[Exclusive from Jinjiang] Talents are plentiful in Panyuan Town (Nutritional Solution Plus Two-in-One)


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[Exclusive from Jinjiang] Talents are plentiful in Panyuan Town (Nutritional Solution Plus Two-in-One)

The students' response was more enthusiastic than Xu Wenwen had imagined. She was flattered by their enthusiasm, but then she smiled even more happily.

She brought out a small stool from under the podium and placed it near the podium. This position was not only close to the podium, but also very close to the students in the first row.

When Xu Wenwen sat down, he was at eye level with many students.

She scanned the classroom from one side to the other. Even though she couldn't tell what the students looked like, Teacher Xu still tried her best to scan every student with her eyes.

"It's okay," she said soothingly. "For the first class, we don't need to rush into teaching mode. First, I want to learn about the history course in our class and which historical figures the students like."

Xu Wenwen has loved historical stories since he was a child, and he chose history as his major when he grew up. It is okay for him to exchange his interests and hobbies with high school students. He might even gain the admiration of these students.

In his first meeting with the real Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School, Xu Wenwen easily gained the respect of the entire class using this method. This method works every time, but few people can imitate it.

This time was no exception. She chatted a lot with the students in the new class and told them some historical stories that they would not be able to learn in textbooks at this age. Teacher Xu had already become friends with the new students.

It's even easier than teaching students for the first time.

Moreover, the students in Class 2-3 of Miwu Middle School seemed to have a good foundation in history, and they knew many of the historical stories that Xu Wenwen planned to tell.

They also shouted to change the idiom allusion of "Slowly and Slowly", and Teacher Xu pretended to be tired and sighed: "You also know this? The Chinese teacher also said this? Is our class's Chinese level the best in the whole grade?"

"It wasn't the Chinese teacher who said that. It was Teacher Xu who said that!"

I don't know where these words came from. At first Xu Wenwen didn't take it seriously, but then the enthusiastic atmosphere of the new class suddenly dropped to freezing point. It was so quiet that Xu Wenwen thought he had come to a place where he couldn't speak.

Her expression became thoughtful.

Xu Wenwen is not stupid. Although her friends tease her as an intuitive player with super accurate intuition, she knows that it is not just luck or intuition that makes her successful.

Because intuition cannot be easily explained and is an indescribable hunch, some people call it the sixth sense. But in fact, this "sixth sense" can actually be trained.

As it happened, Xu Wenwen had accumulated a lot of experience consciously or unconsciously.

She has extensive knowledge and rich life experience, as well as keen observation and insight. Because she lives in a friendly and sincere environment, Xu Wenwen pays special attention to her own feelings, and therefore also attaches more importance to her "sixth sense".

While most people firmly believe that "Xu Wenwen is a lucky person", only she and her best friends know that Xu Wenwen has never relied on just luck.

Take the previous "prize winning fraud" incident as an example. Most people thought that Xu Wenwen was lucky to have lost the redemption ticket and thus avoided being deceived. In fact, Xu Wenwen herself had paid attention to anti-fraud publicity before, consciously or unconsciously. Even if she did not react in time at the time, her subconscious mind would have thought that this matter was unreliable.

The follow-up of that fraud incident was actually related to her.

Luo Shiqin, her good friend, listened to her description of the situation later. After thinking about it briefly and asking about the relevant details, she asked her if the campus was carrying out any promotional activities recently. After receiving a positive answer, Xu Wenwen seemed to have a sudden inspiration: "So that's the case. It just so happens that the campus publicity department is worried about where to hold the event. Then tomorrow I will suggest that they carry out off-campus publicity!"

Even though Xu Wenwen couldn't understand why she did this at the time, in fact, her "sixth sense" that had been trained to perfection had already made the corresponding choice for her.

After the students of the school publicity department cooperated with the police in the corresponding area, the two sides happened to encounter a member of the "lecture promotion fraud case" during the publicity process, and they happened to get both the money and the money.

This is Xu Wenwen's "good luck".

So when Teacher Xu encountered this kind of thing in Class 2-3 of Senior High School, she began to think deeply about this scene unconsciously.

When I think about it this way, it seems like I have encountered this situation before.

This sense of déjà vu made Xu Wenwen take notice.

Soon the class became lively again, but this scene had a different color in Teacher Xu's mind. However, the students of the new Grade 2-3 class really tried hard to change the topic, so Xu Wenwen was very considerate and stopped paying more attention to it.

Because the students randomly changed the topic, the conversation became unprecedentedly lively.

As they chatted, Xu Wenwen's focus inevitably shifted to their hairstyle.

"Cut like this..." Teacher Xu glanced at the boy's crew cut, then at the girl's short hair that barely reached her ears, frowning as he tried to understand this kind of beauty. "Didn't you raise any objections?"

The students facing her paused for a moment, then looked at each other, not knowing how to answer.

Xu Wenwen recalled what they had said before: "Oh, was it my request?"

Still no student answered the call.

Xu Wenwen was confused afterwards: "You guys don't all like this hairstyle, do you?"

This time, groups of students finally responded.

"I don't like..."

"But it's what the teacher asked..."

"To maintain a sense of collective honor..."

The students started discussing in low voices, and Xu Wenwen finally heard their views from the small discussions.

"Students," she clapped her hands, signaling them to be quiet, "listen to what the teacher has to say."

The female teacher sat facing them. At this moment, she did not look like a stern teacher who was high and mighty in Misty Middle School, but an experienced and kind elder.

The elder said: "First, we need to identify the main contradiction in this matter."

The main contradiction?

“Why do schools require students to have the same hairstyle?”

"...Collective sense of honor?"

"No!" A classmate quickly refuted this statement, "I heard from the dean that it is to prevent students from competing with each other!"

Teacher Xu nodded: "Yes, this is from the perspective of a school leader. This problem did exist in the history of education, so this solution was proposed."

"But," she said with a little emphasis, "specific issues require specific analysis, right?"

"Do you like this hairstyle? Those who don't like it, please raise your hands."

Xu Wenwen was about to add, "Don't be afraid, the teacher won't report you," when he saw almost everyone in the class raise their hands. Of course, there were a few students who didn't raise their hands, and judging by their expressions, they really didn't care about this hairstyle.

To be honest, she was a little surprised. After all, judging from the behavior of those strange teachers and most students in the Mist, Xu Wenwen thought that she would have to emphasize it several times before the students in Class 2 and 3 of Senior High School would muster up the courage to express their true thoughts.

Perhaps it is because they are still young students and have the courage to resist, fight and think.

"Some male and female students really don't care about their hairstyle, because it's really convenient, right?" After getting confirmation, Xu Wenwen continued, "But there are indeed students who don't like this hairstyle, but are forced to shave their heads."

Teacher Xu said confidently: "The school was wrong in this matter. Teacher Xu was also wrong for forcing you to cut your hair."

She did not emphasize that she was not that Teacher Xu, because under the current circumstances, Xu Wenchun could not explain it clearly, so they simply did not distinguish between them.

"The main purpose of cutting a uniform hairstyle is to prevent students from comparing themselves with others. This has already been assumed from the beginning that students will compare themselves with others. This is a preconceived idea."

"Secondly, the school can explain the haircut issue to everyone, and there can be better ways to solve it, but——"

She asked: "Did Teacher Xu explain this to you before?"

"No..." The student sitting closest to him struggled for a moment, and then couldn't help but mutter, "It shaved my hair directly..."

"Yes," Teacher Xu said seriously, "So it was Teacher Xu who made a mistake in this matter."

The students were speechless, and their eyes were so complicated that they could be tied into a Chinese knot.

Xu Wenwen thought they couldn't understand why Teacher Xu was making fun of himself, so he smiled and explained half-jokingly and half-seriously: "Don't think that teachers are unquestionable authorities. Teachers can make mistakes sometimes. Just like truth, truth is the correct reflection of objective things and their laws in people's minds, and it needs to be repeatedly verified in objective practice."

"If you are confused about something the teacher has raised, you might as well raise it in a friendly manner. I think most teachers can have a friendly academic discussion with you."

When Xu Wenwen said these words, his eyes were firm.

"Take the haircut issue as an example. The school and teachers have many ways to solve the problem, even without hurting the students' self-esteem. But Misty Middle School is using this method to solve the problem in one size fits all."

Teacher Xu paused and said, "But the school has its reasons for doing this."

"Because it's simple and doesn't require too much manpower, material resources, and mental effort." The teacher looked at the students who were listening attentively and said slowly, "There are indeed many things wrong with this matter, but because you are still students, you don't know how to fight for your own legal interests, so you need teachers and more elders to guide you."

Teachers are not only wise men who impart subject knowledge, but also guides who lead students forward and achieve all-round development.

"We may not be able to change this situation immediately, but time is long, and in the long course of human history, we will eventually usher in an ideal situation, and when that time comes,"

She vaguely saw herself smiling and saying, "Ideals are no longer ideals, but reality. We will have new 'ideals' and fight for them."

Xu Wenwen: ...

Only after she finished speaking did she realize what she had just been talking about.

Teacher Xu reached out and scratched his head, seeming a little confused about his behavior just now.

Is it a bit strange to talk about this with students in the morning? It sounds like a long spiritual chicken soup.

But this is indeed how Xu Wenwen feels about this. Sometimes his friends would joke that he might as well teach ideology and morality, as this might help him find a second career.

Teacher Xu declined.

Fortunately, the students looked thoughtful, as if they had really learned something from this long spiritual chicken soup.

At this moment, the bell rang over the campus. Xu Wenwen's first history class finally ended.

She stood up and moved the stool back to the podium swiftly. She then glanced at the class schedule on the blackboard - she had another class in the second period this afternoon, which would cover some serious knowledge.

Teacher Xu walked to the door of the classroom and looked at the students who were still silent and seemed to be reminiscing about the past. She coughed twice and said, "Just think about it for a while. It doesn't matter if you can't understand it. What the teacher said is not the truth. The truth needs you to explore it through practice. And you happen to have a lot of time, so there is no need to rush."

She said sincerely: "The only thing I hope is that after you experience the imperfections in life, you can still believe in the hope in life and the friendship between people."

Is this sentence appropriate to say here?

After Xu Wenwen walked out of the classroom, he reacted belatedly.

That's strange, why would she say that?

Even when he returned to the office and sat at his clean desk, Xu Wenwen was still confused about what he had just done and said.

She thought for a long time, so long that she didn't hear the bell for the start of class or the bell for the end of class. Even her previous idea of ​​greeting and talking to other teachers in Misty Middle School was briefly forgotten until there was a knock on the office door.

Xu Wenwen subconsciously called out "Come in", then reacted and looked at the person knocking on the door.

She is a girl with short hair.

She stood obediently at the door of the office, but Xu Wenwen couldn't call out her name because of face blindness, so he could only speak nonchalantly: "Hey classmate, what can I do for you?"

The short-haired girl didn't say anything, but just stood obediently at the door, with her hands hanging in front of her, her fingers entangled, and she seemed a little nervous.

Although Xu Wenwen is not socially anxious, he has some introverted friends around him, so he asked very considerately: "Which teacher are you looking for? I can help you check the class schedule."

"No," the short-haired girl said, "I'm here to see you, Teacher Xu."

I?

Xu Wenwen blinked, then pulled out a small stool from under the table and asked the little girl to sit down.

"Come on, sit down and talk." She looked at the short-haired girl and asked softly, "What do you want to talk to the teacher about?"

Although he felt embarrassed, Xu Wenwen still didn't ask the other person's name - if he found out that the head teacher didn't know his name, he would be more or less frustrated. This is what Xu Wenwen guessed. Anyway, he could ask questions indirectly later, but for now, he would put the question aside.

The girl with short hair glanced at her, then lowered her head and said, "Teacher..."

Teacher, why do you do this?

Teacher, why do you tell us this?

Why is the teacher so gentle?

She wanted to ask many questions, but knew that none of them were appropriate.

So the girl with short hair thought about it and asked another question: "Teacher, I came here to talk about my previous suspension of school."

She took out a white application form from her pocket, which was densely written with information about taking a leave of absence.

After receiving the application, Xu Wenwen finally focused on the leader's reply.

Xu Wenwen: ...

The corners of her mouth twitched.

How stupid of a person must be to write such a written reply?

Xu Wenwen decided to treat the school leadership of Miwu Middle School as nothing - no ordinary person would write such a reply!

She looked at the short-haired girl beside her: "Are you feeling unwell?"

"A little bit." The girl whispered.

"Have you and your parents gone to the hospital for a checkup?"

Xu Wenwen sighed and said, "Student, taking a leave of absence is a big deal, especially since you are already in your second year of high school. If you are not feeling well and cannot adapt to the school schedule, I suggest you go home and discuss it with your parents, go to the hospital for a checkup first, and submit the information after getting a paper copy of the checkup report. The school will be more likely to approve it."

"But I still want to mention that studying in high school is indeed very hard, so you need more perseverance. This will become a rare and rich memory for you in the future."

As soon as Teacher Xu finished speaking, he changed his tone and said, "However, everything is based on your own health. If you can't persist in studying, then the teacher still recommends discussing with your parents about taking a leave of absence. Learning is endless, so physical health comes first."

Short-haired girl: "...Teacher Xu,"

She suddenly mustered up her courage and stammered, "I just want to ask if you can take me out for a physical examination this afternoon..."

At this moment, the radio above their heads suddenly rang, followed by the voice of the dean of studies, which Xu Wenwen was familiar with.

"——Please all class teachers come to the conference room for a meeting. The notice will be played again. Please all class teachers come to the conference room immediately for a meeting. The notice has been played."

After the broadcast ended with a beep, Xu Wenwen stood up helplessly.

"The school is still holding a meeting..."

She muttered, then looked at the short-haired girl with a stiff expression and said, "Well, you go back to class first. I'll talk to the principal, and if everything is OK, I'll contact your parents and take you out for a checkup this afternoon."

"Teacher Xu..."

"It's okay." Xu Wenwen said, smiling as he waved the application form in his hand. "I'll just talk to the principal about this as well."

Who has the nerve to write a reply like this on a student application form? !

This needs to be brought up and discussed!

Since this was not the real school he was in charge of, Xu Wenwen acted very recklessly.

So halfway through the class meeting, she couldn't help but interrupt.

But it wasn't because of the short-haired girl's suspension from school, nor was it because of taking the students out for a health check-up in the afternoon, but rather -

"No, what do you think?"

Xu Wenwen held his breath and said that he didn't understand the meeting of Misty Middle School at all.

"First, they forced students to have the same hairstyle. I won't say anything about that. After all, every school has its own requirements and difficulties."

Teacher Xu stood up from his chair and waved the application form in his hand: "The student didn't even understand the situation on the application form, but wrote this reply. I will assume that the person who wrote this reply has a hole in his brain and needs to go to the hospital for treatment."

"But," she pointed in disbelief at the list of names piled up in front of the principal's desk at Misty Middle School, "the students were just a little louder at bedtime and not so loud during morning self-study. What's the big deal? But you just want to, just want to -"

Xu Wenwen almost yelled, "Murder?!"

"What kind of train of thought is this? For them, all roads lead to Rome, but for you, all roads lead to the toilet, right? Is your brain filled with slop?!"

"Murder!" Xu Wenwen shouted, "Do you think this school is a foreign autonomous region? You can sentence someone to death just like that? Do you take the law seriously?"

The teacher from Miwu Middle School stood up and advised her: "Teacher Xu, calm down. I'm not going to kill you."

Xu asked:?

"How can you spit out feudal coffin boards from your mouth at 37 degrees?" she said, "You are not as bright as a lotus flower, are you?"

"Teacher Xu, this is the custom of Misty Middle School," the principal of Misty Middle School, who was sitting in the main seat, said slowly, "You may not understand it, but you must follow it."

Xu Wenwen cursed for the first time: "Bullshit, you are a Mediterranean who can't spit out ivory from your dog's mouth!"

Mediterranean Principal:?

"Teacher Xu, watch your attitude!"

"Watch your behavior!" Teacher Xu pushed over the dean who came up to persuade them to stop quarreling, pointed at them and scolded them, "Look at your behavior, I have never seen such shameless people! You are more capitalist than capitalists, and more slave-owner than slave-owners!"

She was quite disappointed.

"I now believe that this place cannot possibly be real, and you are not the principal or teacher of a school, but monsters in human skin."

"You discipline students, and once they grow into something you no longer need, you cut them off and assign them to places where they can generate 'value' to extract the final benefits."

"But please be clear-headed. Students are not commodities."

Teacher Xu now feels angry when he sees the remaining hair on these monsters' heads.

"They will never be your merchandise!"

"Teacher Xu, why don't you understand?"

The monster sighed, and the smiling face had turned into a weird shape in Xu Wenwen's eyes.

"We are all doing this for their own good. It is said that school is a small society. If they cannot adapt to the small society, how can they adapt to the big society?"

The monsters all said in unison: "Teacher Xu, you are still too idealistic. Reality is not as good as you think."

Many people around him think Xu Wenwen is too idealistic.

"Idealism" has become a label that people around her use to look at her, but Xu Wenwen herself doesn't care.

"Ideal?" Teacher Xu stepped on a chair and went directly to the conference table. She looked down at the monsters around her. She raised her head and said, "Thousands of years ago, didn't the ancients think about living like this?"

"The reason why an ideal is called an ideal, not a dream, is because it is possible to achieve it."

She said: "I am willing to work hard for this 'possibility'. I am not you. Even if I die for my ideal, it is like living in a nightmare."

Xu Wenwen is an idealist, but not a dreamer.

She always runs towards her ideal, even if it cannot be completed in a short time.

But as she told her students:

We still have time.

"Teacher Xu, you are very good," the voice of the dean came from behind, followed by a gust of wind from behind, "but you are not suitable for us."

Just when Xu Wenwen thought he was about to be killed, a loud noise came from behind him.

There was no pain behind his head, which made Xu Wenwen turn his head subconsciously -

A folded umbrella passed in front of her like a bullet, and then hit the monster principal hard in the face!

Behind Xu Wenwen, the monster who was originally so complacent and disguised as the dean of studies was now falling to the ground in pain, yelling miserably.

"I like idealism,"

The uninvited guest who kicked the door in shrugged, then smiled at Xu Wenwen and stretched out his right hand: "Now, idealists assemble."

Teacher Xu blinked, jumped off the long table with joy and surprise, came to the front of the unexpected guest, stretched out her hand and high-fived her: "Shiqin!"

"I'm here to see you," Luo Shiqin took a deep breath and then smiled, "Teacher Xu."

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