He clenched his hands nervously and distributed the charcoal pencils. After everyone got the pencil, he took a look. Except for Xuan, Xia and Yang, everyone else was holding the pencil as if it were a dagger.
Even Xia Heyang saw Xuan's pen-holding posture change temporarily.
Meng Yuqing could only start teaching by starting with holding a pen, and the people below changed their gestures according to his movements.
The blackboard is made directly from a tree whose entire trunk is black.
He made the chalk by grinding bird eggshells into powder and adding some glue. Fortunately, it worked, otherwise he would have to get a replacement from the mall.
I took out the lesson plan for the first lesson. It was my first time teaching, so I didn’t dare to go off the script! I’m not a teacher training major!
Meng Yuqing nervously wrote down the pinyin to be taught in the first lesson.
When he turned around, he saw that everyone was staring at him intently.
In particular, Xia and Yang were sitting in the first row, which really put him under a lot of pressure.
He coughed lightly, pointed at the letters on the blackboard with a small branch and read them.
He read one, and everyone followed him. Some clever ones copied the letters into the book covers they brought with them while he was writing.
The classroom discipline in the entire classroom is very good. No one makes trouble, and of course no one dares to make trouble.
Didn’t you see that the clan leader was sitting quietly in the first row and doing whatever he was told?
Who is making trouble? Do you want to experience the love and care from the top ten strongest men in the tribe in turn?
The first class came to an end in this peaceful atmosphere.
"That's all for today's class. Write down each pinyin you learned ten times, and each new Chinese character you learned ten times. Dictation will follow tomorrow!"
Meng Yuqing finished assigning Chinese homework and was about to announce the end of get out of class. At this moment, he caught a glimpse of a figure sleeping soundly.
In an instant, he mastered the skill of throwing chalk without any instruction.
Everyone in the classroom looked along the curved line drawn by the chalk and landed on the sleeping figure.
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