Chapter 202 Temple Heir Teacher



The excellent thing about Enhua’s foreign teacher classes is that the foreign teachers really teach foreign languages ​​in a foreign language.

Let you quickly become familiar with the language.

The disadvantage is that students who are used to the previous exam-style English teaching may not be able to adapt to the lack of grammar and sentence structure.

When students reach college age, many of them are a little confused because of the many activities. They no longer know why they are studying. Some people feel really empty and want to take exams, as if this can prove that they are learning and have achieved academic success. Because the later they get, the more they feel the pressure from society and realize that they cannot stay in the ivory tower of university forever.

Pure foreign language teaching is more conducive to students learning the language, being more daring to speak it, and having a better sense of the language, but it is weak in terms of certification, after all, the certificate papers should be issued domestically.

For Xiaoqi, it is actually better because she has a foundation.

She studied with Teacher Zhou during the summer vacation, and has also been studying on her own. She also had an experiential learning experience. She misses that feeling very much. This new language is full of purity and authenticity. What she lacks most is language sense training. After all, grammar and sentence structures can be found in textbooks and materials, but language sense is not enough.

Hearing the Japanese spoken by Mr. Yamamoto at this moment, he felt very friendly. Even though he was a very serious Japanese old man, Xiaoqi still felt that he had come to the right place.

Moreover, the whole class is taught in Japanese from the beginning to the end, which means that simple Japanese, complex Japanese, and Japanese context are covered. In fact, all aspects are learned, which is perfect.

Although Teacher Yamamoto still started teaching from hiragana and katakana, which is equivalent to teaching pinyin, teaching in Japanese obviously has a different feeling. Xiaoqi was not impatient and felt that it was really good to be able to repeat the learning. Because when he first started learning Japanese, he was a little confused. Even if he had questions in some places, he did not ask in time. Now he suddenly understands.

Xiaoqi studies very seriously, which is equivalent to learning martial arts and practicing the most basic skills. With a solid foundation, he will get twice the result with half the effort in the future.

However, there were also some students who were very impatient. They had no idea how many times they had learned hiragana and katakana, and they just couldn't pass the exam. However, knowing Mr. Yamamoto's temper, they sat back and read other books so as not to disturb those who were studying.

Yamamoto is a very old-fashioned old man. His last name is Yamamoto. His family was actually quite well off in the past, but later on they fell into poverty. He relied on the sponsorship of an uncle who married into another family to go to school, and after graduation he joined a company as a clerk.

He sent the first money he earned to his uncle, and gradually he sent him twice the amount of money his uncle had sponsored him to go to school over the years.

I felt that I had repaid the favor and started my own life.

Even though he had a wife and children and his own life, he still missed his uncle and wanted to take care of him when he was old. However, for some reason, he never got in touch with his uncle again. It was as if his uncle had disappeared.

He became one of the ordinary Japanese among the millions of Japanese, a company employee. He worked diligently and gradually saw improvement, with promotions and salary increases step by step. He was looking forward to retiring in ten years so that he could live a happy retirement life. The pension in Japan is very high, and he has a large sum of money, which is enough for him to have no worries about food and clothing in his later years.

Unexpectedly, the company went bankrupt and he only got a small amount of money.

He felt like the sky had fallen, but fortunately he still had a beautiful wife and an ambitious and sensible daughter.

However, she did not expect that after learning that his company went bankrupt and his wife had swindled the money away, she divorced him and took the child away. It turned out that his wife had cheated on him while he was working. He worked hard to earn money to support the child's education and growth, but only after the divorce did he realize that the child was not his.

He felt that his life was too miserable. He had never done anything bad, but when he was a child he faced family bankruptcy and the destruction of his family. In his middle age, he encountered company bankruptcy, was defrauded of money and divorced, and even his only child was not his. He was ready to commit suicide.

But on this day, his uncle, who had not been heard from for many years, contacted him again.

He didn't expect that his uncle had become the abbot of a temple and wanted to leave the temple to him.

In Japan, temples are also businesses that can be run. Many large temples are equivalent to large enterprises, with a lot of land and incense, making it a very popular profession.

It can be said that the abbots of temples are all very rich and powerful, and it is a hereditary system.

He didn't expect that life would have such twists and turns.

He cried bitterly, wondering if his uncle had appeared earlier, his wife would not have divorced him and his child would still be his.

This is the biggest joke in life.

Maybe if his uncle had appeared earlier, he would have been ecstatic, but now, he was disheartened.

He told his uncle that he did not want to inherit the temple and he wanted to go out and travel.

His uncle is already an old man who is very frail.

His uncle promised him that he would give him five years. If he still hadn't found himself by then, he would pass the temple on to someone else. If he had figured it out by then, he hoped he would come back.

Yamamoto traveled to many places like this. His uncle did not give him any money, and he had no savings. He worked and traveled on his own, sometimes like an ascetic monk.

Yamamoto came to China in this way.

He was not young anymore and was a conservative person, so he couldn't find a good job. Finally, by chance, he ended up teaching at Enhua University.

But he still didn't change. He lived alone in an apartment, didn't like socializing, and didn't trust anyone. He hated anyone who didn't work hard to improve himself, but all the students he taught were like that.

He worked hard all his life to improve himself, but to no avail.

It's been five years, but he still sticks to his philosophy.

Today was the day he had been in class for who knows how many days, and he thought it was just like any other day.

Boring and a waste of time.

However, today, things seem different.

There is a female student sitting at the front of the classroom.

He greeted the students, but he didn't respond as usual.

But someone responded to him today.

The Japanese was so authentic that he thought for a moment he was back in Japan.

Then he began to teach, which was routine and boring.

But the female student listened very carefully, and it seemed that she could record every word he said.

And it's Japanese.

She had studied Japanese, and it seemed she had learned more than the other students in his class.

But she was still serious.

He wanted to be a little different today, just a little bit different.

This female student is very motivated.

He thought of his daughter Tianzi. Was Tianzi so serious when she was in school?

There was a moment of warmth on his face, but when he thought about what would happen next, his face quickly darkened again, and he even became angry. His wife threw the paternity test in his face.

Tianzi smiled as if it was natural.

When he thought of that scene, he became angry again and his face became even worse.

For several years, even though he was angry, he could still lecture mechanically.

He was like a zombie, talking about the content of the class.

The girl sitting below was still listening to the class attentively. Occasionally, the wind blew in from the window, ruffling her hair. She tucked her hair behind her ears with one hand and continued to take notes with the pen in the other hand.

The thick, torn vocabulary book on the table was opened and closed by the wind.

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