The duration of elective courses is the same as that of regular classes, which is two classes with a ten-minute break in between.
During the break, Xiaoqi went to the toilet and saw the opera appreciation class in the next class. A group of students were chatting around the teacher. It seemed very lively and the teacher was also smiling.
When she returned to the Japanese class, it was even quieter. Perhaps the students had all gone out for a walk or to the bathroom. At first glance, the classroom only had a little old man huddled in front of the desk, which made her feel very lonely.
Yes, there is such a thing as loneliness.
Xiaoqi had seen this feeling in the five-guarantee elderly people in the village. When Xiaoqi was still in elementary school, the school organized a warmth-giving program for the five-guarantee elderly people. Xiaoqi followed a group of students to his home, which was empty and dark. The old man who came out of the house was hunched over and never smiled from beginning to end. He looked very fierce.
I heard that his wife passed away early, and he had two daughters. One married far away and basically never came back, and there was no news about the other one at all. He was the only old man left. The village applied for a five-guarantee household for him, and he received a subsidy of 150 yuan a month.
Xiaoqi was curious and thought he could skip classes and go out to play with a group of classmates and teachers.
When I got there, I saw the old man. When I left, I saw the old man sitting alone at the door, neither laughing nor crying, with no expression, just looking into the distance.
That scene left a particularly deep impression on Xiaoqi's mind. That winter, he heard that the old man had died, found alone at home, and was not discovered for several days.
When she was a child, she would have nightmares. She would dream of an expressionless old man sitting in front of a dark old house. Although the sun was warm, the old man had no warmth at all and just sat there blankly.
That feeling is really lonely.
This is also one of the reasons why her father Su Youfu is always ridiculed. In the village, not having a son means that no one will take care of you when you are old, which is equivalent to the end of the family.
She hadn't had that dream for a long time, and hadn't thought of the five-guarantee old man for a long time, but at this moment she actually saw that feeling in a foreign teacher.
I feel inexplicably uncomfortable.
What does a person go through from childhood to adolescence, youth, middle age and then to old age?
When the bell rang, Xiaoqi didn't think any more, opened the textbook and continued listening to the class.
Teacher Yamamoto also stood up on time to start the class. At this time, the class was even emptier with fewer people. Because of the silence, the teacher's words even echoed. Because of the silence, you could occasionally hear laughter from the next classroom, and the sound of opera singing...
Yamamoto doesn't call out names, he only looks at test scores.
He continued lecturing.
He never thought that he would become a teacher. In Japan, being a teacher is a very good job.
He used to be just an employee of a company that made generators and had nothing to do with teachers.
He went to school with the sponsorship of his uncle who married into another family, so he cherished the hard-won learning opportunity.
But the classroom in front of me was empty, and few of the students were studying seriously. Most of them had an extracurricular book on their desks, and very few of them were listening to the lectures seriously.
Yamamoto didn't know whether the world had changed or he had fallen behind.
He continued lecturing.
What he said was not interesting and was probably quite boring.
He just unconsciously brought out some of his past experiences, and he thought that there were basically no students who could understand the Japanese he spoke.
Sometimes he felt like he was talking to himself.
Like a madman.
Xiaoqi didn't know that the expressionless teacher Yamamoto had so many inner thoughts. She just listened to the class carefully. It was quite interesting to hear the teacher talk about his past. Suddenly, she felt that this teacher was a bit like the older version of her marketing teacher Shi.
Perhaps Mr. Yamamoto was also a passionate and excited person when he was young.
During the entire class, Xiaoqi wrote down everything she heard, filling her notebook with written notes. She discovered that Japanese had one advantage: it was very simple to write, easier than Chinese, so she could take notes quickly. She even felt that she could use Japanese for shorthand if she learned well.
Of course, there are some things I don’t quite understand about what the teacher said, but it doesn’t matter. I can review and consolidate what I learned when I go back.
She finally found an organization that provided an authentic place to learn Japanese without having to spend any extra money, and the teachers were authentic Japanese. Xiaoqi thought it was perfect.
Even in the second period, when a few people left the classroom, Xiaoqi still listened to the class attentively.
She didn't notice that the students around her were almost gone.
Because there were also some students who came for a trial class, and found that the Japanese elective course was indeed as terrible as the rumors said. The old man was too fierce, never smiled from beginning to end, and I couldn't understand what he said at all. It was like listening to a book written in heaven. It was said that the test papers were extremely difficult. Isn't it intentional to make people fail? It's simply a pit.
So I left quietly. Anyway, the teacher didn’t call the roll and he definitely didn’t recognize me.
Xiaoqi, who was listening to the class attentively, did not turn back to look at the classroom. If she had looked, she would have discovered a strange scene.
She was the only one listening to the class in the entire classroom.
Mr. Yamamoto's expression and tone did not change from beginning to end, and Xiaoqi had no idea of this situation at all.
Enhua’s classrooms are all large classrooms with doors in the front and back. Students sit in the back and it is very convenient to walk through the back.
If someone passed by and saw the situation in this classroom, it would actually be a bit weird.
Classroom 6 happens to be the last one in a row, and there are actually very few people passing by.
Xiaoqi is very serious and focused when studying. She finds that studying seriously and attentively for one hour is more effective than slacking off for a whole day.
She had a hard time studying in high school. She felt that it was because she was not focused and serious enough, so she studied inefficiently, got half the result with twice the effort, and was always tired, but didn't learn well.
When it comes to studying, learning efficiency is really important.
Yamamoto was giving a lecture on the stage, so he could naturally see people in the classroom leaving one by one.
If the number of students enrolled in Enhua’s elective courses is less than two digits, they may be cancelled in the second semester.
His colleagues advised him to relax a little and say there was no need to be so strict. This was just an ordinary university. Don't set such high standards. Be more relaxed and let the students pass the exam happily. It would be good for you, me, and everyone involved.
But Yamamoto still insisted on his own opinion.
He continued lecturing.
His hands were getting colder and colder.
He was actually waiting for the only student to leave.
Then the bell rang.
He was stunned and felt a little overwhelmed standing on the podium.
The only student stood up and said to him, "Goodbye, Mr. Yamamoto. Your lectures were very good and I benefited a lot from them."
She speaks Japanese.
Well said, although a bit awkward, but very good.
Xiao Qi finished speaking, packed up and prepared to leave, but when he turned around, he found that no one was there. He was shocked. How could others be so quick...
He smiled at Mr. Yamamoto again before leaving.
Finally, Yamamoto was the only one left in the classroom.
He sat in the empty classroom, feeling shrouded in loneliness once again.
And just now, he seemed to have come out of this atmosphere for a while.
Xiaoqi was walking on the road, thinking that he had not completed his running task today, so he hurried back to the dormitory to run.
There are mooncakes in the dormitory. This is the first time I’ve gotten tired of such a sweet pastry... I never thought this would happen before.
She trotted and ran all the way, very energetic.
Suddenly, a familiar mechanical voice rang out in her ears: "Host, for studying diligently and maintaining a positive attitude, has brought a little hope and positive energy to a desperate old man. I reward you with a 30-day language sense buff."
Xiaoqi's footsteps slowly stopped.
I don’t know whether to be happy or sad.
She had had the language sense buff before, but that time it only lasted for ten days. However, she felt as if she was assisted by God when learning the language, and she spoke very fluently.
After having the buff several times, she also found some patterns. During the period of having the buff, she must use and practice the buff more. Even if the buff disappears, she will still feel it, and something will still be left on her body.
The language sense buff is really good, exactly what she needs now.
What does a desperate and disheartened person look like?
Xiaoqi seemed to have overlapped the blurry figures of Teacher Yamamoto and the old man who was a five-guarantee household in Gumula Village, and they gradually became clearer.
Maybe there are still some differences.
The old man's eyes were already dull, but Mr. Yamamoto still seemed to have a kind of persistence...
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