Chapter 288 Crying
After Comrade Zhao finished speaking, although the teachers did not understand, they all cooperated and took action.
A few minutes later, the bus set off again.
Inside the car, Comrade Zhao took a piece of paper and began to read.
"Today, we secretly observed the students' practical abilities and pointed out their shortcomings. We also hope that the teachers will help them improve in future training."
"We will get off at the foreign exchange store later. Teachers can just observe from the assigned positions. Do not make any noise during the observation. I hope you will cooperate."
Comrade Zhao’s explanation was simple and clear, and all the teachers responded that they understood it.
The car continued driving and soon arrived at the foreign exchange store.
After a group of teachers got off the bus, under the guidance of the foreign exchange staff, some of them transformed into waiters, some transformed into customers, and some hid in inconspicuous but visible places.
When everything was ready, after waiting for about twenty minutes, there was a ding-dong sound and someone came.
The first person to come in was a very tall brown-haired foreigner.
As soon as he came in, he raised one hand and fanned it in front of his nose, forcing out the wrinkles between his eyebrows.
"What a smell... it's so disgusting!"
"Is this your best store? It's not even as good as our small store."
“Oh my god——Why did I come here? I really regret it. What kind of place is this? What are you wearing? Can you even call this clothes?”
The brown-haired foreign man had taken less than three steps since he came in, but he had already complained more than a dozen times, and his expression of disgust made the teachers who could understand him frown.
"Mr. Ivan, I'm so sorry, this is already my best dress."
The translator who came up later apologized, which further fueled Ivan's anger.
Ivan said with blatant disdain, "How shabby."
"It's dirty and broken, I can't stay here for a day."
Ivan continued to complain, and the translator behind him quickly followed, slightly bending down and lowering his head, bearing it silently.
Ivan laughed sarcastically, walked towards the first counter, and looked at the goods casually.
"This is what you call a good thing. I've never seen anything good."
"You're going to put out this kind of trash?"
"How stupid."
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Ivan commented on everything, and everything was denigrated by him, with personal attacks added on top.
The teachers hiding in the foreign exchange store were gritting their teeth and wished they could rush out immediately.
"Are you a translator? You can't even explain things clearly, it's ridiculous!"
"I think it would be more appropriate for you to shine my shoes!"
Ivan's sudden increase in volume made one of the teachers unable to bear it any longer.
He suddenly walked out, stood opposite Ivan, and pointed at the vase that Ivan was admiring.
"Mr. Ivan, let me introduce this vase to you."
"This vase was made in the Song Dynasty..."
The knowledgeable teacher explained the history and details of a vase very clearly.
After hearing this, Ivan raised his eyebrows and said, "It's just a broken vase... Who needs to know so much?"
After Ivan finished speaking, the teacher opposite him almost couldn't help himself.
He had faced worse situations in the countryside, but they were not as uncomfortable as they are now.
In other words, that was a fight among our own people, and now we are fighting with foreigners.
Two completely different feelings.
Ivan took a step back with disdain and pointed at the teacher in front of him and said, "Stay away from me. You smell terrible."
"Translator, do you have anything good?"
The humble translator at the back finally came online again, trying to stay calm and said, "Mr. Ivan, what kind of products are you interested in?" Ivan said proudly, "Who knows! So far, nothing in China has satisfied me."
"It's really bad!"
Ivan started again, complaining about everything from the plane he took to the bus that picked him up, to the hotel and the food. In short, he complained about food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc. over and over again.
Jiang Cheng, who was watching from afar, was trying to comfort the angry young teachers.
"Don't be impulsive. Don't be impulsive."
"We are short of foreign exchange, and we have to entertain all kinds of guests."
"You don't know..."
Jiang Cheng lowered his head and wiped away his non-existent tears.
Several teachers looked at her at the same time and asked anxiously, "Why don't you tell me?"
"What don't we know?"
In one look/p>
Jiang Cheng sobbed and raised his head, holding back tears with strength.
"You teachers don't know that we had a hard time at the trade fair last year... Even though the transaction volume has increased, the difficulties we encountered are nothing compared to this."
"You don't know, I was forced by the R countrymen to drink several kilograms of liquor, and in the end they placed an order for ten bottles of liquor."
"Foreigners from several countries saw that we were easy to bully, so they teamed up to lower the price and didn't even give us a chance to bargain!"
"Some foreigners... speak frivolously, and we just have to endure it."
"But what can we do? We need help from others, but we are weak and we have no reason to be wronged."
Jiang Cheng began to cry.
The central idea can be summed up in one word: difficult!
There is a lack of talent, teachers and teaching materials. In short, there is nothing we need. It can be said that the education sector is in a state of disrepair.
All the teachers burst into tears after hearing this.
While crying, they began to reflect on their behavior over the past two days.
Shame on them!
How could they think of retreating when the country needs them so much?
Just because of a little fear, should we ignore the country?
Then what have they become!
Jiang Cheng, who was crying, glanced at it from time to time. She felt that this lively field motivational class should have achieved the initial expectations.
These teachers in front of me all have real abilities, they are just a little timid, but when it comes to patriotism, they are no worse than anyone else.
Jiang Cheng felt that she only needed to do two things. The first was to make the teachers feel that they were needed, and the second was to ignite the core driving force within the teachers.
Once they are ignited, teachers are invincible!
After he finished complaining, Jiang Cheng realized that Ivan was still making things difficult for the translator.
She wiped away her tears, greeted a few teachers, and said something in a gibberish. The teachers nodded repeatedly, their eyes shining.
Ten minutes later, there was a ding-dong sound and the door of the foreign exchange store was pushed open again.
The waiter came forward to serve, a noble lady wearing a shawl, holding a fan, wearing a retro cheongsam, and holding a middle-aged man in a suit with one hand.
The first thing the lady did when she came in was to fan herself a few times, and then she spoke fluent English.
"Is this place really the best store?"
"Just take a look. It won't be as good as what we have in our collection."
The man also speaks fluent English.
Their appearance immediately attracted Ivan's attention. Thinking that everyone had the same idea, Ivan quickly approached the two people.
Jiang Cheng, the temporary translator behind the two of them, lowered his head and smiled.
Teacher Qi and Teacher Cao are indeed people who have been abroad, so it is not difficult for them to play such characters.
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