After the door opened, the man smiled at them and greeted them warmly: "Hi, everyone, my name is Jiang Zhonghua, my English name is Jason, nice to meet you all."
After saying that, he walked in and shook hands with everyone in a familiar manner.
Because Lu Xia's seat was closest to the door, she was the first to shake hands.
Before she could react, she inexplicably stood up and shook his hand subconsciously.
It was only then that I noticed that he had hairspray on his head.
Not only that, when I got closer I could smell the perfume on him.
Really, he looks more delicate than this girl.
Everyone else was also a little confused by the new teacher's enthusiasm.
After he finished shaking hands with everyone, he smiled and explained: "In foreign countries, we all use the cheek kiss. I heard that people in China would find it presumptuous, so I learned the handshake. It is indeed the reserved Chinese way, very gentlemanly."
Hearing him say this, everyone started to speculate, could it be that this person was not an international student but grew up abroad?
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Sure enough, when the director came over to introduce himself, he told me his background.
The Jiang Zhonghua family immigrated abroad during the Republic of China period. Later, after the reform and opening up, the country invited many overseas Chinese to return to China to invest.
The Jiang family did not disappoint the country's expectations and returned to China to invest in many industries in the past few years.
Recently, he even sold off his overseas properties and immigrated back to China.
I plan to develop in the country in the future.
Jiang Zhonghua was the youngest son of the Jiang family. He had just graduated from graduate school and had no interest in doing business, so he interviewed a teacher at Peking University.
After an inspection, the school felt that it was good and decided to keep me.
I heard that his major was philosophy. I don't know why Kyoto University asked him to teach English, but he seemed quite willing to do it.
After introducing him, teachers like Lu Xia also briefly introduced themselves.
Finally, the director arranged his seat next to Lu Xia and asked her to help guide him.
Lu Xia suddenly felt overwhelmed. She felt that Teacher Jiang was not easy to lead.
Sure enough, not long after they sat down, Teacher Jiang simply flipped through the freshman textbooks and looked at Lu Xia in surprise: "This is the knowledge we need to teach. It's too simple. This is a primary school course abroad."
After hearing this, Lu Xia smiled and explained: "Teacher Jiang is wrong. For us, English is a foreign language, but for people abroad, English is their mother tongue. Of course, we can't compare them like this.
Aren’t foreign college students also learning Chinese from the simplest beginning? "
Teacher Jiang nodded and said, "You are right, Teacher Lu, I was wrong. Don't worry, I will teach you well."
Lu Xia nodded and handed him her lesson plan. "The new students probably don't have a very good foundation. Teacher Jiang just needs to be more patient when teaching."
Teacher Jiang was flattered and thanked him after receiving it, then smiled and said: "Teacher Lu, don't worry, I will!"
After that, Lu Xia ignored him.
However, it was obvious that Teacher Jiang could not sit still. After looking at the lesson plan for a while, he got up and walked around the office. He was curious about everything he saw and started asking questions to everyone.
For a while, the office became a place of questions and almost every teacher could not escape his questioning.
"Teacher Yu, why is your desk higher than others? Is it because you are tall and the desk is too low for you to sit on?"
Teacher Yu: “No, because the tables were not purchased in batches, so the sizes are different.”
"Teacher Li, you really have artistic talent. You are painting on the table. But what are you painting? It looks like clouds!"
Teacher Li: "That's because I spilled the ink and it can't be washed off..."
"Teacher Han, what's the pattern on your cup? It's so special."
Teacher Han: “…That’s the paint that fell off when the teacup fell to the ground.”
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