Bi Yue only spoke briefly to the principal and shook hands.
He shook hands with Teacher Fu again to express his gratitude for her trust, and then, in full view of them, he opened the silver-gray car door and disappeared in a flash.
She was so busy that she didn't dare stop before entering the hospital to give birth.
She wants to sing the story of spring and become rich through reform and opening up.
Bi Yue naturally had no idea about the chemical reaction that would follow this history lesson...
The students in the fast-track class spread the word about how interesting their substitute teacher was.
You say a few words and I recite a few words, and then the essence of it will be conveyed.
A young, pregnant teacher, seemingly dropped from the sky, even had the school deploy cameras, taught a single class, and then left. They were eagerly anticipating her, repeatedly emphasizing her uniqueness. Bi Yue had become a "star teacher" with a single lesson.
How is it different? The little brother from the outer class who had a good relationship with Chu Ci was curious and nudged Chu Ci with his elbow.
Chu Ci couldn't help but feel proud of it, but he showed an unfathomable look on his face, and even had a bit of disdain in his tone:
"It's not that exaggerated, it's just normal performance."
He was telling the truth.
How many sides of Bi Yue have you students seen?
He had no idea, right? That "liar" used to talk nonsense about foreign movies and sports when he taught him English. He could talk about baseball with spit flying everywhere, and he could talk to him about MLB for 20 minutes without repeating himself.
The catchphrase is, a self-righteous little face raises its head and asks you: "You know, right?"
Just now, did the students know this? He had always wanted to say to Bi Yue, I didn't know, I only knew after you told me.
When Chu Ci thought of this, he put his hands in his school uniform pockets, turned around and staggered towards the toilet at the end of the corridor.
The road ahead, without Bi Yue to accompany her, no time to play with him, no longer dancing, eating, chatting with him. I married his brother and no longer talked about him. There is no way back to the starting point.
Alas, every time I see her, I feel upset. I can't pull her sleeve like a little girl to express my grievances. Such an interesting person, just like that, is no longer his.
Chu Ci's little brother looked at the back, smacked his lips, and touched his chin. Why did the back look a little lonely?
As for Principal Guan of the century-old prestigious school, he immediately realized the importance of the four words "teaching fun".
He held a meeting, and he kept emphasizing:
“Don’t force knowledge on students. Learn to motivate them and make sure they interact in class.
Otherwise, if we hire a few tutors to teach the exam key points or many secondary subjects, and the students have to read and memorize the books themselves, what is the point of us teachers?"
Apart from the teachers who were teaching normally, everyone present looked at each other in confusion.
It is easy to say that it is interesting, but how much reading volume is needed to achieve it?
You can't just go to the library and look up tons of information on a small exam point, right? Just to motivate yourself? Isn't that a bit of a loss?
These teachers had no idea that in later generations there would be Baidu, the Hundred Schools Forum, forums, classic legends, and various science fiction programs. Everything you wanted to know about aliens was available.
People in later generations would eat instant noodles after work, turn on the TV and listen to these stories, just like listening to storytelling.
In later generations, as long as you have a heart full of inquiry and curiosity, you will find an explosion of knowledge points everywhere.
A teacher who had only listened for a few seconds pushed open the office door with a textbook under his arm and asked, "Who is Bi Yue? What's her background? Whose child is she?"
The Dean of Studies poured out the tea leaves in his cup and prepared to leave work. He chuckled and offered an inside scoop, "Who is it? Haha, it's a little girl from the senior year of the Normal University. She disregarded school rules and got married and pregnant early. I guess she thought it was a senior year internship, so the school wouldn't find out."
As soon as these words were spoken, everyone had the same impression that Bi Yue was not a good student before. They had a very bad impression of her, but they also became more curious.
The dean continued to smile, pointed with his finger and said:
"Do you think the cameras are following her because our principal is afraid something might happen to her?
I only know one side of the story.
It is said that she started a business during her college years to support herself through her studies, but her business grew bigger and bigger and she couldn't stop it.
Over in the eastern suburbs, if you have good news, you can go check it out. They're building a building there. The Moon Bay Hotel under construction belongs to Teacher Bi!"
"Ah?" The teachers were shocked and found it unbelievable. At this moment, it was like listening to a book.
There were still a few teachers who had not eaten Bi Yue’s oranges, and they stared at the oranges.
"So young? The boss? And a woman?"
…
The next day, Bi Yue arrived again on time before the first class in the afternoon.
This was the time Principal Guan had agreed with her.
Why did she feel different when she entered the office this time?
A female teacher held a kettle and asked her, "Can you add some water to the cup? Is the baby a boy or a girl?"
"Multiple babies, big belly. Looks scary." Bi Yue said with an embarrassed look on her face. She took her small pink water bottle and said, "I filled it before I came. Thank you."
As soon as she arrived, Principal Guan stood at the office door and waved to her.
"What am I talking about?"
A young male teacher pushed up his glasses and handed her a notebook: "Teaching my class. Here are my notes. Teacher Bi can refer to them."
"Thank you so much. What's your name?"
"My last name is Dong."
"Thank you, Teacher Dong." Bi Yue thanked the cameraman, thanked this and that.
This time, there are obviously more teachers planning to audit the class, including real teachers who want to borrow notes.
Bi Yue felt something was wrong, but she also felt it was too unbelievable and flattered.
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