized this interesting memory technique.

Because he was standing right by the window, Chen Xiao heard it too. He couldn't help but chuckle, and instantly received a glare that could have riddled him with holes. He quickly covered his mouth.

Lou Xiaomin looked at the neat numbers on the blackboard; they weren't exactly beautiful, but they weren't ugly either.

Because she held the pen in the correct way and wrote with a lot of force, all the strokes were the same thickness and white from beginning to end, which didn't seem very artistic. However, for a beginner, it was already quite good.

Lou Xiaomin had been suppressing her laughter because of her memory method, but when she saw that even a poor country bumpkin who couldn't write before could write it, a hint of displeasure flashed in her eyes.

She is the teacher.

She said sternly, "Quiet down, no noise allowed in class."

"Zhou Shi, don't talk while answering questions, you're disturbing the other students."

Shishi sensed her malice and turned her head to look at her sideways.

"You only told me after I finished writing it. Why didn't you say so from the beginning?"

She threw down the chalk, placed her hands on the table, and put on a stern face, exuding a queen-like aura.

"Classmates, did I disturb you?"

"No!" the five henchmen shouted loudly.

"Girl... Zhou Shi wrote so well, Xingxing should learn from you."

"I want to study too."

"We should also learn."

The five little ones blindly fawned over the queen, and the other students also expressed that the novel memory method was very practical.

"Teacher, Zhou Shi is amazing. I couldn't write it before, but now I've learned it and memorized it."

"Yes, yes, I can remember 10 numbers now. I'll ask my mom to give me an egg as a reward when I get home."

"Haha, I like studying this way. Mom no longer has to worry about me not being able to sit still."

Lou Xiaomin: ......

Shishi snorted at Lou Xiaomin, tossed her braids back to her seat, put her books in her bag, and left.

This teacher is no good; she wants to change teachers.

She came here to learn and grow, not to kowtow to her.

snort!

"Zhou Shi, what are you going to do?" Lou Xiaomin asked unhurriedly.

"You're not a good teacher, I want to switch classes, hmph."

Upon hearing this, the five ugly children immediately put away their books, grabbed their schoolbags, and followed, saying, "We want to switch classes too."

There's only one class per grade, so where can we send them?

Lou Xiaomin didn't stop her; on the contrary, she was quite excited.

Go ahead and make a scene, but making a scene will only embarrass Xie Lin.

Xie Lin noticed the unpleasant atmosphere in the classroom and waited at the door.

Shishi put her schoolbag in his hands with a wronged look on her face.

"You stinky egg, this teacher is no good. Shishi doesn't want to attend her class. She should go to another class."

Xie Lin glanced at Lou Xiaomin with a sharp gaze, then said gently, "Okay, let's go find the principal and change the teacher."

There was no way she could change classes. Chen Xiao arrived early and told her that there was only one class per grade, and they couldn't possibly send her to the second grade.

Under Lou Xiaomin's incredulous gaze, the patriarch gave the little girl some water and then took her to the office.

There are five grades and five classes, and only five teachers. Each teacher is responsible for one class and all courses. Occasionally, a teacher will cover some courses for the lower grades.

Now all the teachers have gone to class, and only the principal is in the office.

The original first-grade teacher was unable to attend class for some reason.

Lou Xiaomin had a background in Beijing and was a high school graduate. She also had connections who put in a good word for her. The principal asked her to take the exam and, seeing that her grades were decent, he hired her.

I didn't expect to make a mess on my first day of class.

The principal was a bald, old man, and he was at his wits' end when he saw his pouting little darling.

This must be her first day of school. Who upset her?

Others may not know this little princess, but he does. She's the precious daughter of the top official on the other side of the strait, and his wife personally signed her up.

He has had older children attending school in the past, so he doesn't object to it. He welcomes all good students who love learning.

A strong nation needs talented people, and talented people are indispensable.

The commander of the camp isn't scary; the problem is that he has powerful connections.

Isn't Teacher Lou from Beijing? Doesn't she know this little darling's grandparents, uncles, and aunts in Beijing?

He wiped the cold sweat from his brow. "Zhou Shi, is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhou Shi snorted but didn't say anything, acting as the head of the family.

"Hello, Principal, I am Xie Lin, Zhou Shi's husband."

The student refused to answer, so the principal had to ask the parents.

"Comrade Xie, what's wrong with Zhou Shi?"

Xie Lin recounted everything that happened in class in detail, without embellishing or omitting any part.

"Principal, my wife taught other students her memory techniques. Is that a good thing?"

The principal's eyes lit up. "Great news! Of course, it's great news!"

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